Princess Lanling is not dead, not dead?

At that time, the emperor personally imprisoned Princess Lanling and sent her to the polar regions, and since then, the palace has changed greatly, Princess Shanyin is approaching step by step with red eyes, the ground is covered with blood, and the corpse is lying on the ground.

When the moon is in the sky, a trace of strange red in the black sky, the country of Mexico is like a hell on earth, making a wailing and mournful sound.

The lost corpses on the ground rose up one by one, as if they had come out of hell, their eyes were deep and hollow, and their stiff bodies walked on the ground, and they pounced on and bit people when they looked for them.

Meng Xuan closed his eyes and trembled, he didn't want to think of that nightmare again in his life.

If Princess Lanling is fine, is the group of people and horses sent alive, and if so, is the emperor also alive?

"Princess Lanling." Meng Xuan cried and shouted, such a kind and beautiful woman, why did she do this to her, why.

The woman in white smiled sweetly and was barefoot on the edge of the lake, picking up pebbles and facing the sun hanging in the sky, a shining light, she laughed, "Meng Xuan, look, it's so beautiful." ”

This woman who he has been with since he was a child seems to be interested in everything in the world, and smiles at everyone, how can they bear to do it with such a pure and immaculate woman.

The woman who was covered in blood was imprisoned in the cage made of black copper, but her dark red eyes were clear and bright, and she was obviously sad, but she held back her tears and smiled, "Meng Xuan, help me take care of my mother and Ah Nai, don't blame my father... You guys... Don't hate him..."

She lowered her head and sobbed slightly, then turned her head sideways and turned her back to him, "You must take care of the two of them... Definitely..."

He resolutely knelt down and said firmly: "My subordinates swear to defend Niangniang and the little prince to the death... Take care, princess..."

Finally, he choked up and said, "Take care." ”

The grass was green on the ground, the breeze was swaying, and he watched the prison car click away, and the woman finally stiffened and turned her head to look at him with her arms in chains, her mouth moving slightly.

She said, "Take care. ”

It was in this place, just like the scenery that day, Meng Xuan raised his head and followed the team with his wings and screaming, that was when Xiao Lanling was rescued in the forest, and he took care of it every day with compassion until he recovered, and the kite was very spiritual, and since then she has been following the princess until she has become a slim girl from a little girl.

Meng Xuan was barefoot, dressed in a black robe, fluttering in the wind, and resolutely stepped on the road.

Outside the hall, wearing a bright blue deep gauze robe, revealing a trace of blood, Princess Shanyin hurriedly pushed open the door, waved open the gauze tent to see the blood on the man's lower body, looked at the peach blossom vertebrae on his hand in surprise, and lay on the bed weakly ignoring the painful look on the woman's face.

He actually came from the palace!

"Ahh

In the main hall, Princess Shanyin cried out, and looked at Qi Qi with a ruthless face, and her face was a little distorted: "For that slut, you actually treated me like this." ”

A pair of hands viciously grabbed Qiqi's neck, eager to kill him.

"You're disgusting to touch me, aren't you?"

The hand suddenly let go, and Qi Qi blushed and panted, and her expression was flat and unwavering.

"Meng Xuan is gone, you think there is no one to worry about, so you have no scruples, right?" She laughed sarcastically, and then turned to Jasmine, "Go to the mausoleum and bring me the bones of that." ”

"Yes." Jasmine whispered, then walked out, and jumped from the tall building with the black-robed man outside the door, the wind flying over the palace.

The person on the bed trembled slightly, and looked up at her, "Why should you bother, that child is already dead, and even if he dies, he won't let him rest in peace, disturbing his soul." ”

"Dead?" Princess San'in smiled weirdly.

The door of the main hall soon carried a sarcophagus, and the clear dragon pattern on the platform flew majestic, and the dust and mist on the face fell with the vibration of the black-robed man.

Qi Qi stood up and was slightly angry, "I am the one who makes you angry, if you want to torture me, put it back!" ”

"Am I not torturing you?" She sneered, disappeared into her face with a wave of sand, and raised the coffin with a palm of her hand, the body bones that were still well preserved for eight thousand years, and the petite bones inside were wearing yellow robes.

Picking up the small porcelain vase in one hand, his slender hand opened and brushed it, and a dark red blood sprinkled on the bones.

Qi Qi looked at the changes in the coffin with surprised eyes.

The little prince with a firewood skeleton gradually showed his fleshy face, his fleshy face, flawless facial features, and his pale body, a beautiful little boy who was nearly five years old opened his round eyes and looked around.

Princess San'in laughed, that woman's blood was really magical, and it was infinitely powerful.

The little boy swept his eyes and saw Princess San'in crying and shouting, "Bad woman!" ”

Princess Shanyin in the Xiaoyan Palace's face sank, and her hand snapped until she rushed over to hug the little prince.

Qi lowered her head as much as she could, sobbing again and again, begging, "Don't hurt him." ”

Sure enough, for the sake of that woman, she could do anything, and angrily swept her sleeves and said, "Pressed the two of them into the dungeon, guarded them strictly, and they couldn't step into them without my permission." ”

The black-robed man surrounded the people, and one of them said, "Please!" ”

They knew very well that the princess would not detain Lord Qiqi for too long, and there were too many exceptions for any adult.

After being pressed down, a wolf in the palace bèi ruined the princess of San'in, screaming, "Moli, Moli, I won't lose to you, no, he's mine, mine..."

Jasmine looked up, and the woman was frantically whipping and hanging on the wall, dressed in white.

In the Sizi's Mansion, the beautiful man was ashamed to put down his pen like a god, and he was wearing a white-clothed sword dancing in the bamboo forest on the table.

Yuan Tian on the side saw the fourth son come back today, almost crying and crying, and rushed over to give a hug overjoyed, and didn't even want the etiquette of the master and servant, who knew that the fourth son lowered his head with one hand and said faintly, "I am a person with a lady, don't get too close to me." ”

Then he entered the gate in style, leaving Yuan Tian stunned.

What?

When I came into the room again, I saw the four sons smiling and waving their pens, handsome and awe-inspiring paintings, and when I got closer, it was the third girl, or the same as before, but the man in front of me was smiling, a little wrong, when the four sons laughed before, they were as gentle as water and upright. Now this, smiling and showing teeth, but charming and squeamish.

In the distance, a beautiful woman came over in a panic, and when she heard that the fourth son was back, she hurriedly got up and dressed up.

A fragrance was outside, Yun Fei frowned, that woman actually came to live here, she was really ashamed.

"If you take a step further, I'll give you back."

One foot stopped on the shore of the door and shrank back.

"Husband..."

A cold voice came out of the room, "Where did you come from, where did you go back?" ”

"No... You can't do that to me. "Kong Li is like crying." I'm the wife you're marrying. ”

Formal wedding? Looking up at the front of Jinhua, he was dressed in luxury, and the jewels were dazzling on his chest, "When did I marry you?" You should know very well. ”