Her Heartless Evil Man

Shake off his clothes and wrap the gauze around him. I know the pain of the burn, but he didn't even say a word during this period. He's really an iron man.

Well, I turned my head and said, "change big Khan's clothes."

The bodyguard was busy taking a robe. I turned my back and found that men and women would not give and receive. I don't want to help each other anymore.

However, my steps were not firm yet. I heard the guard's scream. I quickly looked back. It turned out that the guard and his clothes had been pushed aside by ban bulshan.

I've never seen such a childish man. When he was drunk, he didn't understand the world. He jokingly took over the robe in the guard's hand. I looked at him gently, "come on, put on your clothes."

Seeing him nodding, I slowly put it on for him and tied the button and belt. He looked at me and said gently, "Yun Qi'er, don't go, okay?"

I was annoyed that I had only been here for a few days. I was the substitute of Yun Qi'er. Anyway, he was drunk. I ignored him. When he woke up, it was absolutely impossible.

Hold him on his side and lie down. The red blood in his eyes tells me that he must have never slept last night.

Lying down, he grabbed my hand and refused to release it tightly. "Sleep." I coaxed him, as if I owed him the injury.

Finally, I heard his even breathing. I slowly pulled out my arm and looked at his eyebrows. It must be a pain in his back. Fortunately, I let him sleep on his side, which will reduce his pain.

I breathed a sigh of relief. Now it's time for me to dispel my doubts. "Say, how did I meet the female assassin in the sweat last night?"

The bodyguard said respectfully: "As soon as Dahan came back yesterday, he drank desperately. After drinking, he quarreled to see Miss Yun, and his subordinates had to obey. But he knew that he met the assassin before he arrived, so he tangled and fought. The woman saw that Dahan was not soft at all, but her Kung Fu could not defeat Dahan. The more she beat her, the more she was defeated until she was forced to a corner by Dahan, she suddenly said‘ It was you who killed yunqi'er ', and with this sentence, the Khan was stunned on the spot. The woman flashed behind the Khan, grabbed a torch from a soldier's hand and pushed it directly to the Khan. The Khan didn't dodge. The woman scalded his back and didn't realize it until general Wu shouted. He didn't know the pain. Generally, he took the woman three or two times Son, but the wound has been hurt. "I heard it clearly. It was because of yunqi'er that I realized why he was burned. I couldn't help sighing. Did he really kill yunqi'er? Why is it not in the story tiemul told me, but turdan did harm yunqi'er.

A lot of things are a guess. Missing doesn't mean dying. That's Yaner's firm intention to say so to bumble Shan.

I shook my head and looked at the sleeping banbulshan, but I was more interested in turdan, yunqi'er and him. Originally, I came to persuade him to avoid the fierce battle more than ten days later, but at this moment, I can only give up.

Gently got up, I slowly strolled back to my yurt and took the green leaf grass juice brought by Yan'er for me. In a moment, I felt much more comfortable.

If I can't persuade bulshan from work, I will always live here. I'm bored looking at everything in the yurt. I don't know how to spend this time. Holding my arm, I think about the bits and pieces of jokes with aro in bat valley. I suddenly miss bat Valley and Qingyang.

I spread the paper casually. When I wanted to make a painting, I painted Qingyang practicing martial arts with aro. I held a pen and dipped it in ink. This time, unexpectedly, I didn't have a headache. I was a little excited. I focused on aro's frown and smile in my memory and Qingyang's cold and calm. The painting quietly jumped onto the paper and vividly showed my concern for Qingyang and aro.

After the painting was finished, I put it aside. A maid served rice and dishes. I saw that they were all dishes from the Central Plains. I hadn't eaten these dishes for many days. I was happy to take chopsticks and was about to start. Suddenly someone outside the door said, "Miss Yun, Princess Lala, please."

Lala? Who is this? I don't know. I said to the informer, "it's late today. I'm not in good health. If you go back to your master, it means that I'll go to see you early in the morning." I don't want to see more ha Dakin people. I'm afraid that if I see more, I'll cause something. It's not a disaster. Maybe later, ban Boshan will wake up. When he wakes up, I'll see him. When my mission is completed, I'll leave here. Therefore, it's meaningless to see that Lala. I might as well wait for the swallow to arrive and give me the green leaf grass If I have enough spirit, I will go back to the snow mountain. It is the place where I have lived for many years. I can't leave there unless Qingyang comes up with a way to get rid of the root cause of my disease.

