There was no expression on his ore-like rough face, and his eyes flashed like a hungry tiger, staring at the poetry and picturesqueness.

"Hand over the people, I won't tell Your Highness."

"General Yanjiao, I really want to hand over people to you, but unfortunately, I really don't have the assassins you mentioned here." Poetry is a gamble, betting that no one dares to enter her bedroom without the permission of the stingy.

Yan Yan frowned slightly, her eyes flashed with impatience, she pushed away Shiruhua's petite body, and walked towards the dormitory.

"You can, if you can't find someone, what should you do?" The poetic consciousness was extremely cold and hard, and the corners of the cold and hard mouth pulled out a shallow arc:

"Then I owe you a favor." After finishing speaking, she pushed aside the picturesque poem and stepped across the palace gate into the dormitory, the empty dormitory was filled with smoke, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone into the palace, smearing a warm color on the lonely dormitory.

Tiger eyes searched everywhere, Shiruhua stood behind him, his face was calm, but his heart was in his throat, and he trembled slightly with the figure of Fen Huan.

Dian Liang didn't find anyone in the dormitory, her rough eyebrows were almost squeezed together into a mountain, her eyes flashed, she caught a glimpse of the fallen shark silk treasure Luo tent, glanced sideways at Shi Ru Picturesque, raised her feet and walked to the bed, Shi Ru hurriedly followed, just wanted to pass on her consciousness, but she quickly picked up the Luo Tent, her eyes swept inside, there was no figure in the empty, she was slightly disappointed, she was a little disappointed, she was about to leave, and she was just face to face with Shi Ru Picturesque.

"General Xuan, how is it? Did you find someone? The poetic picture quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and the pounding heart stabilized, and the consciousness of ridicule was transmitted to the other party.

Glancing at her, she walked sideways past her, walked to the door, stood still, turned around, and arched her hand:

"This time I am reckless, please forgive the picturesque girl, she owes the girl a favor, if necessary, she will do so."

The poetry was picturesque, but I didn't expect it to be so simple, just wanted to transmit consciousness, but heard a loud 'boom', through the window, I saw a fire in the distance, the flames of the mushroom cloud rose to the sky, rolling, and the figure flickered.

Startled, she hurriedly ran out of the dormitory, and looked up into the distance:

"Picturesque girl, it is difficult to chase after a horse." With a few words, he flew up and ran towards the fire.

Shiruhua stood at the gate of the palace, contemplating her eyebrows, and saw the palace maid Qiaoque running in from outside the door in a hurry, and ran to Shiruhua's side in one breath to stand still, patting her chest with her little hand, and panting and saying:

"Girl, the assassin has been discovered again, and the general of the Assassin and the Lord of the Assassin are trying their best to arrest the assassin."

Shiru's face changed slightly, regardless of others, the volley flew up, the water sleeves shocked, and the figure disappeared in the 'Picturesque Palace'.

"Oh, girl, you can't go there." was so anxious that Qiao Que stomped his feet, and hurriedly ran to catch up.

Shiruhua is anxious, afraid that Wu Yu will be found to be more auspicious and less auspicious, no matter what, he is the person of the Sea Emperor, for the sake of the obsession in her heart, she also has to protect him thoroughly.

Flying and landing on the place where the flames were vacated, I saw that the surrounding ice and snow were shattered, the mountains and rocks collapsed, the green was messy, and the surroundings were in a mess.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, goose-feather snow fell from the dim sky, covering all traces in less than a moment.

Shiruhua flew up, stood in the air and looked around to see where the figure was, why there was no trace of them around, at the anxious moment, I saw a figure flashing behind a snowy mountain in the northwest corner, fast as lightning, Shiruhua frowned, swept in the air, floated towards the figure, quietly landed on a tree next to him, looked down at the person, and was surprised in his heart, it was Jian Mengdie, what was she doing sneakily.

Jian Mengdie hid behind the snowy mountain, poked her head out and saw that there was no other figure, so she hurriedly came out and walked towards the ice cave, taking advantage of the two assassins to attract Zhu Yu and Lord Yu, she wanted to find that kind of thing quickly.

Before coming to the ice cave, he stretched out his hand and moved forward slowly, as soon as he arrived at the entrance of the cave, he was spread out by a wave of air, and his body shook a few times, Jian Mengdie's face became extremely ugly, she bit her lips, took a few steps back and stood still, her arms staggered, and she saw a wisp of black light shuttling with the rotation of her arms, the black light became more and more intense, and her arms pushed towards the entrance of the cave, the black light collided with the air waves at the entrance of the cave, the entrance of the cave shook and shook, and the air waves emerged, and waves continued to surge, hitting the black light, making a roar of collapse and cracking, Splashing snow-white ice flowers, Jian Mengdie was shocked, her body was hit by the air waves and retreated again and again, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

Jian Mengdie's arms swiped, and another fierce black light surged towards the air waves, and the blood flowing from the corners of her mouth was more and more colorful.

