Rong Xi knew that it was useless to let him go away, outsiders thought that King Ning Leng Yixiu was cold and hard, but they didn't know that under those appearances, the thickness of His Royal Highness King Ning's skin was also super first-class.

Leng Yixiu sniffed the fragrance of her hair, put his arms around her, felt the softness of the fragrance on her body, and muttered, "Rongxi...... Rongxi ......"

"Huh?" Rong Xi leaned on him lazily, listening to him keep calling his name, but he didn't say anything else, so he could only ask suspiciously.

"It's okay," Leng Yixiu's voice came muffled, and then he muttered twice.

Rong Xi wanted to laugh, but she didn't know how, she felt a little sour and slightly sweet in her heart, she brushed his hanging hair with her hand, and was silent for a while, wanting to say a few words to him, but found that his breathing became slightly heavier and deeper, she couldn't help crying and laughing, this guy ...... I actually fell asleep.

This time is indeed too busy, Dabi should have started, but because Feng Yinan dragged the list of contestants to hand in, it was postponed again and again, and now there is such a thing as Yun Shan.

Dabi is not finished satisfactorily, if these people are not sent back safely, this matter cannot be considered over, and the pressure that comes with these things is on Leng Yixiu's body, how can he not be tired?

Rong Xi sighed softly and didn't move him again, just pulled the brocade quilt and let him sleep peacefully.

Hugging each other and sleeping here, but the palace of King Qi is not peaceful, Rong Qiu is confined in her own yard, and the door is guarded by two mothers-in-law, no matter how she shouts and kicks, it is to no avail, those two people are like wood, let her make trouble, but there is no reaction.

Rong Qiu was extremely tired, sliding down the door panel, slumped on the ground, and a cold breath came out of the bluestone brick floor, breaking through the gorgeous clothes on her body without any hindrance, stimulating her delicate skin, but she didn't want to move.

How can the coldness on her skin compare to the coldness in her heart? It was as if a sharp claw had torn a hole in her chest, and the cold wind whistled through it, and a heart had already been frozen, and the flowing blood had long since dried up.

Her fingers gripped into the cracks of the bluestone bricks, her shallot-like nails were broken, and the bright colors were sticking to the mud, like teeth with open mouths, ugly and terrifying.

The boundless coldness and boundless hatred made her feel like she was in hell and could not turn over.

The night breeze blows the trees in the courtyard, and the sound of those branches and leaves seems to be a song from hell, making the courtyard without lights even more gloomy, like someone whimpering softly in the wind.

Rong Qiu looked at the dark sky, the past kept reappearing in her mind, and then constantly erased, countless cycles, and repeatedly.

Those carefree times for girls, the daring impersonation, the young prince who was as bright as a jade tree, and the pure heart of love.

How did it come to be what it is? Rong Qiu's eyes shone brightly, like a ghost fire in the dark night, flashing with endless hatred.

"Plop" two sounds, it seems that something has fallen, Rong Qiu, who was on the side of the door, was stunned at first, and then sat up straight, she pricked up her ears and listened carefully, as if ...... I couldn't hear the breathing of the two mothers-in-law.

She turned around suddenly, leaned on the door panel, looked out through the crack in the door, and saw a dark shadow coming between the two mothers-in-law, and the two mothers-in-law had fallen to the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

Rong Qiu covered her mouth in shock, her eyes widened, watching the black shadow walk towards her step by step.

The shadow didn't walk very fast, and even stumbled a little, just a few steps, but a few times she almost fell, and she looked back in the direction of the door, for fear that others would find out.

The shadow came to the door, stretched out her hand and groped for a while, Rong Qiu heard the sound of unlocking, her heart "thumped", and she was about to jump out of her throat.

Soon, the man opened the door and got in through the narrow gap, and Rong Qiu had taken a few steps back before she came in, looking at the person vigilantly and suspiciously, the man looked through the gap for a while, and found that no one was following, so he closed the door and turned to look at Rong Qiu who was standing there.

Rong Qiu also looked at the person who came, this is a woman, the clothes on her body can't see the texture in the night, but it doesn't feel very bad, and the style is new, just wrinkled, like she has been wearing it for many days.

The woman's hair was not combed well, it was just scattered, and she pulled it at random, and the hairpin on her head had a faint flash of light, and she stared at Rong Qiu without blinking with her two eyes.

Rong Qiu saw that this woman's face was thin, because of thinness, her eyes looked bigger, although they were very bright, but they were not that kind of healthy look, but there was a sense of emptiness, reminiscent of the candle that was about to burn out, bright, but on the verge of the end.

However, she did not know this woman.

