"What's going on?"

Xiao Yu looked at those light and convenient bonds, which should be easy to untie, but at this moment, she was not obedient at all, whether it was tearing or breaking free, this concubine suit was like a cage that trapped her heart, not giving her a trace of escape, and after struggling for a whole stick of incense, the concubine suit was still intact on Xiao Yu's bumpy body.

Xiao Yu was exhausted, walked quickly to the weapon rack of King Bian Cheng, picked up the dagger and cut it, making a stabbing sound, his clothes were still intact, the dagger fell off from Xiao Yu's weak palm, and fell to the ground with a bang.

King Bian Cheng did not stop him, standing at the door of the hall, he felt nervous for the first time, he knew better than anyone that the mystery of the concubine suit lies in whether the person loves herself, if she loves, she will not be able to take off the concubine suit in this life, except for two possibilities......

If it is taken off, it proves that she doesn't love him at all, she doesn't feel it at all, King Bian Cheng stared at the door of the dormitory, without saying a word, as if he was afraid that Xiaoyu would have no friendship with him at all, so he walked out in his underwear, until nearly two pillars of incense, King Bian Cheng couldn't hear any movement in the house, and no one came out, and his heart suddenly warmed a lot.

"Why does it take so long to take off your clothes?" Gloomy dissatisfaction.

"Send the princess back to the palace." King Bian Cheng said lightly, half of his body hurriedly made a gesture of invitation, and led Youyou back to Bishui Pavilion, Youyou looked back from time to time, just waiting for the woman to come out in underwear, how could such a cool shot be missed?

"Princess, please ......" half of the body reminded, how could you be rude to the princess, and snorted and returned to Bishui Pavilion.

King Bian Cheng knocked on the door: "This king has come in." ”

There was no response, King Bian Cheng pushed open the door of the dormitory, and saw Xiao Yu sitting on the ground at a glance, panting constantly, the dagger beside him lying quietly, exuding a sharp coldness, the concubine clothes, intact on her body, the corners of King Bian Cheng's mouth hooked up a smile.

Xiao Yu suddenly looked sideways, his eyes sharply revealing a dangerous aura, looked straight at King Bian Cheng, and said word by word: "What kind of Gu spell did you cast?" ”

King Bian Cheng was stunned, her appearance appeared in his dreams several times, that smile, that tear, at this moment, he felt even more unreachable: "Concentric Gu." ”

King Bian Cheng's blue eyes were calm, flashing with a wandering light.

"You're lying." Xiao Yu gritted her teeth: "Tongxin Gu is a Gu worm planted by a cardamom, which can make people fall in love with the person who falls into the Gu for a lifetime, I have never used that kind of cardamom, not to mention, this is a piece of clothing." ”

"Even if it's a concentric Gu, if you don't have the same heart, no matter how strong the concentric Gu is, it won't help." King Bian Cheng turned his back.

As soon as these words came out, Xiaoyu blushed, which positively showed that she loved him.

King Bian Cheng turned around and looked at her who was angry and indifferent, and suddenly felt a sense of distress, more violent than when he dreamed back at midnight, his eyes were full of her shadow at the moment, hugging his knees and curling up on the ground, his eyes were slightly red, but his eyes were showing hatred and distance, King Bian Cheng didn't want to look at it anymore, and turned his back again.

"Take off your clothes." Xiaoyu said word by word, she was afraid that her thoughts would be tied up because of distress.

"Unless you don't have any friendship with me, then this dress is just an ordinary garment." King Bian Cheng was categorical.

Xiao Yu looked at his nine-foot back, the distance was so far, so far, this concubine suit should be Shuqin's, Xiao Yu did not hesitate, her blood-red eyes looked directly at the dagger on the ground, raised her hand to pick it up, and the coherent movement went straight to her neck.

"If I'm dead, I can ask for this body." Xiao Yu snorted, and the blood burst out as it pierced, staining his bed and the scroll of paintings peeking out from under the pillow.

"Are you crazy?" King Bian Cheng turned around quickly, stepped forward, snatched the dagger from Xiao Yu's hand, blood gushed out of his neck, he knew her stubborn character too well, but at this moment, she would rather die than admit that she had feelings for herself, he looked at Xiao Yu with painful eyes.

Xiaoyu smiled very sincerely, and a kind of relief was hidden in her smile.

King Bian Cheng didn't think about it, picked up Xiao Yu horizontally, carefully put it on the couch, and raised his hand to stop Xiao Yu's bleeding, Xiao Yu suddenly raised his hand, grabbed King Bian Cheng's wrist, and opened his dry and miserable lips lightly: "Let me go." ”

"Would you rather die than admit that you love me?" King Bian Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a painful and sharp eye, and a hoarse sound came from his throat, he had never been able to see a trace of affection for himself from her, so he was like a snail, and when he was touched, he quickly retracted.

But now, it's different, the concubine clothes can prove everything, looking down at her cheeks, the firm eyes can't find a trace of tenderness, on the contrary, it is an incomparable distance, as if she is full of deep hatred for herself: "What if this king doesn't let go?" ”

Bian Chengwang's eyes suddenly became firm, like a sharp blade, he couldn't wait to gouge out her hateful eyes at this moment, pinched her neck, twisted it fiercely, and ...... fiercely

"Xiaoyu will leave a corpse for you as a souvenir." The corners of Xiaoyu's lips moved slightly, and her voice was calm and unwavering, like gossip after tea and dinner.

King Bian Cheng's hand trembled lightly, and he kept stepping back, and a strange feeling filled his blue eyes: "This king doesn't believe that you are so ruthless." ”

The voice was slight, as if talking to himself, he suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Xiaoyu's shoulder, grabbed it fiercely, Xiaoyu frowned in pain, he kissed Xiaoyu's lips like a beast, kissed violently, Xiaoyu's body was motionless, like a dead corpse, her eyes looked elsewhere, the illusion of a cracked shoulder, and her forehead was sweating.

King Bian Cheng got up slowly, looked at her coldly, his eyes were full of hatred, he couldn't wait to break her body into pieces: "Get out of ......"

A loud shout, deafening, the palace palace trembled, the door of the dormitory was blown open by the wind with a bang, directly shattered and scattered all the sawdust, the tea bowl in the hall burst out, the sound of the glass shattering echoed continuously, the paper on the copy was like a wind swept across the ground, half of the house blew a gloomy whirlwind, rolled all over the ground on the other side of the flower flying in the wind, petals swirling, half of the body was shocked, waiting outside the hall, almost did not stand firm.

"What's going on?" Youyou took the two palace maids to the front of the bedroom of King Bian Cheng, grabbed half of his body and asked.

Half of her body didn't dare to say much, and she looked at the woman covered in blood, with a knife wound made of a sharp weapon on her neck, and blood gushing out, she slowly raised her steps, as if she couldn't see anyone, and walked out of the gate of the sixth hall.

King Bian Cheng had his back to everything, his hands behind his back, motionless.

"Brother Bi, why is she still wearing a concubine suit?"

(I've been exploding, I hope everyone will give some responses, and it will end at a certain speed.) ）