Like a frenzied tide slapping stones, the two collided, rolling up a thousand layers of snow waves, overwhelming, the white snow flying in the sky seemed to be crazy, and the tornado surged to the entrance of the cave The light became more and more powerful air waves, the air waves spread layer by layer, like the waves of the sea, surging rapidly, constantly slapping the black light, sending out a roar all day long, the light in the middle of the air wave was sheng, a dazzling white light pierced the sky, pierced the clouds, brilliant and dazzling.

Standing on the tree, the poetry was picturesque, and in the distance, the two assassins were fighting fiercely, and the others were even more shocked, their faces changed suddenly, someone was breaking the seal of the ice cave, and without saying a word, Zhu Yu and Yu Yu threw down the two assassins and flew towards the direction of the ice cave.

'Ah' Jian Mengdie screamed, her delicate body turned around in the air a few times and fell heavily on the ground covered with snow, her mind was dizzy, she looked up, she couldn't help but be discouraged, the seal at the entrance of the ice cave was restored to the same as before, the seal of the surging waves was hidden in the mouth of the cave again, and she failed again after trying for a long time, Jian Mengdie gritted her teeth and stood up, just wanted to try again, the sound of clothes floating in the air made her hurriedly sweep the air and leave quickly, and her swaying figure was covered by the goose-feather snow.

The poetic picture standing on the tree wanted to leave, but the figures of Zhu Yu and Yu were already in front of him, and he hurriedly restrained his breath and quietly hid the person in the dense leaves.

He fell at the entrance of the cave and looked around, his thick eyebrows were locked, but there were traces of destruction around him, but there was no human figure in sight.

"Hooves, someone wants to go into the ice cave." Looking at the entrance of the cave, he narrowed his purple eyes coldly, and a murderous aura emanated from his body.

"Your Highness is in retreat, and you are about to pee at night, and it seems that someone is peeping into the cave." After walking around and not finding it, his nose moved, his eyes fell on the direction where Jian Mengdie disappeared, he lifted his lips and smiled, and the purple light in his eyes flowed.

"Don't worry, Your Highness has your own arrangements." After finishing speaking, his eyes also fell on the direction in which Jian Mengdie disappeared, and the murderous aura in his eyes was even stronger.

"Let's go!" The two of them flickered and disappeared.

After a long time, the picturesque fell from the trees, and the red robe made a beautiful arc in the wind and snow.

She stared at the ice cave quietly, and she really couldn't understand what Jian Mengdie wanted to get by risking death to enter the ice cave, when she visited the ice cave during the day, there was nothing else in it except the strange-shaped stalactites.

Shiruhua stood at the entrance of the cave and pondered for a long time, until the voice of the palace maid Qiaoque came from the wind in the distance, and then hurriedly returned to his senses, swept away, and the wind and snow buried everything just now.

The tall and rugged figure slowly walked out behind the snowy mountain, and the hungry tiger-like eyes fell on the mouth of the ice cave, flickering.

Shiruhua walked towards Qiaoque head-on, and saw the anxiety in her eyes, and her heart warmed slightly.

"Oh, girl, Qiaoque has finally found you." Qiao Que rushed over and grabbed Shiru's sleeve, mist appeared in his eyes, wiped it hard, and then said again.

"Girl, you can't run around tomorrow, I heard that the assassin fled again, and the general was furious, and sent dozens of golden soldiers to search carefully in the city, and now, the city is in chaos."

Wu Huan was not caught, Shi Ru Picturesque's heart was put down, and a faint smile was shown on her face, and she returned to the 'Picturesque Palace' to sit on the side of the bed and look at the bed, there was no trace of blood on the sheets.

"Girl, the slave is going to prepare warm water for you, okay?" The palace maid Qiaoque and Youling bowed down and stood to the side and asked in a low voice.

Shiruxiang nodded, she was indeed a little tired, so it was good to take a shower to relieve her fatigue.

Qiao Que and You Ling hurriedly went out to prepare, and after a while, they prepared the bath bucket in the side hall, and came to the side hall picturesquely and asked You Ling and the two to close the palace door and wait outside.

Layer by layer of undressing, revealing the white and tender skin inside, beautiful curves, seductive lines, every place seems to show the ultimate charm, lifting the leg and slowly sliding into the bath bucket, letting the water surface swallow the skin little by little, spreading to the shoulders, the picturesque leaning on the bath bucket comfortably take a deep breath, the fragrance of flowers wafting in the water, lingering on the tip of the nose, reaching out to pick up the water waves, slowly slipping from between the fingers, the picturesque and blurred face is floating in the layers of mist.

A sense of comfort from the soles of her feet made her moan a few lowly, closed her eyes, relaxed her body and mind, the whole person seemed to be floating in the water, her limbs were soaked in the water and warm, and the knuckles felt particularly slow, as if there were a pair of hands on her body to massage, the strength was moderate, and it was comfortable.

There are hands in massage!!!

The poetry was picturesque, and suddenly opened his eyes, but there was no one in front of him, and when he looked at other places, he was also empty, there was no one at all, only the mist blocked the sight, ethereal and misty.

Shiruhua frowned, that feeling can't be wrong, just now, it really seemed that a pair of hands were massaging her, and it was so comfortable that her heart trembled. Got up, took a splash and slipped from the body, the elegant fragrance emitted by the water was shocking, put on the robe, pushed the door out picturesquely, Youling hurriedly shook off the cloak and put it on her, and said in a low voice:

"Girl, dinner is ready."

The pace of walking forward paused, and he was about to eat, Shiruhua sighed silently, just walked to the door of the dormitory, he heard a sound of footsteps behind him, Shiruhua turned around and looked, and saw an old lady wearing a palace dress, without a trace of expression on her face, leading the two palace maids straight to her, Qiaoque and Youling saw this and hurriedly took a few steps forward and bowed:

"The slave has seen the palace mother-in-law."

Granny Gong just snorted, walked past the two of them and went straight to Shiru's picture, stood still, and said coldly:

"You are the picturesque girl, the person whom Your Highness is in love with?"

Shiruxiang raised his eyebrows and glanced at Youling, who understood and bowed down to explain:

"Girl, this is the palace mother-in-law, the person who serves Her Highness."

Shiruhua understood that this was a sassy person, so she nodded, turned around and walked indoors, and the palace mother-in-law led the palace maid into the palace with an expressionless face.

Shiruxiang sat down and raised her hand to signal the palace mother-in-law to sit down, and the palace mother-in-law stood to the side expressionlessly, and said indifferently:

"The poet girl is the person who His Royal Highness loves, I don't dare to be presumptuous with the old woman, and today the old woman came to serve His Highness's dictation, and she wants to make a wedding dress for the poet girl overnight." Mother-in-law Gong has an expression of rejection thousands of miles away, faint, alienated, and difficult to approach.

Hearing the word "happy dress", the hand that fell in the water sleeve was clenched tightly, Shiru's face turned cold, and her eyes were staring at the face of the palace mother-in-law:

"I, did you say you want to make a wedding dress?" The cold consciousness sounded in Granny Gong's mind, and Granny Gong did not change at all, and still spoke one by one.

"The old slave is just under the dictation of His Royal Highness, and he also asks the poet girl to cooperate." After speaking, with a wave of his hand, the two palace maids behind him stepped forward to measure Shiruhua, and the angry Shiruhua raised her hand to push the two of them away, and looked at the palace mother-in-law with cold eyes.

"How dare you without my permission!" Consciousness was screaming, but Granny Gong was still unmoved.

"Since the poet girl doesn't want the two of them to tailor for you, then the old slave comes." As she spoke, she waved her hand to make the two retreat, and she walked directly to Shiruhua's side and took out a silk thread from her arms to measure her.

Poetry and painting turned around, retreated, the palace mother-in-law stepped forward, flicked her fingers, and the silk thread seemed to have spirituality falling towards the poetic body, and the poetry was furious, and the light in her palm flashed, and she slapped to the chest of her mother-in-law.

Granny Gong's face remained unchanged, and as soon as she stepped on her feet, blue ice suddenly appeared on the ground, spreading, instantly freezing the tables and chairs, and spreading towards the picturesque feet.

Youling and Qiaoque were shocked, hurriedly rushed forward and knelt on the ground, hugging the palace mother-in-law's thigh and begging for mercy in a panic:

"Granny Gong, don't, don't, the girl is the person His Royal Highness values the most, you can't hurt it."

The ice has spread to the soles of Shiruhua's feet, Shiruhua was shocked, flew up, and flicked the frozen chair with one finger to fly to the palace mother-in-law, the palace mother-in-law's face did not change, kicked away the excellent and skillful magpie, the light in her eyes flashed, and then stepped on the foot, and another wisp of ice covered the top, spreading up along everything in the palace at a very fast speed, and approaching the poetry that fell on the palace Ding furnace.

The poetry is picturesque and angry, the murderous machine protrudes, the fierce light in her eyes reappears, and this dead old woman is looking for death.

The whole person flew up, his hands were staggered, the light was sheng, and a ray of black light flashed in the middle rushed straight towards the palace mother-in-law, the palace mother-in-law hurriedly raised her hand, a blue light group greeted the black light, the moment of the collision, the palace mother-in-law's body shook a few times, and the foot was forced, and the ice covered the Ding furnace along the traces of the poetry and the picturesque body flew up directly to the poetry.

