Chapter Eighty-Four: I Married Xuanyuan Enterprise

That foul smile made her feel her throat dry, and she couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

"What's wrong?"

"It's fine. She lowered her head, she couldn't say that she was electrocuted by his looks, right?

"Is it cold?"

Situ Yu'er shook her head and began to pay attention to the surrounding scenery.

"Yat Fei Pavilion" is a pavilion built on the edge of a cliff, one side is a towering cliff, and the other is an endless cliff.

Relying only on the moonlight, looking at it, there is quite an ethereal and lonely, a sense of independence from the world, looking down, it is black and vast, and nothing can be seen clearly, but judging from the sound of accidentally kicking the gravel and rolling down, if a person accidentally falls, there will be no bones.

"Qin'er, look. ”

With Xuanyuan Yan pointing his hand, Yu Qinli raised his head, and his heart couldn't help but shock!

"Oh my God!

A vast deep blue starry sky was like a treasure bag pierced by the gods, filling the sky with countless sparkling pearls, each of which was so big that it seemed to be plucked with one hand.

He was very satisfied with Yu Qinli's expression, and he also looked at this sea of stars: "Here, this is the most beautiful place in Huaijun Mountain, and I know that you will like it, so a few days ago, this king thought that on the first night here, I must bring Qin'er to see it." ”

Yu Qinli's eyes could not be withdrawn from the shocking starry sky, so he was heard to continue: "Because I hope that the little fairy girl will be happy, and don't be angry with this king again." ”

His heart shook again, and he turned to look at him, his expression was a little innocent and a little shy, he took a deep breath and faced Si Yu Qinli: "This king.. This king did not distrust Qin'er before, nor did he disrespect Qin'er."

"I know!" Yu Qinli smiled slightly, and her expression was a little apologetic: "Qin'er was also overly emotional that day, and she was a little unscrupulous, Qin'er was just some... I'm scared, don't blame Your Highness. ”

Xuanyuan was dumbfounded: "Then you still ignore this king after that?"

She looked innocent: "I didn't ignore you! It's that His Highness won't come the next day, and I don't have a chance to apologize, I think His Highness's heart is too small, and Qin'er is so serious?" Her expression was really full of blame.

"So you waited for the king the next night?" Xuanyuan's eyes immediately brightened like the stars in the sky.

She was stunned, did this person put the wrong point?

"I mean I wanted to apologize the next day, but I didn't get a chance. "It's good that it's night, and I can't see the blush.

"This king went out of the city that night to rescue, no, to rob the five hundred Hunan embroideries of the batch of "Shonan Weaving" in your dream. I found out three days later. "So I was angry for three days.

Xuanyuan Yan looked very careful, and a pair of peach blossom eyes tried to release a sincere gaze: "Qin'er, you see that we haven't seen each other in the past few days, and we can't communicate and exchange news in a timely manner, how many misunderstandings will this cause?

Kage-3 almost fell from the tree next to the "Yifei Pavilion"!

His ability is not good? The master said that his ability is not good? Kagesan's expression collapsed, and his face was whiter than the moon.

Shadow Five of the "Shadow Three Team" next to him patted him on the shoulder and whispered, "Good work." ”

thinks that he successfully achieved a perfect performance of sacrificing himself and illuminating the master in this incident of the master currying favor with the princess, which is not a great contribution that every shadow guard can make to the master.

Yu Qinli raised her eyebrows: "So what?"

"Therefore, it is necessary for this king to climb over the wall every night and explore at night. He said that his face was not red and he was not panting.

Yu Qin Liqian laughed out loud, she didn't want to argue with him about this matter, whether she agreed or not, he would come, wouldn't he? ”

Walking into the "Yifei Pavilion" and sitting on the stone bench, Xuanyuan Yan followed, hung the lantern on the pavilion pillar, and sat beside her.

Looking at the vast world around her, silent, Yu Qinli's delicate and beautiful facial features reflected the moonlight, and her whole body was covered with a layer of hazy whiteness, Xuanyuan's mind surged, such a woman, such a quiet time, in the future, how could he be willing to let her go?

"Qin'er, can you.. To be the real princess of this king?"

"Your Highness, do you want to... Do you know about me and Xuanyuan Qi?"

Both of them spoke at the same time, and then stopped at the same time.

Xuanyuan cleared his throat, and subconsciously felt that this was not the time to ask this question: "Qin'er will speak first." ”

Yu Qinli took a deep breath, she thought about it for a long time, how to explain to Xuanyuan Xuan that she hated Xuanyuan Qi so much, after all, he was right, he had this right.

Yu Qinli looked at him: "Qin'er has thought a lot in the past few days, in fact, His Highness's doubts are right, Qin'er is hiding some things and not telling His Highness." Today, the emperor gave the marriage, and we were officially tied to the same boat, so there are some things that I decided to tell His Highness. ”

Xuanyuan Yan had a premonition in his heart, and clenched his fists with both hands: "What does Qin'er want to say?"

Her face turned slightly pale: "Your Highness wants to know.... Why does Qin'er have to pull Xuanyuan Qi?"

His eyebrows narrowed slightly, and frankly he couldn't be sure if he wanted to know now?

But looking at Yu Qinli's expression, full of sadness and misery, he stretched out his hand and wrapped her hands in his palms: "If Qin'er says it more comfortably, this king will listen, if Qin'er doesn't want to speak, this king can not listen." ”

Yu Qinli smiled, what kind of trust does this have to give to the words that can be said?

She said, "I want to say, but I don't know if Your Highness believes it or not?"

Xuanyuan flicked her forehead, and her face darkened: "Are you deliberately responding to this king? This king said that believing you is believing you." ”

"Ahh She wanted to pull out her hand and rub her forehead, but Xuanyuan was clenched, and she complained, "It hurts!"

Xuanyuan Yancai stretched out his hand again, rubbing the place where he flicked with the thumb of his right hand, and the touch of the fingertips with a thin callus made her feel a very different feeling in her heart, warm, spoiled, very beautiful.

"In my prophetic dream, I married Xuanyuan Qi. ”

Xuanyuan rubbed the hand on her forehead for a moment, and the feeling of anger and fear hit his heart together, causing a dull pain in his chest!

He found that he was trembling: "Qin, Qin'er!" The force of the hand holding her unconsciously increased, as if she would be snatched away if she did not hold it tightly.

She continued: "In the foreknowledge dream, I married him at the age of fifteen and became his crown princess, and in the next few years, I strategized for him, saddled up the horse, and Brother Tang Yan ......."

"It's Tang Yan. Xuanyuan gritted his teeth and said that he would not add the word "brother".

She glanced at him: "Tang Yan and Doctor Lu are all talents that I helped him recruit, and Fan Qing, who is now guarding the "Yongji Pass", I used a song "Guangling San" to persuade him to kill the number one master beside you without saying a word... ”

Xuanyuan was stunned, he had never told Yu Qinli that there was such a person by his side!

"You're surprised, aren't you? Don't talk about you, even I'm surprised if this really happened? Or is it just an illusory dream in my head, but it's so damn real. ”

Those images began to replay in her mind at this moment, like a nightmare every night.

She withdrew her hand from Xuanyuan's palm, got up to face the ethereal abyss, paused, and continued behind his back: "When I was eighteen years old, I persuaded you to hand over the military power of the Black Cloud Rider, and at the age of nineteen you died because of your belief in me, and in the same year I was pregnant, Xuanyuan Qi ascended the throne as emperor, and I became the queen of the Southern Desert, when I was twenty years oldβ€”β€”"

She turned to face Xuanyuan: "At the age of twenty, I died in the prison with the child in my womb, Xuanyuan Qi hugged the pregnant Yu Wanli, and said that the child in the womb in March is mine and yours, I was not only **, but also tortured to death!"

She and her group fell into tears: "It turns out that I have been strategizing and working hard for ten years, but it is just a plan of Xuanyuan Enterprise and the Feng family, so that I, a concubine, will pave a path for Yu Wanli to ascend to the back of the throne..."

"Say no more!" Xuanyuan stepped forward and hugged her into his arms, his throat dry and hoarse: "You said these are your "prophetic dreams"?

Yu Qinli couldn't tell him that he was reborn, he could only say: "At least in my dreams, it played out alive, how torture made me die, how it broke my heart, how life disappeared in my body bit by bit.... Every midnight I dream that I'm either awakened by torture or by my unformed childβ€”"

"Don't say it again!Qin'er, don't say it again!" Xuanyuan clenched his hands and tightly encircled her in his arms, no wonder he frowned every time he saw her sleeping, tossing and turning in pain!

No wonder she saw that the crown prince and the royal brother always had a hateful face, tried to sabotage her and the prince's marriage, and cooperated with herself to become Princess Qi, all in order to escape the ending of the prophetic dream...

Yu Qinli sniffed the fragrance of Mu Li that reassured her, and her voice was flat: "So, I must change this dream and not let such a tragedy happen." ”

She looked up in his arms: "What I said, does Your Highness believe it?"

Xuanyuan lowered his head, Yu Qinli's delicate red lips were close at hand, he had the urge to lean over and grab the two cherry blossom lips, but he held back, he knew that what she needed now was not this, but the power of support.

If she really experienced that experience in her dream, and the sincerity of being with her for five years was exchanged for the desperation of killing, then how could she trust people? How could she trust feelings?

His charming peach blossom eyes shone even more demagogically under the starry sky: "Ben **, but Qin'er said that he also wants to believe in this king"