He said slowly, "Do you remember what Rou'er said to me last night? You let me endure it, let me find a way to tell Xiao Yi to lower his vigilance, and then take advantage of his unpreparedness to kill him in the Buddhist temple......"

Song Rou nodded: "Rou'er remembers!" ”

"I think about it today, there are only two things in the world that can dispel Xiao Yi's wariness of me."

"What two?"

Chu Huainan put down the paper umbrella and the palace lamp.

He took something out of his wide sleeve.

Before Song Rou could see clearly, the man suddenly grabbed her shoulders and plunged the sharp dagger he had just taken out deep into her lower abdomen.

Blood gushed out quietly.

Song Rou bent over, hugged Chu Huainan's hand tightly, and stared at the dark rain curtain with shocked eyes.

Pain, spread to the limbs.

Her face was like golden paper, her lips trembled, her eyes were full of disbelief, and she looked up in disbelief and stared at her husband.

The palace lanterns were extinguished by the rain.

Chu Huainan's face was shrouded in darkness.

Raindrops rolled down his jaw and dripped down Song Rou's face.

Without looking down, he calmly stared at the darkness in the distance, and whispered, "Your corpse, and my dignity." ”

When the words landed, he stabbed Song Rou in the lower abdomen a few more times.

Dirty blood oozed from the corner of Song Rou's mouth.

She gasped and slowly fell to her knees.

Chu Huainan took the dagger, Song Rou lay on her back in the wet soil, the raindrops fell in her pupils, slowly rolling down the corners of her eyes, her gaze gradually dissipated, and the corners of her lips actually had a touch of arc.

But I don't know whether to rejoice or laugh at myself.

Chu Huainan squatted down beside her and gently stroked her eyebrows.

His voice was mellow: "Rou'er loves me to the bone, and she is definitely willing to sacrifice her life for me, isn't it?"

"On the eighth day of the fourth month, after I assassinated Xiao Yi, I will definitely regain power. I promise you that by that time, I will posthumously crown you queen, okay? ”

The man bowed his head and kissed Song Rou's lips with a smile.

Early the next morning.

Today, the court was resting, and Xiao Yi accompanied Nan Baoyi and slept for a while.

When I got up, the spring rain was still falling outside the window.

While waiting for Xiao Yi and Nan Baoyi to wash and change clothes, Yun Sleeve reported: "Princess, princess, the emperor is kneeling outside our palace, and he has been kneeling for half a night...... Queen Mother, no, Miss Song is also there. ”

Xiao Yi opened his arms.

The maid carefully fastened the jade-inlaid belt for him.

He lowered his eyes and straightened his wide sleeves, and said lightly: "What is he doing kneeling outside?" ”

"The slave doesn't know."

Nan Baoyi picked a peony and put it on the cloud bun beautifully: "Won't you know if you go and see it?" ”

Xiao Yi pressed her thin shoulders.

He leaned over and took Luo Zidai from the makeup mirror table: "Jiaojiao hasn't painted her thrush yet." ”

As he spoke, he held up the girl's white jaw with one hand.

He lowered his eyes and skillfully traced her eyebrows.

Nan Baoyi: "The second brother still has a thrush?" ”

Xiao Yi hooked his thin lips: "Surprised?" ”

When he was in the Bamboo Leaf Pavilion, he and those little boys didn't just learn things between the sheets.

The joy of the boudoir and the love of husband and wife have all been learned more or less.

The woman's eyebrows are countless, there are willow eyebrows, small mountain eyebrows, moire eyebrows, butterfly wing eyebrows, etc., he looks at them all very similar, God knows how much time it took him to distinguish them one by one, and how much time he spent practicing hard before finally drawing a little like it.

Ten bitter eyebrows were painted bald by him.

"Alright."

He lowered his eyebrows.

Nan Baoyi hurriedly looked at the bronze mirror.

The girl in the mirror is painted with delicate mountain eyebrows, and the eyebrows are deep and shallow, even and graceful.