The five fingers formed a circle, the black light was picturesque and bombarded to the palace mother-in-law, the figure did not stop, the poetry flashed, pounced in front of the palace mother-in-law, the five fingers were open, grabbing the neck of the mother-in-law, the palace mother-in-law changed her face for the first time, hurriedly retreated, her arms blocked the five fingers, the sharp light in her eyes was deeper, and she raised her foot with a cold cold air and kicked the picturesque body, and her person turned over again, which could avoid the five fingers of the picturesque black light.

Shiruxiang sneered silently, five fingers into claws, a turn, 'bang' grabbed her chest, and pressed down heavily, the palace mother-in-law felt a pain in her chest, the whole person was smashed to the ground, the ice was broken, and it melted in an instant, and the poetry flew back, standing in the hall, coldly staring at the palace mother-in-law who fell to the ground.

The two palace maids who came with hurriedly stepped forward and wanted to help the palace mother-in-law up, but she threw them away, and the two of them staggered and stood there in fear at a loss.

Granny Gong got up, stared at the picturesque with an expressionless face, and still opened her mouth without waves and said:

"No matter what, Xifu must be measured today."

"I'm afraid that you won't be able to succeed, but the person will die." The murderous consciousness only made Granny Gong move the corners of her eyes.

"When the old slave dies, there will be other people who will come to measure you, this is His Highness's order." Granny Gong said indifferently, as if she was not talking about her life and death.

The poetry is very picturesque, as she said, there will be other mothers-in-law after killing the palace mother-in-law, in short, they will not stop if they can't complete the order.

"Poetic girl, it's getting late, let's do it as soon as possible." The palace mother-in-law stepped forward expressionlessly, stood beside Shiruhua, stared at her expression for a while, saw that her eyebrows were wrinkled, her eyes were as cold as a knife, and there was a trace of resentment hidden, sighed, and waved her hand to order the four palace maids to exit the palace.

At the moment when the palace gate was closed, the palace mother-in-law looked at the picturesque sigh and said:

"Poet girl, forgive the old slave for talking too much, you are so stubborn and tough, I'm afraid it's not a good thing for you."

"Do you like to be forced to do things you don't like?" Consciousness asked coldly.

"It's just a wedding dress, it's still unknown whether to wear it or not, so why waste time by dwelling on it."

Shiruhua walked to the window, turned her back to the palace mother-in-law, looked up at the sunset that was about to disappear, her heart hurt as if she had been pricked by a needle, and the mist gradually appeared in her eyes.

It's just a wedding dress, it's light to say, it's easy to say!

However, for her, this wedding dress is a lifelong wedding dress, a lifetime wedding dress!

Once in a lifetime, a wedding dress!

The most beautiful scenery can only be seen once, once is a lifetime!

The most beautiful wedding dress can only be made once, worn once, and once worn is a lifetime!

How, feel free!

"No, I'm not going to make a wedding dress!!" Shiruhua turned to face Granny Gong, her firm consciousness made Granny Gong helpless, knowing that no matter what she said, she would not change her decision, so she said:

"Do you think you can escape His Highness's grasp? Or, do you have the ability to stand up to Your Highness? ”

"I'll try, this is the insistence in my heart, and no one can change it, including him." Consciousness word by word, so that the palace mother-in-law was a little moved, but only moved, there are some things that no one can change, knowing that they can't complete the task assigned by His Highness, so they walked out.

"Miss Shi, I really don't know who you insist on, isn't Your Highness treating you badly?" The palace mother-in-law's questioning voice disappeared behind the temple door, and the aftermath lingered.

In the lonely night, everything is quiet, only the four huge night pearls above the palace wall shine in the air, illuminating the world and the world.

The poetry in the sleep is picturesque, the eyebrows are wrinkled, the delicate lips are closed one by one, as if saying something in a dream, the hands unconsciously clench the futon, pull hard, sweat beads appear on the forehead, and the whole person is in a kind of uneasy and fearful sleep.

In the dormitory, the air floated for a while, rippling like water waves, a blue figure slowly emerged, the shark silk treasure tent slowly slid open, the blue figure slowly walked to the bedside, leaned over, stretched out his hand to gently wipe the sweat from her forehead, five fingers together, a ray of light flashed and shrouded in the poetic and picturesque sky.

The frowning brows were smoothed instantly, the little hand pulling the futon was slowly released, the whole person relaxed, no longer afraid and uneasy in the dream, and a faint smile slowly appeared on his lips, falling into a deep sleep.

The blue figure lay sideways beside her, his arm around her neck and his arms around her, and his other hand gently patted her on the back, like a child, with pity and doting