What kind of whirlwind leaf? How can such a vulgar title be worthy of his pretty face as the most handsome man in the rivers and lakes? It should be called Thunderbolt Whirlwind Ye Xiaoye!

After untying it three or two times, when Ye Qing was just about to pull down his pants, suddenly, a black shadow popped out from behind the stone, and he was startled and thought that a wild cat had come out, but it was actually a stone in front of him!

"Bang!"

It's a pity that Master Ye of the Thunderbolt Whirlwind couldn't dodge it smartly, and was hit in the head by a stone, and suddenly, stars appeared in front of his eyes.

Taking advantage of the pain when he was gasping and rubbing his head, Gu Qingluan, who rushed out next, stepped forward and bent her legs towards his abdomen, and at this moment her face was covered with a layer of black veil.

"You pervert!"

Ye Qing was shocked, realizing that there was still a mystery behind the original stone, his face suddenly turned cold, he raised his hand to block her legs, and stretched out his other hand to clamp her shoulder, Gu Qingluan turned around, avoiding his hand, the blocked leg bent back and straightened again, and swept out neatly, Ye Qing couldn't avoid it, and caught her kick hard.

Oh my god!

Ye Qing frowned, the anger in his heart rushed to his head, he dared to provoke him Ye Xiaoye, this time he was going to move seriously! Before Gu Qingluan could retract his leg, his big hand twisted her leg fiercely, Gu Qingluan immediately swung out his left fist in pain, and before the fist hit his face, he was held tightly by Ye Qing in his hand, unable to move.

"Let go! let go!" Gu Qingluan gritted his teeth and shouted, constantly struggling to break free of his left hand, Ye Qing smiled, "Let you go, are you stupid when I am Ye Xiaoye? You are already bold enough to trespass on the palace, and you dare to sneak attack me! Do you know who your grandfather's me is? I am the gold medal personal guard of the Great Inner - Ye Qing, do you know!"

Ye Qing!

Hearing this name, Gu Qingluan's heart trembled fiercely, it was not that she was afraid of him, but that this Ye Qingnai was the close guard of the Daimyo Emperor, and her kung fu skills were well-known in the rivers and lakes.

"Yo, why don't you speak, dumb? Tsk, it's dark, you still bring such a black yarn, come on, come on, I'll help you take it off, let the master take a good look at what you look like!"

After he finished speaking, he was about to reach out to pick the black complexion on her face, Gu Qingluan subconsciously shrank his head back, but let his hand touch her neck.

"Oops, I'm sorry!"

As soon as his hand touched her, Gu Qingluan's neck froze, and he struggled even harder, his eyes glared at him fiercely, if it was a knife, he would have already slashed Ye Qing's face.

"So don't you hide, just let me take it off!" Ye Qing still smiled heartlessly, exerting all her strength to restrain her struggle, and pulled the veil on her face without delay.

"How are you!"

After seeing Gu Qingluan's face clearly, Ye Qing was really stunned, and his mouth was wide open. He thought that the assassin he caught, but he didn't expect it to be Gu Qingluan!

"What if it's me?" Gu Qingluan asked coldly, glaring at her hatefully. Now that she's in his hands, what nonsense is he talking about!

"You, you, you!" Ye Qing, who was still commanding just now, stammered now, closed his mouth and tried to swallow his saliva, "You're not Mu ...... What kind of people are Concubine Jin, what do you want to do here at night, dressed up like this? What kind of mess did Concubine Jin send you to do again?"

What the?

Hearing him say this, Gu Qingluan, who was already disheartened and felt that she couldn't escape, chuckled in her heart, squinted her eyes slightly, and suddenly felt that she might be able to gamble.

"You're right, I did go out of the palace on the orders of Concubine Jin, and now you're holding me like this, do you want to refute Concubine Jin's face, or do you want to oppose her?"

Hearing this, Ye Qing's full stomach was stuck in his throat alive, and he almost didn't get stuck to death, rolled his eyes and muttered: "I'm not afraid of her, I am the emperor's person, and I am not assigned by anyone!" However, he concealed another point with a weak heart, Situ Changfeng's kid is not, he has long been bought by Mu Xinya, so that he, a brother, can only turn a blind eye.

Looking at Gu Qingluan's frosty expression on his face, he pursed his lips, cleared his throat and snorted coldly, "Forget it, my Ye Xiaoye is not as knowledgeable as you, let's go, let's go, go and complete the task assigned to you by your mother!"

After speaking, he neatly let go of Gu Qingluan, raised his arm and glanced at her. Gu Qingluan still had no expression on her face, but she couldn't help sneering in her heart, hehe, that's right, she really wants to complete Helian Xinya's task, recover Helian Clan, and get Dugu's love. Because, she was about to be burned alive.

