Su Yunge is now extremely cursing the person who threw himself into this messy world, how good it would be if he just threw himself into an ordinary person's house.

Live a low-key and peaceful life, and you won't get into any trouble, just travel well.

But she became the second lady of Su Fu, and there was an inexplicable power behind her.

Invite one from the Moon Palace, as well as the four maidservants of Mei Lan and Zhuju who are unknown to me.

Zhennan Army is one, not to mention the others, the word army alone sounds troublesome enough and infiltrates people.

If she were a king, she would not have to centralize the army in her own hands, and the first thing she could do to centralize power was to kill the immature leader.

And now, unfortunately, she is the immature leader.

She herself doubted how long the head would hang on her neck.

After muttering, he unconsciously walked to the outskirts of the city, and was about to rest on the trunk of the tree for a while, when suddenly a gust of wind brushed his ears, and Su Yunge reflexively lowered his head.

Bang, a muffled sound.

The arrows shot straight into the ground in front of them, and the sharp arrows were fixed on the ground, flashing with a little cold light.

Nima, what do you really want, before she can come up with a flower, someone will come to kill her.

Boom, the treetops shook, the murderous aura swayed, and arrows shot out from all directions, directly attacking Su Yunge.

Su Yunge left a branch and drew it on the spot, the long whip mixed with a fierce murderous aura, suddenly swung at the arrow, and then ran away.

One-on-one single-handedly, she can still bear it, this Nima is a big man, at a glance, the bushes are pressed by a lot, when her eyes are blind.

Who the hell wanted her life?

Frowning and thinking while running, as a result, discovered.

Damn, there were too many people to kill her, and she couldn't even count them.

Those who want military power, those who want power, and those who want to provoke......

One turned over, the long whip rolled up a handful of arrows and threw it back, and suddenly a white shadow stayed in the treetops, like a fairy. Su Yunge's footsteps staggered, his pupils suddenly constricted, and he was in a trance for a moment.

At this moment, the white shadow suddenly stretched out his hand, and the longbow pulled up a full circle, and the arrow pierced the air, bringing the sound of the wind and the smell of killing.

Su Yunge clenched the long whip and watched as the arrow came straight towards her with a fierce killing aura.

My mind is confused, who is that? Who is it?

Is it Yung Chihiro? Impossible, how can it be Rong Qianhiro?

With a soft sound, a figure struck and vigorously took her into his arms.

"Idiot woman, what are you doing?" Xiao Nanshuo looked at Su Yunge, who was still stunned, angrily, and frowned at the blood-soaked clothes on her arm.

If it weren't for his quick movements, Fang Cai's arrow would not only have grazed her arm, but pierced her heart directly.

Holding Su Yunge in one hand, he quickly swept away, and in the howling wind, Su Yunge didn't even want to hide the long whip in his hand when it turned into dust.

"Bang ......" Xiao Nanshuo threw Su Yunge from mid-air.

"If you want to die, I can fulfill you now."

The cold tone, revealing a chill, was cold to the bone, which made Su Yunge's heart instantly tighten.

"Xiao Nanshuo." Su Yunge frowned in pain, accompanied by the sound of the bamboo crashing into him falling to the ground.

In the moonlight, it looks like a man riding the wind.

He seemed to be stepping on a path made by moonlight, and he was as noble as a god. The brocade boots outlined in gold silk fell silently, the mink-fur coat hunted, the handsome face, the sword-like eyebrows, with a chill, and the cold jade-like eyes were also full of disdain.

There seems to be only one person in heaven and earth, so noble.

"Su Yunge, if you don't be my woman, you will die, be my woman, you can ensure that you will never have to worry about it." Xiao Nanshuo stood in front of Su Yunge, and said these words coldly with thin lips.

Su Yunge gritted his teeth and glared at him.

"Xiao Nanshuo, you are too pressing, I said that the person I want to marry is Rong Qianxun." Her words were full of unconvincing stubbornness.

"Really? It seems that if you don't break your wings, you won't be convinced and don't bow your head. Xiao Nanshuo said coldly, his eyes narrowing slightly. The light flashed.

'Bang', and another burst of strength hit Su Yunge.

"What do you think Rong Qianhiro is doing marrying you, it's nothing more than the Zhennan Army behind you, even so, you are still so desperate." Xiao Nanshuo didn't say a word, and there was a burst of strength towards Su Yunge.

Every time he said a word, Su Yunge's heart sank a little, and every time he said a word, the light in her eyes became darker and darker.

Unexpectedly, I thought of the white shadow that shot the arrow of lore.

"What? Dumb? Where's your sharp teeth? Xiao Nanshuo snorted coldly, his eyes crossed the mark on her arm that was scratched by the arrow, and the light under her eyes was dim.

"Su Yunge, you are destined to be sacrificed in Ling Tian, only by returning to Zhaoyue with me, with me for a day, I will ensure that you are safe for a day." Xiao Nanshuo's delicate chin was slightly raised, full of pride.

"Otherwise, you'll die here sooner or later. You are so weak, in the game of the strong, you are destined to be a pawn that can only be sacrificed. ”

Su Yunge clenched her hands into fists, she had always been on top, and she had never tasted the feeling of being regarded as an ant and a chess piece.

is too comfortable and smooth, like a boiled frog in warm water, slowly dissipating her bloody breath little by little.

