The first time we met, she said, it was because it was too boring.

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In the cold jungle, she hid all night, hiding in the grass to hide her figure, even if she heard the voice of Su Fu coming to search for her, even if she heard Bai Yu's shout, she still endured it and didn't run out.

Because, she cried.

Su Wusheng, how can you let others see the appearance of tears!

Su Wangsheng, how can you be weak!

Yesterday, she still leaned into Bai Yu's arms as usual, rubbing his hair with the tip of her nose, "Bai Yu, Ah Sheng has passed the pole, will you marry Ah Sheng in the future?" ”

The ink fragrance on Bai Yu's body was still strong, and when he heard her words, his face turned a little red, and his handsome eyebrows looked at her, "Ah Sheng, don't say something stupid." ”

She pursed her lips and let go of him, "You dislike me?" ”

grabbed his hand, put it on his cheek, and made trouble while crying, "Brother Bai Yu, you actually dislike Ah Sheng, Ah Sheng hates you, hates you, ......"

Su Baiyu was grabbed by him, with impatience on her face, but she also let her make a fuss, and said gently: "It's still like a child, I'm afraid that no one will dare to marry you in the future, but what is good?" ”

Su Baiyu shook her head and smiled, her eyes were full of tears again, "Baiyu, you stupid!" You big idiot! ”

Bai Yu doted on her, she understood, but she was a younger sister.

Quarrels like this always seem inexplicable, Su Baiyu's elm pimple, don't you understand, really don't you understand?

Su Wusheng was a little concerned about Su Baiyu, didn't he know anything?

The night wind whined, the lanterns flashed and flickered, and the footsteps of the crowd slowly moved away.

Su Baiyu is calling herself, she understands, but, after today, can she still stay in Bai Yu's arms as usual and be coquettish?

He made up his mind to get married, and a strange woman would take her place, holding his arm, sniffing his breath, and even, the embrace she had always coveted.

Bai Yu always let her be coquettish, but she never gave her a hug seriously.

Because, Su Wangsheng is Su Baiyu's sister.

"The day of greeting, the day of greeting ......"

She folded her fingers, raised her face, looked at the moon as bright as a bright plate, and opened her moist eyelashes, "Bai Yu, you won't blame me, you won't blame me, you will forgive me like last time......"

As usual, the cold night was as usual, and I made up my mind again.

On a jubilant day, people laughed and laughed, the sheng flute played in unison, and the bride was dressed happily, sitting in a sedan chair, and slowly walked towards Sufu.

When walking to the mountain road, there were countless eyes shining with green light all around, the wolves were biting the people who carried the sedan chair and sent off relatives in an instant, the road was a mess of corpses, the sedan chair was frantically gnawed and torn by the wolves, and the bride looked at the scene in front of her with a frightened face, shrunk and trembled, shouting for help.

She stood right in front of her, smiling at it all.

"I hate it when people rob me of my things", she smiled, her cuffs still dripping with blood, "Su Baiyu, it can only be mine." ”

The bride who was given the cartilage needle couldn't move, so she could only accept the baptism of this demon in a daze, and was torn clean.

The green eyes of the wolves turned to her and surrounded her step by step.

She covered her arms and said quietly, "It's just a group of animals, do you think you can hurt me?" ”

When the words fell, but her consciousness was already drowsy, her eyes darkened, and she fell backwards, and when she closed her eyes, she only saw wolves rushing towards her.

She thought she was going to die.

She didn't know that Su Baiyu could make her have so much anger and impulsiveness, even if it was the anger that risked her life.

But when she opened her eyes, she saw an unfamiliar face, and ...... The corpses of wolves.

The wolf's eyes were frightened, not a drop of blood was shed, no scars could be seen, and the appearance of death was extremely strange.

She looked at the man holding her, smiling, but colder than not smiling.

The eyes are calm and soft, but they have the temperament of being unapproachable.

"Awake?" He glanced down at her and landed her on the ground.

"You saved me?" She looked up and pursed her lips, "I don't need you to save me!" ”

Her eyebrows furrowed tightly, and she said stubbornly: "Eventful! ”

He looked at her and raised an eyebrow, "Why kill people?" ”

Su Wusheng approached him and raised his face to look at him.

The eyelashes are very thick, and when they hang down, the face is scattered with light shadows, Yun Dai's thin eyebrows are in the sideburns, and the bewitching light on her face does not appear spontaneously.

She looked up at the dim sky, her voice faint and ethereal, "It's just that it's too boring." ”

"Boring?" He sneered, leaning against the stone wall, his eyes fixed on her, "Attract wolves with your own blood, and in exchange for your own death." ”

Leaning down and leaning into her ear, "It is a fool's practice to kill for others. ”

The sky was full of fine snow, Su Wangsheng looked at this person carefully, plain and white clothes, snow-white fox fur draped over his body, his white face had no expression, and his boots were embroidered with enviable beautiful peach blossoms.

"No, only then can that person see, will ...... Always remember me. ”

She replied with a smile, and he was slightly stunned.

"Who are you?" She asked.

"West Night." He replied.

"I don't know," she chuckled, covering her lips, "but you're so beautiful." ”

"Really?" In the vast snow dance, the corners of his mouth raised the arc of the world, "But, you look so ugly." ”

Su Wusheng snorted and laughed, squinted his eyes and said, "What are you doing in the capital?" ”

After taking a picture of the snow on his body, Xi stroked the green silk overnight, and walked towards the snow and mist on the mountain, "Do what you just did." ”

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The new emperor ascended the throne.

The new emperor is wearing a dragon robe embroidered with gold, Qiu Lu is draped over his shoulders, reclining on the brocade couch, the imperial robe is bright, and the white boots are like snow.

Plain face and clean face, peerless, crow sideburns hosta, smile like the wind.

In the cold winter day, the ministers shouted long live and knelt down to worship.

On a snowy day, the hall was as quiet as a cicada, and the courtiers put their heads against the cold floor, not daring to look directly at the lazy and lying monarch in the court.

Who would have thought that the six princes, who had long been exiled, would return with troops after many years and stain the palace with blood.

Who would have thought that last night, in the entire Yan Palace covered with snow, blood soaked overnight, and the fish was thick and bloody.

Everyone was helpless, so they could only be dumbfounded, watching with horror as the pair of white boots stepped on the corpses of the former emperor and the former prince, ascended to the court, and looked at the world.

There was a smile on the beautiful and bewitching face, and there was no anger in the quiet and beautiful eyes, but the long sword in his hand still flowed with traces of blood.

In the face of such a sudden change, all the courtiers fell to the ground, and the man who had always been accustomed to shouting also shrank his head and did not dare to say a word.

"Those who follow me prosper."

The new emperor's low voice gradually emanated from his throat, and he waited for a while, smiled slightly, and glanced down.

Just half a sentence, the Manchu Dynasty civil and military knelt down in horror and shouted.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

Xi Lianye lowered his eyelids, took out the things on his waist, and gently stroked the emerald green jade pendant, "See, mother, child, you're back." ”