The words were very soft: "It's very simple, because I also want revenge." ”

She wants revenge, wants to kill the Guangqiu family, wants to kill Qiu Fengyi, wants to kill her Yongle, wants to subvert his war royalty, wants to let him fight the emperor, and feels the pain of her skin and heart.

Thinking of this, between the thick eyebrows of autumn, the smile looks weird and deep.

She kept looking at the yard, winter had come, and the leaves in the yard had fallen to the ground, covering a thick layer.

At a glance, the red maple leaves, like a trickle of blood, flowed all over the ground, reminding her of the day when the city was broken, killing her father and brother, and killing more than 100,000 troops of her Zhao State, and the blood flowed like a river.

She will never forget that kind of scene.

"She's your sister, why do you hate her so much?" Yongle looked at Qiu Yinong in horror, the tears on his face had not dried up, and he looked up at her, and his eyes were full of shock and fear.

No wonder Qiu Fengyi wanted to get rid of Qiu Yinong, it turned out that Qiu Yinong really wanted to kill her.

These two sisters have a deep hatred.

Qiu Yinong said expressionlessly: "The hatred between me and her, you will always know in the future, speaking of which, this hatred is deep." ”

She smiled smugly, a smile in her eyes.

It looks like it's particularly frightening.

Yongle, who was sitting on the ground, looked at Qiu Yinong's face in horror, the light and shadow were hazy, and the smile on her face made her feel extremely enchanting and weird, and the indescribable feeling made her confused and afraid.

She asked her in a trembling voice, "What do you want to do after you saved this palace?" ”

vaguely knew that she was now a chess piece in Qiu Yinong's hands, and she had never even given her a chance to choose.

"It's very simple, I'm going to use you as a sharp sword, stab into Qiu Fengyi's heart, and uproot that heart." Qiu Yinong's words were soft, with a faint laughter, and when she said such bloody words, the woman's expression did not change at all.

"You want to use Hongu?" Yongle's voice changed.

"Nope."

Qiu Yinong interrupted her words coldly and calmly, and said faintly: "Now, we are partners, she killed your son, and you should take revenge." ”

She didn't believe that the hatred of killing her father and the hatred of killing her son, she Yongle could not do the same thing.

Yongle's body trembled violently and collapsed to the ground.

Looking at Qiu Yinong's back with a confused and helpless face, his lips trembled, and he murmured weakly: "This palace can't wait to cramp and skin her, but how can the emperor tolerate this palace in the palace?" ”

The Emperor has decreed that she will never be able to return to the palace.

Now, she has violated the emperor's holy decree, and I am afraid that when the emperor finds out, she will definitely suffer a catastrophe.

"As long as you are willing to listen to me, I can keep you safe in the palace." Qiu Yinong's words were cold, and he said leisurely: "However, if you want revenge, your life is mine, I don't like the disobedient Chapter 629 anti-plot." 5

Person. ”

She laughed, and when she did, her voice was softly lengthened.

The long tail note is very beautiful, like a dance music played.

But it's weird like a funeral tune.

Yongle was cold, raised his hand to look at his blood-stained hands, not long ago, she had used these hands to hold her son covered in blood, he was lying in her arms, looking at her, and kept crying weakly and said, "Mother, it hurts ......"

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts.