She should have expected the gentleness and virtuousness of the person in front of her, but she pretended to be unwilling, she regretted why she spoke against her in the first place. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

She closed her eyes. Quietly waiting for the breath of death, dragging the crippled body to endure the pain, the night saw the crimson quietly end with the fading crimson. How can I relieve the pain of piercing my heart! She hated, she hated her Nafuxiu, and she hated herself at this time, hated her incompetence and helplessness.

Fu Xiu clasped Lan Concubine's bones more and more ruthlessly, seeing that she had no chance to fight back in pain, he threw out the knife-like words, "Kill you?" Too cheap for you! ”

Fuxiu suddenly let go of his hand, and once again pulled her sweaty face, and his eyes emitted a cold light, which was unpredictable. He breathed out the breath of Youlan lightly, and said slowly: "In your life, you can't escape the palm of this palace!" This cold palace is your final destination! ”

Fuxiu stood up, turned his back leisurely, and saw that the clouds outside him were flushed, and gradually faded, and a little dull. breathed a long sigh of relief, the cold palace was really cold.

Wu Yashi, this palace will not let you die, this palace wants you to watch, watch this palace step by step to ascend to the throne, watch me Nafuxiu really rise, watch the unpredictability of this harem, and watch the glitz and glitz finally in the hands of my Nafuxiu!

Fu Xiu turned his back, and his long skirt swept every inch of land in front of Lan Concubine, pulling out a long shadow, and then disappeared outside the broken pine door of the cold palace, without a trace.

The sky was red with the tears of the clouds, but I was the one who laughed and wept.

Lan Concubine sat slumped in the corner, cold and cold, her fingertips frozen like frost. The house is broken, the words are broken, and the heart hurts. The disgusted man disappeared outside the pine gate, and what she saw was the man's proud and noble figure, and the outline gradually faded away. She relieved for a long time, and her joints were still painful. I tried to get up, but I could barely stand up, but I couldn't stand up. Fists smashed into fists and smashed to the ground with all their might. frowned and twisted into a thread. Is she so unbearable? Is Leng Gong really her nightmare......

Lan Concubine was full of hatred, the sun was setting, and the darkness covered her eyes, she finally wanted to find that person to ask for her life, and to find that person to seek revenge......

"Nafuxiu, you must not die well, you must not die well!"

The voice echoed between the palace walls for a long time, echoing in the gloomy moonlight of the cold palace, echoing for a long time......

It's been another night.

Autumn people don't sleep at the beginning of the cold, their hearts are close to their mothers, and they are three watches in the middle of the night. Lying on the couch hurts in the back, stops at the face is pale, the thoughts are bloodless, the books accompany me all my life without worry, but I am helpless, I can't heal the heartache, and I can't think in vain. One is my lifelong attachment, and the other is my dearest bloodline, heh, Sister Yurong, you live so hard, so tired!

Concubine Rong looked at the words in the book casually, "There is a lesbian car, disabled, when can I follow you in the car and leave this place."

Concubine Rong was fascinated when she saw it, and she didn't want to fall asleep, leaning on the green wood pillar, staring at the book, unwilling to leave the world of books.

The night shrouded the earth, and the hazy layer of smoke and the moon was white, and the vast sky poured endlessly. It is slightly cool in autumn, and the redundant walls and grass are desolate and desolate. Qingning Zhu Wall is a little depressed, dim and dull, hazy and twilight, midnight Zigui cries moonlight, carelessly, sad about the palace deep, plated with a layer of silver light like cicada wings, Yao is a little bit of slow steps, I am afraid that it will disturb the maple leaves between the trees, difficult.

Qingning Palace, after all, is to see the life and death of the people in the palace. Fuxiu pushed open the dilapidated red pine door, and entered the curtain with a soft and weak figure, leaning on the couch pillar to read a book. Slowly entering, Qingning Hall has not changed at all, but it has been lost for a while, and it will always rise again.

Fuxiu opened his mouth lightly and said: "Na Yurong, hiding here and reading, it is better to use it on the blade." There are many women in the palace, isn't it a solution to use them on any of them......"

"Fuxiu, didn't you say that you will never step into Qingning half a step in this life? Can't play this drama anymore? Or is everything that needs to be done? Concubine Rong put down the scroll, her face was full of tenderness, looking at her sister who she hadn't seen for months, she was very happy in her heart, but I couldn't afford to stay, it didn't matter.

"Long time no see, Fuxiu, you're still the same old look, still the same old way that I hate very much!"

The injury is no longer painful to the bone, although Su's injury is deep, now she can come, but it is only a three-inch deep injury, the pain of skin and flesh, why not! It is no longer painful, she is my sister, the face of the Na family, why should there be sorrow and intrigue between sisters. "The etiquette is not good, don't blame Fu Xiu!"

In the middle of the autumn night, it is inevitable that the cold wind will be bleak, shivering, the red leaves are fluttering, and the path is secluded.

"Now, she is in the cold palace, and you don't have to hate. You can rest assured, everything she has done, this palace, will let her repay it little by little in the cold palace. Fuxiu's cold eyes softened a little, looking at her, she was still the same soft and weak her, my sister.

"Thank you for your medicine......" Fu Xiu said thank you casually, a little unwilling, but a little ashamed, to her Jiang Jijiao, even if it is a sister, I have to fight, and I have to convince her.

Fuxiu's heart is still as willful as when he was a child, but he has faded a little immaturity and replaced the coldness and calmness left over by the years. Seeing that she got carried away, forgot to sit on the carved wooden bench, and looked at her, I couldn't help but silently leave a line of tears.

"What's wrong with Fuxiu...... What medicine? Concubine Rong pretended to be ignorant, but she knew it. Hua Sui did not fail in his mission, and the medicine he was asking for was sent to Gantang Palace, and a big stone fell to the ground in his heart. The weak body, sick like a west, three points of beauty and three points of melancholy.

"If you really want to thank you, you will use your power to cut off Concubine Lan's way out of the cold palace!" It was my body that hurt, and she was fine. Wu Ya's family is not allowed to stay, any woman is terrible, out of reach, now Qing Yuan, high above, far above himself, even if I don't want to stay in this deep palace, I don't want to see that I am intrigued, what can I do!

"I'm just your chess ......" Concubine Rong leaned on Aoki, her eyes flashed with sadness, thinking that she would not be the same as before in the future, and she was afraid that she would fall too deep and be framed, why did she set foot in the emperor's house, full of bitter tears and bitter words.

"Sister, I need you." I'm afraid it's the matter of Concubine Duan, the only object of everyone's suspicion is me, if I don't divert my attention, I'm afraid that the false name of this target will be in trouble, so I can only fly separately.