The night was like ink, the wind was cold, and it was snowing for a while near twilight, and now a small layer of snow had accumulated on the ground.

The woman's footsteps were very light, and where she passed, only a very shallow footprint was left behind.

"Your Excellency. ”

The man in red on the soft couch lazily teased his eyelids, found a comfortable posture, and said unhurriedly: "Come in." ”

With a creak, the woman outside the house pushed the door and walked in.

The cold wind poured in made the man's brow furrow almost invisibly, as if sensing the man's displeasure, the woman turned and quickly closed the door.

The faint candlelight gilded all the decorations in the back room with a faint halo, and a charcoal basin was placed on the floor.

Compared with the cold wind howling outside, the room is as warm as spring in April.

The woman removed the hood from her head and shook off some of the snow.

"Is this what the Lord is calling a troublemaker?" Linglong sneered

Her tone made Si Beichen very displeased, and he sneered, "Are you questioning the deity?"

Linglong untied the big man, threw it aside casually, and said indifferently: "Why didn't the lord make a move today?"

Originally, she won the position of the leader of the Martial Arts League, but unfortunately there was an accident of Mo Xiaoxiao, it is undeniable that after today's competition, Mo Xiaoxiao's strength is indeed above her.

It's just that Si Beichen was also there at that time, if Si Beichen made a move, I am afraid that the position of the leader of the Martial Arts League would fall into their hands.

How can it be plain and cheap?

"The Buddha-figure has its own Buddha-figure. Si Beichen said secretly.

Linglong took a deep breath, but she didn't say anything, with Si Beichen's temperament, she had better stop at the point, otherwise it would be a wise choice to anger him.

"Today, the High Protector sent a letter. With that, Linglong took out the intact letter from her bosom.

After Si Beichen took it, he quickly glanced at the content on the letter, and the demon's face became gloomy because of the content on the letter.

Linglong's eyes flashed slightly, and she asked, "Something happened to Chang'an?"

Si Beichen threw the letter into the charcoal basin, looked at the burned letter, and sneered: "Empress Yang and her good son seem to be a little restless. ”

Linglong's expression was a little strange, listening to Si Beichen's meaning, he really wanted to think of himself as Emperor Dayan.

"What do you mean?"

Si Beichen glanced at Linglong casually, and said word by word: "Wait for the opportunity." ”

Meanwhile.

The sleeping woman suddenly screamed and woke up.

Hearing the movement, Xue Yelan hurriedly turned over and got up.

"Xiao Qian. ”

The sound coming from outside the door reassured Hana Chiba a lot. It's just that she was still immersed in the dream, and she was in doubt, but she forgot to respond to Xue Yelan.

After getting no response for a long time, Xue Yelan was in a hurry, but she couldn't care about anything anymore and slammed the door.

He held her tightly in his arms.

"What's wrong?"

Hana Chiba rested her chin on his shoulder, tears overflowing from her cloudy eyes.

With a slurp of her lips, she muttered stupidly, "It's not me, it's not me." ”

Xue Yelan's body stiffened slightly, and her heart was ready to understand what was wrong with her.

So his men hugged her tighter.

"Xue Yelan, do you believe me?" the woman suddenly pulled him like crazy, her eyes panicked and helpless, like duckweed in the water, unable to find support.

Whenever she had that nightmare, she would ask him this question.

He gently pinned the broken hair wet with sweat on her forehead, and said tirelessly, "Believe." ”

Hearing this, the woman suddenly hugged him and cried like a child.

Why, why didn't even her mother and grandmother believe her, it was really not she who killed her father.

Listening to the woman's heart-wrenching crying, Xue Yelan's heart felt as uncomfortable as a storm.

It seems that he has to find the truth of the year as soon as possible and return Chiba to innocence.

Weak daylight pierced through the stratus clouds and dispelled the night, revealing a vast expanse of brilliance.

The woman on the bed whimpered, and then woke up faintly.

She pressed her aching forehead and sat up in a daze.

What the hell, she actually had a strange dream, in the dream, she was invincible, not only defeated Mo Xiaoxiao in two moves, but also grabbed people and beat them like crazy, it was too cruel.

"Grapefruit. ”

Hearing this, Shen Qingyu's cloudy eyes looked towards the door, and then said, "Come in." ”

Yuejingyu pushed the door in response.

I saw the woman sitting on the bed pressing her forehead, looking like she had a splitting headache.

"Uncomfortable?"

She frowned and glanced at him, and nodded slightly: "Don't talk about the headache, this body hurts like being beaten with a stick." ”

As soon as I said that it hurt, my heart suddenly throbbed for a while.

What's going on? She doesn't have angina? Why does this heart always ache lately?

Thinking of her feat yesterday, Yue Jingyu suddenly chuckled: "You don't remember?"

She looked at him inexplicably: "What do you remember?"

It seems that I don't remember.

"After you got drunk yesterday, you not only defeated Mo Xiaoxiao in two moves, but also beat some people in the ring, and even Elder Zuo of the Martial Arts League was no exception. ”

Aha? It's not a dream, it's true? She really defeated Mo Xiaoxiao, and she went crazy and beat people?

"And have you been beaten?" she asked curiously.

She thinks that she doesn't have that ability, Mo Xiaoxiao's skills, she can see it clearly, I'm afraid ten of her is not enough for Mo Xiaoxiao to practice, but after getting drunk, the internal force that originally belonged to Mo Jiaojiao suddenly condensed together.

Could it be that the wine awakened Mo Jiaojiao's original internal force?

Thinking of the flowers she said when she stood in the ring yesterday, the corners of Yue Jingyu's mouth twitched slightly, and she said with a smile: "You said that except for the nine-foot high platform." ”

Belch...... That is to say, she was drunk, and she still knew how to judge the situation and did not provoke the high platform?

However, the one on the high platform is not the master of the masters, and fortunately she didn't provoke.

Seeing that she was fine, Yuejingyu who still had something to do said goodbye.

Not long after, a cold voice came from outside the door.

"Master of the Mo family. ”

Hearing the sound, Shen Qingyu's eyes lit up, and he turned over and sat down, and opened the door neatly.

The man wrapped in a chill didn't react, and the petite man hugged him in his arms.

Yun Zheng, who was holding porridge behind him, stiffened, and couldn't react, what is the situation?

On the day when Shen Qingyu unveiled the veil and confronted Mo Xiaoxiao, Yun Zheng was not there, so he didn't know that the head of the Mo family was the concubine of his family.

So Yun Zheng, who looked at this situation, was heartbroken, the master actually had other women behind the back of the princess, what should she do if the princess knew?

"Well, I'm so uncomfortable. The woman's delicate voice came muffled.

It seems that the eyes of eternity are shattered with a touch of tenderness, and there are a lot of waves on the cold complexion.

The afterglow swept in the dark, but I happened to see her smooth little feet.

His eyes darkened a lot for a moment, and he silently hugged her horizontally.

Shen Qingyu squinted and smiled, his little face nestled into his arms, and he rubbed it like a kitten.

So much so that Yun Zheng, who didn't see Shen Qingyu's face, looked at this scene and smacked his tongue, master, what about the one who said that he only loves the princess?

Why did she turn her head and hug other women again? If the princess knew how sad she would be!

At this moment, Yun Zheng looked at his master's eyes like a negative man.