Shang Xuesleeve opened her mouth, if she didn't have to say so, but what he said was indeed what she wanted to redeem and make up. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

She remembered His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, when he went to Shicheng Guan Laojun, and knew from the mouths of others that he didn't want to disturb the people a little, but what about himself...... She nodded and said, "If you need me to come to the door to apologize, I am willing, after all, the matter started because of me." However, Lord Kuang, the Xinyin Club will no longer sing in Yunshui...... You can also remove the person you arranged......"

Kuang Mingzhu's face turned red rarely, and said: "I just think, if you are willing to sing, then sing enough, and I don't want others to disturb you." ”

Shang Xuesleeve wanted to say, what's the point of singing like that?

There was no need to explain or argue any more, she got up, saluted, and said, "Lord Kuang, you have a good rest, I will take my leave first." ”

When she left the main hall, she felt a burst of dazzling eyes, and it was already noon.

Shang Xuesleeve covered his eyes with his hands, and in the shadows, he saw that a few people were walking quickly towards this side on the way from the gate to the main hall.

When those people came to the door, they stopped, and Shang Xuesleeve couldn't help but raise his head.

The person at the head was an old man in a brocade robe, the corners of his mouth drooped downward, the nasolabial folds on both sides were extremely deep, his brows were furrowed, his eyes were very sharp, and he was also looking at Shang Xue's sleeves.

But after a while, as if he had confirmed something, his face was full of anger, he took a step back, and only let out a low "um" in his mouth, and the people behind him surrounded him.

Before Shang Xuesleeve could make a sound, he was gagged, and four powerful guards surrounded him, and he didn't even need a rope, so he moved directly.

She only felt that her arm was twisted in severe pain, but a pair of eyes couldn't help but look into the main hall, the old man snorted lightly, "Demon", and said, "Take it to the apse." ”

She looked at the old man in horror, only to find that the old man also had a round face, in fact, his eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Kuang Mingzhu, and she reacted in hindsight that he must be the father of Kuang Mingzhu who rarely mentioned, and even if he did, he was extremely stern - the previous county guard Kuang Shirong.

No matter how much she struggled, she was almost carried by four guards like a grasshopper shaking a tree, but in a moment she was carried to the apse and fell heavily to the ground.

Before Shang Xuesleeve could get up from the ground, he was tied up again, the old man must have been prepared, and said "Go down", and the four guards respectfully retreated to cover the door of the palace, and then he slowly walked to Shang Xuesleeve, and looked at it for a while before saying, "Demon." ”

In the morning, Shang Xuechong had already been called even more ugly, and she was smashed with pickles on her face, she was still like this in the eyes of the people of Yunshui, and in the eyes of Kuang Mingzhu's father, it must be a "disaster" general existence, no wonder she wanted to speak ill of her to anger her.

But her mouth was gagged, she couldn't say a word of justification, and she could only make a whimpering sound even hard, and she only felt extremely frightened in her heart, and she didn't know what Kuang Shirong was going to do to her.

But in the blink of an eye, she went from fear to fear.

There was a jade pot on the table in the middle of the apse, and Kuang Shirong had just picked up the cup next to the jade pot in his hand, but the cup was silver.

He slowly lifted the jade pot, and the clear wine poured into the silver cup, and he walked towards Shang Xuesleeve step by step, and Shang Xuesleeve saw all kinds of emotions of disgust, hatred, and fear in his eyes.

As he approached, the occasional dripping of wine as he walked, and the silver cup swayed, revealing a pitch-black color inside.

Kuang Shirong walked along: "Demon...... How dare you come back? If you dare to come back, I will dare to kill you again......"

Shang Xuesleeve screamed in horror, but he could only make a thin sound, and only his throat hurt.

"I can't let you mistake Mingzhu again......" He stretched out his thin hand and grabbed Shang Xuesleeve, Shang Xuesleeve turned his head and desperately crawled in the opposite direction, but his hands were tied behind his back, how could he escape!

For a moment, she felt a sharp pain in her scalp, but it was Kuang Shirong who pulled her hair from behind and pulled it back, Shang Xuesleeve couldn't help but look up while suffering from pain, tears flowed out at once, Kuang Shirong seemed to be waiting for this moment, and the wine glass had already reached her mouth while she was looking up like this!

Shang Xuesleeve couldn't even care about being afraid, her mind was blank, only the wine glass with black inner walls but still clear was left, as if the corners of her mouth were in contact with moisture, and her nose was already full of the aroma of wine, her tears became more and more turbulent, and she looked back pleadingly.

Such a pleading glance seemed to make Kuang Shirong's hand pause, but the hand that was tugging Shang Xue's sleeve's hair tightened, and he muttered, "Mingyu...... Not ......"

Mingyu ......

These two words were like a boulder in the water in Shang Xue's heart, setting off a monstrous wave!

Kuang Shirong gritted his teeth, and was about to pour it down again, when Shang Xue's sleeves were already short, he turned around and wrapped his hair around the front of his face, and crashed into his arms.

Shang Xue's sleeves had limited strength, so he only knocked him down and staggered, and then crawled to the side.

Although Kuang Shirong did not fall, but most of the wine was spilled, he calmed down, threw the silver cup, and went straight to the table to hold the wine jug, but after a while, he walked behind Shang Xuesleeve.

His face was too hideous and terrifying, Shang Xuesleeve didn't even dare to turn his head, only rubbed his unkempt hair and squirmed forward, and heard the footsteps behind her, and her tears were already flowing all over her face.

She didn't know when, the footsteps had stopped, and she was still struggling desperately forward, and even felt that the silence was even more terrifying—until there was a "bang", and a few green jade shavings and water droplets with the smell of wine splashed in front of her eyes.

It seemed that the pot of poisoned wine had fallen to the ground, and she stopped crawling and slowly turned back.

Kwong's blood was gurgling down the tip of the sword that pierced his chest, onto her skirt and shoes. With a look of disbelief on his face, he tried to turn away, but the sword wouldn't allow him to turn around, and finally, he said with a smile on his face, "I'm doing it for your own good." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword was drawn, and blood spurted out at once.

Shang Xue looked blankly at the blood coming towards her, splashing her face, the smell of blood came to her nose, and she felt nauseous.

Kwong Shirong has not died.

He glared at Shang Xuesleeve hatefully and said, "Demon." Only then did he pounce on Shang Xuesleeve, but he looked dead, Shang Xuesleeve had lost the ability to move, looked at it in a daze, and saw Kuang Shirong's body being dragged from behind and thrown aside. (To be continued.) )