The blood is dripping, and the flesh is not cold.

Sitting on the couch and watching the whole process, Yi Zhixing's face was condensed, but there was no lack of happiness in the end of the prime minister.

The murder is over, he has no regrets, even if the Yin Kingdom will be destroyed in the future, Yi Zhixing will have no regrets, because Wei Cheng has already reached the limit of his patience.

The situation in the room was obviously solemn and solemn, and only the restless woman beside Yi Zhixing was still wandering in this situation.

"Hot ...... Hot...... It's so hot......"

Zhilan, who had been lying down for a long time, did not witness all this bloody incident, her mouth kept whispering, and her hands kept pulling the bedding on her body, as if she wanted to give the Son of Heaven another vivid and fragrant scene.

Seeing this, Yan Qi hurriedly avoided his gaze, while Yi Zhixing raised his eyebrows and restrained the futon with only one hand, so that Zhi Lan couldn't pull it down.

"Hot ...... Hot ......"

"You can bear with me too!"

The man had no intention of pity for the jade, no matter how noisy the people in front of him were, he always looked fierce, and refused to let Zhi Lan, who was already flushed at this time, slip out of the bedding.

"Your Majesty...... You've just ......"

Xu is an inopportune question, but anyone who sees the scene of the bed curtain opening will inevitably think about it, and in the end, what Yan Qi unsurprisingly got was a chilling glance for the Son of Heaven.

The warning eyes came, and Yan Qi hurriedly lowered his head.

"It's a subordinate who has a lot of mouth!"

Yi Zhixing's anger rose suddenly, but he heard the murmur of the woman beside him becoming more and more excited.

"Hot ...... Hot...... Hot! ”

Zhi Lan, who was forcibly wrapped by the man, couldn't help the warmth in this mattress, and immediately sat up, constantly shaking her body in the confinement given by Yi Zhixing, but she was never able to let her skin come into contact with the cold air outside the futon.

"Be honest with me!"

Swaying around, Zhilan is like a tumbler at the moment.

"Hot ...... Hot...... It's hot......"

Yi Zhi's behavior restrained her behavior and she was already sweating profusely, and her frowning eyebrows were really vicious, but seeing that he took out his necessary efforts from the chaos, he hurriedly ordered the person in front of him.

"Go and find a woman's clothes! Call a few more palace maids to help her put on her clothes and carry her out! Don't let her go wild here! ”

"Yes!"

The patience of the Son of Heaven has already reached the limit, Yan Qi, who listened to the order, hurriedly turned his head and came out, and in a moment, only Zhi Lan and Yi Zhixing were left in the pavilion.

"Cold ...... Cold ......"

Zhi Lan's condition was really strange, and not long after Yan Qi left, she aroused coldness. Alternating between hot and cold, there is no room for easy respite. When he was about to restrain Zhi Lan's actions again, he unexpectedly pounced, and Zhi Lan had no resistance at all, but even threw himself into his arms with a mattress.

The forehead suddenly hit Yi Zhixing's hard chest, Zhilan seemed to faint even more, and lay in the man's arms for a long time without moving, but at this moment she finally settled down. Not noisy or noisy, just leaning quietly.

Somehow, in the face of such a slightly intimate moment now, the Son of Heaven was at a loss. Zhi Lan murmured slightly in his arms, and his hands even hugged his body tightly as a futon, this situation was unique to the Son of Heaven, which made him a little anxious and hot, at least for the first three seconds, Yi Zhixing was indeed as sluggish as a piece of wood, and his head was a little foggy.

"Ah Jing...... ...... Jing"

The woman hugged him tightly, her face rubbing in her arms, but her mouth still called Sui Jing's name.

Yi Zhixing, who came back from his stagnation, was instantly infected by impatience, but when he tried to push the woman in his arms, the anger was inexplicably mixed in his tone.

"Wake me up! Pull and pull and pull It's really immoral! ”

The blushing Son of Heaven tried her best to push Zhi Lan, but the chaotic Zhi Lan hugged her tighter and tighter, and the more the movement of the 'futon' in front of her belonged, the more vainly she tried to hold it and refused to let go.

"Cold ...... Cold...... Don't move......"

"Cold, go hold the mattress! Hold on to me! ”

"Cold ......"

The redness on her skin has not disappeared, and the murmur in her mouth has not stopped, Zhilan at this moment looks like a drunken person, but she is not holding a big wine pot that a drunkard is greedy for, but an easy trip.

Xu is man is too repulsive skin-to-skin kiss, and the force of pushing is also greater, who expected that the next moment Zhilan, who suddenly let go of her hand, was suddenly pushed away by the strength of the Son of Heaven, and immediately hit the couch rail roughly, and a bright red slowly trickled down the back of her head.

At this time, Zhi Lan's consciousness seemed to be awakened by the pain, and it didn't seem to be, but seeing that she was no longer struggling, she didn't need to hold on to anything like Shicai, she just curled up her body with the futon and curled up in the corner, the tears in her eyes fell together with the blood flowing from the back of her head, and then slowly blended on the couch.

This scene undoubtedly exuded some grievances and helplessness, Yi Zhixing frowned suddenly, somehow, at this moment, in his heart was inexplicably ashamed, at least he had never been ashamed of others in his life, even if he cherished his Yi Li's death, he never had even the slightest trace of sorrow, he always thought that he was born with a cold heart, and all the conscience he showed was his disguise.