After Gu Qingluan's black figure quickly disappeared in front of him, Ye Qing put down his arm, moved his fingers to his nose and sniffed. Hmph, although this Gu Qingluan knows how to fight and kill like a man every day, his body is still quite fragrant.

Just as he turned to leave, his sleeves suddenly tightened.

Huaqing Palace.

The fire spread through the inner sanctum, from the mattress to the screen, to the dresser, to the couch. The two lying on the ground fell into a deep fainting, thick black smoke choked their mouths and noses, and the fresh air became thinner and thinner.

Darkness enveloped Helian Xinya's mind, and when her head slammed to the ground, she fell into endless darkness, and at the end of the darkness, there was an infinite surge of blood.

Huge patches of blood, lots of blood, dilapidated thatched huts, small wooden beds, she ...... Where is it?

"Ringing Ringing Ring" When she wanted to close her eyes and not look at this terrible qiē, a crisp silver bell suddenly sounded in her ears, as if a pair of hands were plucking the strings in her heart.

Smoke, stream, and ridge, these three strange and endlessly familiar words slowly rose from the bottom of my heart, breaking through the shackles that had oppressed it for a long time in the past, and finally seeing the light again.

Yanxi Ridge ...... What is it?

In her deep consciousness, Helian Xinya was confused in this dilapidated thatched house, she had never been to such a dilapidated place, this was a place where only poor people would stay.

Why is she here?

She raised her eyes, ready to sweep around, but the light of her eyes froze at the moment she first lifted them. I saw a woman suddenly appear beside the wooden bed not far away. Purple gauze skirt, long black hair, and a blood-stained sword in his hand, he was holding his legs helplessly with his head buried at this time, trembling all over.

Helian Xinya frowned, wondering in her heart, who is this woman? She was just thinking about this question when suddenly an excited voice came from outside the door.

"Xinya!"

The man rushed through the door, Helian Xinya immediately turned her head when she heard the voice, and the moment she saw his face, her eyes widened, this person was-

Fang Yunting, who was dressed in moon white, did not have her in his eyes, but was firmly locked on the person who was sitting on the edge of the wooden bed. Walked past Helian Xinya's side, the raised corners of her clothes brushed her knees, and quickly came to her, Fang Yunting squatted down, his narrow eyes full of tenderness.

"Xinya, Xinya......" he called softly in distress.

Xinya? Is he calling her? Helian Xinya was even more confused, she was obviously standing here, why didn't this Fang Yunting look at her, but directly crossed over to her? The strange gaze fell on the woman in purple, and it could be seen that Fang Yunting was very nervous about her.

As she watched, the woman in purple slowly raised her head, revealing a pale face full of uneasiness. Helian Xinya was shocked, this face, this woman's appearance, was exactly the same as her!

Similarly, the purple-clothed woman did not have her presence in her eyes, her eyes were full of tears, Fang Yunting had been softly comforting her, she seemed to be very frightened, and finally, she stretched out her arm around Fang Yunting's neck and buried her head deep in his arms, and he also hugged her gently.

Looking at these two people who were silently embracing each other, Helian Xinya's head suddenly hurt, and then it hurt in her heart, she didn't know why she was heartbroken, because Fang Yunting's affairs had never had much to do with her.

In order to alleviate the strange discomfort, Helian Xinya forcibly looked away, and only then did she realize where the thick smell of blood in the room came from.

A few steps away, there was a man covered in blood, who looked like he was dead.

Who is this person?

Helian Xinya remembered that she had just seen the woman in purple holding a short sword in her hand, and she couldn't help but boldly guess, could it be that woman who killed him?

The woman in purple was hugging Fang Yunting's neck, closing her eyes, and slowly sending her lips up.

……………… Divider..................

"Prince Yan, why are you here?"

Ye Qing turned his head and found that Yuan Ziming was tugging at his sleeve, and as soon as he said it, he realized that he was wrong, and he was busy bowing and saluting.

"It's rude and rude, Ye Qing pays a visit to Prince Yan-"

"Come with me!"

Ye Qing's words were interrupted viciously, and he found that Yuan Ziming was sweating profusely, panting and anxious, and he pulled up his sleeve and strode forward.

"Hey, Prince Yan, where are you taking me up? Now it's dark, and you are still outside and don't go back to the palace, can the Queen Mother rest assured?"

Being dragged by Prince Yan like this, he was really flattered, "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and follow me! I won't let you go if something happens!" Yuan Ziming yelled at him, his eyes didn't know if it was because he was too nervous or for some other reason, he turned red, and he clenched Ye Qing's sleeves very tightly. It was so tight that his sleeves were crumpled.

It was only at this time that Ye Qing realized the severity of the matter, obediently closed his mouth, and followed him quickly.