"This......" the maid who came here hesitated.

"Why? Can't you?" I took a braised shrimp and sent it to the import. I smacked my tongue. It's so delicious. The cook is really authentic and delicious than I cooked.

"I think Miss Yun would better go." the maid who had served me advised me.

I listened and thought that this lesbian might be a bad character, so the waitresses of this service are afraid of her, but I'm not afraid. I'm afraid of her. I didn't provoke her, so I don't have to pay attention to her.

She takes her Yangguan road and I take my single wooden bridge. I have nothing to do with her.

"No." I'm a little angry. I hate the master of the powerful man in my life.

"Girl, you are the life-saving benefactor of HA Dakin and the female Bodhisattva in the eyes of the maidservant. Go, or the princess will start a fire and those servants will be killed again." the maid beside me begged and said to me.

Looking at her, it seemed that if I didn't go, those servants would really be hurt by her. I was soft hearted, "OK, but I'll go after dinner."

The two were secretly happy and said with a busy smile: "Miss Yun is really a kind-hearted person. Good people must be rewarded. I think Miss Yun must be a great blessing in the future."

Hehe, she's a talking girl.

After dinner, I picked up tea, but I was thinking that Lala didn't know what to do with me. Then I remembered that I didn't even know her identity. After sipping tea, I directly asked the maid next to me, "who is this Lala?"

"Miss Yingyun, she is the daughter of Lord Balihan. She is spoiled. On weekdays, even big sweat wants to leave her some affection."

"So is she a sweaty woman?" I suddenly remembered that when I entered the Mongolian yurt in bambusan this morning, I seemed to bump into an domineering woman. Could it be her? If so, that's good. It can also kill my boring time at this time.

I'm going to see that woman because the servants are free from criticism. From the maid's words, I have guessed that she must be a very hot tempered person and unkind to others. She wants to see me. I don't know what's the matter.

After two cups of tea, I had to get up and go with the maid. After walking all the way, I found that this road is also the road to bambusan. Do they live very close? Looking at the hesitant attitude of the maids, maybe this woman is the concubine of bambusan.

It's beautiful to enjoy the infinite scenery on the grassland all the way. If there is less war and less death here, how enchanting the sunrise and sunset on the grassland will be

When I arrived, the maid lifted the curtain. I walked into this gorgeous yurt and looked at it. The furnishings in the yurt absorbed the strengths of the Mongolian and Han families, as well as the ceramic potted plants. The bag was also full of wind chimes and small ornaments, which made people know that it was a woman's residence at a glance.

I raised my eyes. Lala was sitting at the table smiling at me, but I looked at it as if there was something hidden in it.

I know she's a lesbian. I've seen her before. At noon, when I first entered the class, the woman I ran into was her. Looking at her elegant clothes, it's the style I like, but the hostility in her expression can't be ignored. My sixth sense told me that she doesn't like me.

She didn't like me. Why should I please her? The big thorn fell and sat on the chair opposite her. I ignored her. There is tea on the table, and I don't need to call a maid. I picked up the cup and poured it. Regardless of the smell of the mountain rain, I tasted the tea in the cup. It's so fragrant. The tea tastes fragrant. The tea is like the fan tea used by the Imperial court of the Zhou Dynasty. The fan tea comes from Longquan Mountain, where the four seasons are like spring, the camellia bloom thoroughly and white, and the rain is like manna, There is no bitter drought, so the tea there is also well-known. I drink it once in a while. It is a gift from a friend of Luo Qingyang after he went down the mountain, but I don't want to drink such good tea in this Lala's yurt at the moment.

When I tasted tea, I just ignored the woman and peeked at her. She seemed to have smoke on her head, and there was the possibility of fire erupting at any time. I smiled: "I don't know what I want to call you?" no one told me her identity in detail, and the identity of the concubine was just my guess, but bamble treated her like a concubine, but not like a concubine, And those maids call her Princess Lala. Do I want to call her so? But it seems to me that she likes to have a relationship with bumbleshan very much.

"Just call me Lala. That's what people call me. I can't sit here."

She was so forthright that I couldn't help but look at her with new eyes. "I don't know what sister Lala wants me to do?" I said after sipping tea.