Rong Qiu swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked, "Who are you?" ”

The woman looked at Rong Qiu, who was dressed in a wolf bèi, and when she heard her question, she giggled, looking a little weird in this night, "You are Mrs. Rong?" ”

Rong Qiu nodded, but she still couldn't recognize who the woman in front of her was, she asked a little impatiently, "Who are you?" Why did you come to Mrs. Ben's house? ”

The woman just stared at her, didn't answer her words, and asked herself, "Are you the most favored woman of King Qi?" ”

Rong Qiu bit her lip, she stalked her neck, held her chin high, and had a proud look on her face, but she couldn't say the word "yes".

Sort of? Do you count as yourself? King Qi's favorite woman?

Not now, right? So...... Was it before?

At the moment when she was stunned, the woman laughed again, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and the light under her eyes was brighter, with obvious sarcasm, "It's a shame that you still believe this kind of nonsense!" Favored? Who did he really love? ”

Hearing this, Rong Qiu suddenly understood, perhaps...... This woman is just one of the many women in this palace, who was once favored by Leng Yiwei, and now she ......

She took a slight breath, looked at the woman's emaciated and haggard look, and then looked at her eyes that shone with a strange light, and she didn't dare to imagine her future.

"I heard your cry just now," the woman's voice turned and lowered slightly, she lowered her eyes, as if remembering something, and said with some pain: "I have also cried like you......"

Her voice slowly lowered, and when she said the last word, she couldn't hear it, but Rong Qiu shuddered.

The woman raised her head, slowly stretched out her arms, and her fingers gently caressed the wide sleeves of the garment, like the wings of an unfurled butterfly, shining softly in the hazy moonlight.

Rong Qiu looked at the brilliance of the clothes, and suddenly found that the clothes that were obviously inconspicuous just now were reborn at this moment, and it turned out that this was the famous moonlight silk!

This kind of material is extremely difficult to weave, every inch of silk is golden, but there is a kind of low-key luxury, after making clothes, usually do not feel anything, but compared with other fine silks are more delicate and smoother, but at night, by the moonlight, the brilliance will be sentient, such as pearls under the bright moon, the light is soft but eye-catching.

And this woman is actually wearing such clothes! It can be seen how favored she used to be! So...... Why did you end up in such a situation?

"Isn't it beautiful?" The woman gently stroked the clothes on her body and said softly, with a strange smile on her face, "It's a pity......"

Her words changed, her eyes suddenly sharpened, and her tone became calm, "It's a pity that this dress is not mine!" No matter how expensive it is, I don't want it! Because it's another woman's! But...... Only when I wear this dress can I have the opportunity to meet the prince again, and I will have the opportunity to make him think of me and look at me again, you say...... Isn't it ridiculous? ”

Rong Qiu listened quietly, she was suddenly a little nervous, and an unknown feeling slowly grew in her heart, making the tip of her heart tremble slightly.

"I also thought about it for a long time before I realized that day, why did the prince look at me in this dress and be distracted? Afterward...... And why did you let me take off my clothes? Later, I finally figured it out," the woman's fingers gently caressed her shirt, her long pointed nails like sharp little daggers, and the fabric made a slight sound.

Her voice suddenly sharpened, "How much I want to ruin this dress...... Think more! But no, no...... Well, that's the woman's clothes. ”

She smiled at Rong Qiu again, the smile on her emaciated face, her pale and unpowdered face, her blue-gray lips, and her bright and empty eyes, all of which were so cold and cold, making her look like a ghost.

"It's a coincidence," the woman's smile became stronger, Rong Qiu unconsciously took a step back, the woman didn't seem to notice, and said to herself: "You are her sister, this eyebrow ...... It's a bit imaginative, no wonder, no wonder, you will marry into the palace and be favored. ”

Her sister? What does that mean?

Rong Qiu's scalp exploded, a little numb, and her ears kept roaring with those words, like summer thunder, resounding across the sky and splitting into her heart.

"Who are you talking about?" After a while, she struggled to find her voice and asked astringently.

"You don't know?" The woman covered her lips and smiled, and the light on her sleeve flashed again, "She is Princess Ning." I don't know where she is good, so that King Ning is dead set on her, and now, there is actually one more King of Qi, but I don't know, can this King Qi follow his wish one day? ”

"You talk nonsense!" Rong Qiu roared, as if he had exhausted all his strength, "You say! Who are you? Why did the third watch run to Mrs. Ben's courtyard in the middle of the night and talk nonsense?! ”

"Am I talking nonsense? Well, I sue you for who I am. The woman pulled her hair and said softly, "I am Mrs. Liu, Liu Yuhe." ”