She smiled: "I didn't know that the second brother still has such skills!" Then can you help me take a look, what color of lipstick should I wear with today's eyebrow makeup? ”

She lifted the brocade box.

Twenty-six boxes of lipstick, neatly presented in Xiao Yi's eyes.

Xiao Yi: "......"

He's just finished learning thrush, and he hasn't started to learn lipstick yet.

And these lipsticks, he clearly looked the same red at a glance, I don't understand why Nan Jiaojiao bought so many boxes, and he had to pick out a box every morning, aren't he tired and panicked?

Facing Nan Jiaojiao's expectant eyes, he pondered for a long time, and tentatively picked up a box: "This? It seems to be a little more pink and shiny than other lipsticks. ”

Nan Baoyi: "......"

She disliked: "This bright pink color will be very weird when applied to the lips, and it will also show dark skin." Coupled with the shiny gloss, one is not handled well, it is like eating pork knuckle and forgetting to wipe your mouth, and the makeup is dirty and oily. ”

Xiao Yi: "......"

He was puzzled: "If you are so disgusted, why do you want to buy it back?" ”

Nan Baoyi bit her lower lip.

She lovingly wrapped her arms around twenty-six boxes of lipstick, and replied very seriously: "Although some colors are really not good-looking, collecting all the lipstick colors is a unique woman's sense of achievement." ”

Xiao Yi was speechless.

Although I don't understand why there is a sense of accomplishment when collecting all the lipstick numbers, a woman's money is really the best earning.

Nan Baoyi sat up straight and muttered, "You can help me pick out a box of lipstick!" With so many beautiful colors, isn't there one you like? ”

Xiao Yi glanced at twenty-six boxes of lipstick.

He pointed to the box with the least portion: "This." ”

Nan Baoyi smiled: "The second brother really has a vision, I like that color the most!" ”

After speaking, he looked in the mirror and applied lipstick to himself beautifully.

Xiao Yi raised the corners of his lips.

That box of lipstick has the least amount of lipstick, which proves that Nan Jiaojiao uses the most on weekdays, and it must be her favorite color, and you can't go wrong with choosing it.

Nan Baoyi finally dressed up and stepped out of the regent palace with Xiao Yi.

Spring rain is dripping.

She was held by Xiao Yi's waist and stood under his umbrella.

The royal garden is filled with mist, and the peach blossoms bear a thick layer of pale pink buds.

Outside the threshold of the Regent's Mansion, Chu Huainan knelt on the green bricks, his posture was extremely humble and honest.

There was Song Rou's body next to him.

The degree of rigidity of the corpse gradually spread to the whole body, and the congealed blood made the skin blacken, and Nan Baoyi judged that she had been dead for about half a day.

She raised her sleeves to cover her mouth and nose, and surprise flashed in Danfeng's eyes.

The second brother just punished Song Rou to go to the Huanyi Bureau to act as a palace maid, so decent, how could she die suddenly?

As if to answer her confusion, Chu Huainan said with a straight face: "Song Rou committed a crime, not only insulted the princess regent, but even slapped her. The villain was angry for a while, so he took her life and brought her body to the regent and the princess regent. ”

Nan Baoyi was even more surprised.

Chu Huainan is the emperor, but he calls himself a "villain"!

And he, in order to surrender to his second brother, killed his wife with his own hands!

Song Rou treated him loyally, and repeatedly gave him advice, he even said that he would kill him!

Which one is he playing?!

There were already a lot of palace maids and eunuchs gathered in the palace alley, and when they heard Chu Huainan's words, they whispered in surprise, pointing at Chu Huainan and competing to discuss.

And Chu Huainan didn't seem to feel any discomfort, so he knelt down with his head respectfully, and said respectfully: "The villain is dull and unworthy of being an emperor." The regent is wise and martial, full of intelligence, and the villain is willing to Zen in the regent! ”

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Tomorrow there will probably be a small explosion, about twenty chapters

Then there is a support activity in the book review area, and everyone is not forced to participate, and the baby who participates does what he can, so as not to affect his normal life