It was so much so that she had forgotten what a ticking time bomb she was here.

Xiao Nanshuo's heavier force hit Su Yunge's body, forcing her to fall to the ground, and also making her gradually sober up.

The corners of the lips are bloody. The raised face, under the illumination of the moonlight, is even more incomparable.

Even so, she is still exquisite.

For a while, there was silence, only the breeze blew the bamboo leaves. The moonlight imprinted on each other's eyes, both of which were brilliant brilliance.

"Useless." Xiao Nanshuo seemed to have thrown a conclusion.

He slowly walked in front of Su Yunge, stretched out his long arms, and hugged her horizontally, her face buried in the soft mink fur, a little warm.

It's really not that she has a tendency to be abused, but this embrace is too warm, so she doesn't have the heart to struggle for the time being.

She could vaguely hear Xiao Nanshuo's heartbeat, and there were some insects and birds, as well as the sound of falling flowers, which made her extremely quiet.

Xiao Nanshuo walked into Su Yunge's bedroom with ease and threw her on the bed, which was not the same as the gentle strength of holding her.

Su Yunge was thrown on the bed coldly, grinning for a while, Xiao Nanshuo's face changed too quickly.

"Take off your clothes."

"Huh?" Su Yunge raised his eyes and looked at him suspiciously, what did he just say.

Xiao Nanshuo didn't seem to have the patience to say it a second time, and with a wave of his hand, the clothes on his body were already shattered into inches of cracked silk, and his skin was like congealed fat, and the white jade could be blown and broken.

The most beautiful spring scenery is nothing more than that.

The corners of Su Yunge's eyes twitched, does this pervert like to play and be honest.

With a hint of coldness at night, the slight cool breeze slipped into the delicate window and swept on the exposed white and tender skin.

Su Yunge lowered his eyes, stretched out his slender right hand, and carefully pulled up the corner of the brocade quilt.

Before the brocade was lifted, the side sank, and it was already the feeling that someone had gone to bed.

Su Yunge's heart jumped, and he squinted at his side.

On the brocade quilt, there is a pure black soft satin, and there are gilded totems at the corners, and a pair of slender fingers, like the hands of playing the piano and flute, are slender and fair, but there is no trace of calluses.

Looking up again, in the candle flame, the handsome face with a sharp axe was full of unattainable coldness, and he was extremely arrogant. There is no trace of emotion that can be explored in those dark eyes, like the abyss, like the stars in the night, obviously beautiful as black jade, but with a penetrating danger.

Su Yunge's eyes were slightly raised, she was in front of him, at this moment, there was no trace of wildness and wantonness, nor any pride to show.

That's it, he just saved her, didn't he?

But this night is deep and heavy, this lonely man and widow, on the bed with candles in the evening breeze, what can be done?

Su Yunge secretly thought about what this guy was going to do.

The peach blossoms outside the window are swaying, printed on the window pavilion, and there are only three or two shadows.

Xiao Nanshuo didn't speak, and Su Yunge didn't speak, she lowered her eyes, as if she wanted to stare at the brocade quilt out of a flower.

Her face was already a little pink, which made her even more coquettish. The green silk hangs down, covering a little spring color, looming.

It is the place where Luo Yi is exhausted, like the jade man in the painting. There are two points of grace in the eye, the high place of the jade mountain, a small coral, a little red tassel.

The faint blue chest, lined with the autumn water for the god's white jade skin. There is a slight pink on it, which is even more coquettish.

"Turn around." Su Yunge suddenly reached out and grabbed Su Yunge's strand of green silk hair, and gently fiddled with that finger.

"What for?" Su Yunge reflexively spoke.

Xiao Nanshuo glared at her, "The arrow is poisonous, although it is only bruised, but the poison is still there." ”

As he spoke, he used a knife to cut through the slightly bruised skin, squeezed out some dirty blood, and slowly bandaged it. The whole process was extremely quiet, and in the silence of the room, only the candle flame burned, and the occasional candle wick 'beeped'.

Breathe, smell each other.

After Xiao Nanshuo bandaged the injury, the fingers with a little coolness touched Su Yunge's neck, and the sudden coolness made Su Yunge shrink slightly.

The pulse on the side of the neck was beating, and the beating of life was so obvious.

The fingers that touched it seemed to feel the blood gurgling, and her slight winching made his eyes look displeased.

His fingers flowed from the delicate neck to the collarbone, and the butterfly collarbone was unusually beautiful in the light of the candle flame.

"Su Yunge, ask you again, are you going to be my woman?"

Su Yunge leaned on the bed and looked at the handsome man in front of him.

King Mo, Xiao Nanshuo.

In the past memories of this body, there is indeed the person of King Mo.

But it's not this country, and it's far away from her, so there's no deep memory.

Everyone only knows the name of King Mo, but ignores his real name.

"Xiao Nanshuo." Su Yunge's voice was a little hoarse.

"You said that Rong Qianhiro married me for everything behind me, but what about you? Are you sure you're trying to figure out nothing? ”