However, at this moment, this inexplicable guilt lasted for a while when he witnessed Zhi Lan's appearance, and Yi Zhixing had to wonder if his perception of himself had been deviated.

Not long after, Yan Qi returned with the palace maids, and when they saw the corpses under their feet, the palace maids looked at each other and couldn't help but let out a subtle exclamation.

"What are you doing? Hurry up and put this woman on her clothes and take her away! ”

At this moment, Yi Zhixing no longer has any gentleness, nameless impatience is entangled with him, he just wants to get rid of the woman who always flirts with himself as soon as possible, but he has completely forgotten the gentle image he should uphold.

"Yes...... Be! Your Majesty! ”

The palace maids gritted their teeth, closed their eyes, and waded over the blurred blood on the ground one after another, and then came to the couch to help the woman dress, and during this time, Yi Zhixing had already stood up and came to the outside of the palace.

The diligent Son of Heaven really wants to take care of government affairs, but these days have indeed caused the woman inside to stir up the situation, so now his heart can only tolerate many disasters caused by Zhi Lan's hand for the time being, and there is also the source of the disaster caused by being forced to kill the prime minister of Wei Guo this time.

Undoubtedly, as soon as Prime Minister Wei died, the battle between the two countries must officially start this time.

"Your Majesty, what are you going to do with this person?"

Yan Qi asked softly, his eyes glancing at the woman inside.

Yi Zhixing didn't answer for a long time, but his face was extremely blue and ugly, presumably he didn't have any good thoughts about Zhi Lan now. However, at this juncture, the Son of Heaven's mind suddenly flashed over the scene of blood and tears when Zhi Lan Shicai was curled up in the corner, although this flash of light did not diminish the slightest green anger on the Son of Heaven's face.

"Anyway, I won't do it myself yet, but this woman has to die."

"Tomorrow morning, the ministers will learn about the death of Prime Minister Wei, how should Your Majesty deal with it then?"

"How to deal with it? Hmph, isn't there a ready-made murderer here? Since this woman can use me to blame the six princes for the murder of the Emperor, I don't mind putting another murder charge on her. ”

Yi Zhixing sneered, and the color of his eyes gradually began to slip.

The next day, the clouds were thin, the scorching heat was gone, and the end of the summer left a little residual heat and dullness, and within a few days, the rampant summer season would finally be swept away by the cold of the autumn.

At this moment, in the gloom of this afternoon, Zhilan woke up.

Obviously, he was still alive and in some elegant house, but before and after fainting

There was a noticeable pain in the back of the head.

"Hiss~"

Zhi Lan stroked the back of her head and slowly lifted it lightly, only then did she realize that there was indeed a circle of yarn wrapped around her head, although she didn't know where the injury came from, but Zhi Lan really suspected that someone had secretly killed her last night when she fainted, and at this time, the face of Prime Minister Wei Guo was the first to pass through her head. Thinking about this, but seeing that the woman hurriedly lowered her head and glanced at her body, the original blood-stained clothes were indeed changed into slightly more gorgeous clothes at this time, and at a glance it was the only one in the palace, like a certain palace maid.

At this moment, all thoughts converged on whether his body had been insulted, but the last fragment that Zhi Lan could recall about last night was only the scene of Tong Yi Xing in the same room.

Could it be that he sent me to the old man again? No, this is not the old man's dormitory at all. What really happened last night? Why am I still alive?

Many doubts swept through Zhilan's mind, and she was glad that her life was still alive while worrying about the unknown future. However, his injuries, which were still quite serious, have indeed been effectively treated, Zhi Lan's condition is no longer half-hanging, the pain has been reduced, and the spirit seems to have returned to the woman's body, even if her face is still pale, but the sense of near-death for several days is now truly gone.

Zhi Lan, who had gotten rid of most of the pain, was really a little gratified, and the comfortable smile that raised slightly collided with the eyes of the people who came now.

Zhi Lan recognized the person in front of her at a glance, and although she could not be named, she also knew his identity, because Zhi Lan had seen her when she was forced to arrive at the palace dining room, and she was Yi Zhixing's concubine.

Immediately, Zhi Lan's afterglow subconsciously explored something around her, and she unconsciously wanted to guard against any Yin people who welcomed her, but after exploring again and again, there seemed to be no sharp weapon around that could be used to defend herself.

Unexpectedly, Mo Xiru is far more kind and gentle than she imagined, and her kindness is a true essence from the bottom of her heart, rather than a whitewash in front of the emperor of Yin Guo, and the real thing is always inexplicably kind.

"Girl, you're awake."

Wen Xu rushed to his face, and Zhilan once again remembered how the people in front of him begged him not to slander the emperor before he entered the court to be interrogated. She really doesn't understand why a well-defined and virtuous woman would love such a bad person as Yi Zhixing, could it be that she can't detect the slightest hint of the sinister Son of Heaven on weekdays?

Although she didn't know why Mo Xiru arrived here, but she stretched out her hand not to hit the smiling person, Zhilan could only bow her head gently, but the original defensive posture had already disappeared most of it, maybe this was the charm of a gentle woman.

After that, the surprise continued, and just as Zhi Lanfang shifted her gaze to the person in front of her, this gentle concubine actually knelt down for her in front of her.

"Girl, please save Your Majesty!"