Listening to her keep repeating that sentence, Liu Ji was a little impatient, and when she was about to shake it off, Yang Yuyao raised her head and cried.

"If I want to harm you, just one sentence, I don't need any evidence at all, Gorou knows?"

"The matter of Pei Mansion, the Supreme has long been suspicious, the messenger of Jingzhao Mansion walked on the front foot, and the people from the Xian Department and Dali Temple went in on the back foot, and they found the wood that was left in the firewood room, as well as the hair and blood stains in the water tank, he was pressed into the water tank by you and drowned, and then pushed into the pool, is the slave right?"

Liu Ji was a little speechless, these traces were not unthinkable to him, but it was too late in time, in fact, he did this, he was already on guard, but the woman in front of him was right, with her power, she didn't need any evidence at all, one mouth was enough.

Seeing that his expression softened, Yang Yuyao continued: "If you want to say anything, you didn't do anything, it's not true, you weren't a slave that day, can you refuse the son-in-law of the Son of Heaven in the palace, not only that, but the slave also helped you clean up the aftermath, the other person you should have killed that day was let go because of your kindness." ”

Liu Ji was shocked, and suddenly remembered the woman who was crying with her eyes closed under Pei Hui.

The other party is right, compassion is his biggest weakness.

What if that woman had her ability to smell herself?

"Don't cry, talk well." Liu Ji changed her expression and patted her hands.

"Gorou doesn't believe in slaves." Yang Yuyao closed her voice and said coquettishly.

"You are a person who has lost a child, can you pretend to be sad."

"The sorrow of the slave does not need to be dressed, it is all in the heart."

Yang Yuyao leaned his face on his shoulder and said leisurely: "You suspect that the slave will harm you, the slave is not to blame, you and I have only known each other for a month, this is human nature, but what the slave wants you to do, there is no other intention, everything that happened later is fueled by someone with a heart, not the original intention of the slave." ”

"Gorou, do you know why I have to die for him, Tianbao has been four years, the slave has just lost his husband, and there is only one child who has not grown up, he is the biggest reliance of the slave family, thinking about this life, maybe guarding him, growing up, getting married, having children, running the Houfu for him, this life, even if the widow lives for decades, the slave can keep it, do you believe it?"

Liu Ji didn't speak, Datang couldn't help but remarry, from the royal family to the people are encouraged, because of the need for population, chastity archway is not a popular criterion in the world.

"You don't believe it? I think I, Yang Yuyao, was also born in a white family, was literate since I was a child, memorized female commandments and female virtues, and grew up listening to those virgin stories. ”

"I believe that no one is born that way." Seeing that she was suddenly excited, Liu Ji could only speak.

"You don't have to be taboo with those two words." Yang Yuyao smiled sadly, her beautiful eyes shining with tears.

"It was also in that year that the little sister was admitted to the palace as a concubine, the news came, no one dared to believe it, because she was obviously the princess of Shou, and later, several of our sisters were admitted to the capital, and the lady of the country was crowned, and they entered the palace from time to time, and everyone was envious, but who knew that the first time they entered the palace to face the saint, they were ......"

Yang Yuyao bit her lower lip, and her voice became extremely low: "I actually fell in love with him, he is the Son of Heaven, what can a slave do, what can a slave do, disobey him, and accompany the life of a mansion?" For the sake of my child, he was enslaved, and since then he has become his forbidden prostitution and a laughing stock in this Chang'an City. ”

Liu Ji listened to her narration and suddenly remembered a poem, but he had to blurt it out like a brain.

"Mrs. Qiu Guo accepted the grace of the lord and rode into the palace gate on horseback."

Yang Yuyao was stunned: "You know everything?" Also, let's talk about it as well. ”

"But I don't think the fat powder stains the color, and the moth eyebrows are swept towards the supreme."

"Sure enough, he is the son of the champion, a scholarly family, and such an ugly thing can also make a good poem." She smiled softly: "Yes, he praised the slave for being born well, and the plain noodles are better than several sisters, even the younger sister is not as good." ”

Liu Jixin said this, because he saw it with his own eyes, no wonder this woman rarely smears grease and powder, and her natural foundation is good.

"Is it the slave's fault that he was born well, the slave simply debauchery, and he didn't bear this reputation in vain, but I didn't expect it, I didn't expect that he would be a rebel...... He ......"

Yang Yuyao cried out loud, and that kind of depression made Liu Ji's heart sink, and she couldn't help but hug her.

"Don't say it, it's all over."

"No, the slave wants to tell you, that night, the slave's heart died, and the man died, do you know why the slave sits alone in the dark night, the slave is afraid."

"Is there such an animal in the world, why can't you give it to others, this is God's retribution, I, Yang Yuyao, should give birth to such an animal, so he must die, if he doesn't die, the slave will never live, Wulang, you saved the slave, the slave is broken bones, and it will never harm you."

In the man's generous embrace, Yang Yuyao released her emotions to the fullest, because this man had witnessed everything about her, and there had never been a person in the world who could make her so unreserved, and say all those unbearable and depressed.

Liu Ji listened to her venting silently, from the bitterness of gritting her teeth to the cry of self-harm and self-pity, the person who hurt herself, the person who hurt herself, the person she loved the most, such pain, creating an extreme character, could not be more reasonable, he couldn't believe it, because that night, he heard with his own ears how the animal in the woman's mouth insulted his mother with foul language.

The woman may not have known it herself, but she has become one with the darkness.

"Do you hate him?" When the crying gradually stopped, Liu Ji touched her soft green silk and asked.

Yang Yuyao shook her head, she knew that the other party was talking about the Son of Heaven.

"Everything the slave is given by him, and sometimes, he treats the slave so well that people can't hate it."

Is this Stockholm syndrome?

"As soon as he dies, no one hates the slave now, let me tell you a joke, do you know who came to visit the house just now?"

"Look at the shape, it's the concubine in the palace."

"It's her, but do you know what she said with the slave, today, the Supreme King of Shou has been recruited into the palace."

I rely on such a strong bang, Liu Ji suddenly came to the spirit, this can be regarded as the number one gossip in the capital, and it can make headlines in minutes.

Yang Yuyao smiled with teary eyes, and his heart fluttered.

"As soon as I heard about my little sister, Gorou couldn't sit still like this, could it be that you have a different mind in your heart, can't you?"

Liu Ji was startled, stretched out his head and gently slapped her on the head.

"Listen to the jokes, don't interrupt."

"Ouch." Yang Yuyao pretended to exclaim exaggeratedly, her eyes fluttered, and her voice was soft to the bone.

"You men, it's all duplicitous, if so, the slave has a way to make you fulfill your wish, can it be counted as the slave's reward for Goro?"

Her words made Liu Ji's heart "plop" and jump uncontrollably.

That's Yang Yuhuan.