"Once upon a time, there was a young man, everyone thought he was the adopted son of a lowly merchant, and his classmates in the academy vied with each other to bully him.

One winter, the master asked his students to help him copy the text, because the first place in the courtyard was the best handwriting, so this task fell on his head.

However, the first place did not want to work hard, so he forced the down-and-out boy to copy the article in imitation of his handwriting, and he wanted to wait for the boy to finish copying it, and then take the credit for himself.

A month later, the boy copied all the articles and asked the first place to go to the mountain behind the academy, saying that he wanted to hand over the articles to him.

The first came triumphantly to the appointment, and the boy subdued him, and, with an iron rod, smashed his bones inch by inch, and buried his body in the earth.

After that, the young man took the copied article and asked the master for credit. and replaced the first place and became the new leader of the college......

"The young man acted treacherously and meticulously, and even the local officials could not find out the truth, and so far, no one knew that there was a corpse buried in the mountain behind the academy.

Later, the boy gradually grew into a cold and ruthless person who must be revenged. He doesn't want to be a discerning official, he just wants to be a tyrant on one side. Boundless power, the beauty of the incense car......"

Xiao Yi hooked his thin lips and slowly glanced at Wen Ya: "That young man is this king." ”

Wenya's face turned pale.

She trembled so much, she couldn't understand why Xiao Yi would say this to her.

Later, this king met Nan Jiaojiao.

"The little girl is stupid, and she wants to make this king a good official who is admired by thousands of people in history for fame and fortune. The king thought that since he had married her, he would depend on her. So this king is much more gentle even when he kills.

"The king even thought that I had become a good man with mercy. But it wasn't until now that the king discovered that in his bones, he was still the cold and ruthless young man who would repay him. ”

Xiao Yi's facial features were shrouded in shadows.

I only vaguely saw the thin lips that were wickedly hooked.

Wenya trembled more and more.

She stared at Xiao Yi and swallowed in horror: "Yong...... Yongwang ......"

Xiao Yi raised his hand.

The jailer immediately picked up the bowl of cooled potion, grabbed Wenya's cheeks with one hand and forced her to open her mouth wide, and poured the hot soup on her without mercy.

Wenya was forced to drink a large bowl of safflower anthers, and all her internal organs felt colic.

She hugged her stomach in a cold sweat and rolled desperately on the ground screaming.

Blood, oozing from her lower body, gradually stained the hem of her skirt red.

Xiao Yi admired her misery, and Jun's face was always indifferent: "If you insult the woman of this king, this king will tell you that you will never be a mother." ”

When Qian Shangyu was escorted in, he saw his beloved cousin so miserable, so he hurriedly broke free from the servant and hugged her sadly.

He raised his head and glared at Xiao Yi angrily: "King Yong, you are a man, what do you care about with a little woman?!" I advise you, we are your mother's people, why don't you hurry up and ask Wenya for a royal doctor?! ”

Xiao Yi's smile deepened.

He twisted his handkerchief and sat lazily on the bed.

He stood up, spread his wide sleeves on the Hu bed, and admired Qian Shangyu for a long time: "Chop up the root of his life for this king, and take it out to feed the dogs." ”

What a rare opportunity to see Nan Jiaojiao, even he didn't have it.

But Qian Shangyu dared to play with other women when he looked at each other.

He deserves to die.

Qian Shangyu's eyes widened in shock.

Before he could scream, the jailers immediately locked his limbs and gagged him with a dirty handkerchief.

The blade was scorched on the fire, sharp and hot.

Qian Shangyu watched the blade approaching, sweat on his fair face was like rain, and his clothes were soaked, but he could only shake his head desperately, whimpering pitifully.

Hand up and knife down.

Blood splattered.

Qian Shangyu's eyes rolled and he fainted in despair.

Wenya let out a ghostly wolf howl and was slapped twice by the jailer.

In the cell, the eyes were full of blood.

Xiao Yi didn't feel the slightest discomfort, and was still lazily leaning on the Hu bed, as if this was his home field.

On the small table, there is a plate of osmanthus cake.

Xiao Yi picked up a piece and threw it lazily in his mouth.

He laughed: "It is worthy of Nan Jiaojiao's favorite flower cake, not sweet." ”

He picked up another cup of hot tea.

The long eyelashes overturned, and he slowly blew the tea mist and took a sip of tea.

When the bitterness dissipates, only the sweet aroma remains between the lips and teeth.

Ten bitter compliments: "Master, what should you do with these two people?" ”

Xiao Yi's voice was indifferent: "Throw it back to the cell." ”

He got up and rode back to the Sili Yamen in a carriage.

Jiang Suihan was waiting in the study, admiring the snow outside the window.

When he turned around and saw Xiao Yi coming in, he smiled and said: "The medicine you asked me to cook has been cooked, the medicine is strong, whoever keeps it drinks it, it is impossible to have an heir in this life." By the way, who do you want this thing for? Who has offended you again? ”

Xiao Yi's gaze fell on the bookcase.

In the small white porcelain bowl, there is indeed a medicinal soup.

The bitter smell permeates the study, and it will be useful to think about it.

He tugged at his lips and picked it up.

Tilt your head and drink it all.

I didn't even hesitate.

Jiang Suihan's eyes widened suddenly: "Brother Xiao—"

It's too late to stop it.

Xiao Yi wiped the corners of his lips, his face was slightly pale because of the effect of the medicine.

He said lightly: "Don't tell anyone." ”

Let outsiders know that he drank this medicine for Nan Jiaojiao, and he was afraid that someone would insult the little girl.

How could he be willing to let her be poked in the back.

Xiao Yi looked out the window.

The sky outside the eaves corner is far away, and the Haidongqing he raised is slowly and forcefully hovering in the fine snow, and the elite eyes are all in the ancient and prosperous Chang'an City.

This is its territory.

……

The palace is majestic, carved beams and painted buildings.

The high warm pavilion stands in the wind and snow, and through the design of the eight-sided floor-to-ceiling glaze, you can overlook the jagged palaces.

The beauty in the dark purple costume sat proudly on the chaise longue, the clouds were elevated, the beauty's gorgeous face and unparalleled bearing completely suppressed the dignity of the dark purple.

She said lazily: "Relying on the identity of the subordinate, I unscrupulously seized the merchants who were loyal to the palace...... What a Xiao Daoyan. ”

The people sitting in the warm pavilion are all the young people from major families.

Everyone talked softly, and they were all surprised by Xiao Yi.

After all, for more than twenty years, no one dared to provoke Empress Shen's majesty.

Xiao Ning, the only crown prince who tried to seize power, has long been beheaded.

Shen Jiang glanced at Shen Yichao: "Ah Chao, what do you say?" ”

Xiao Langjun, who is dressed in white and wins the snow, is holding a golden tea cup in his hand, and he is wandering outside the world.

In my mind, I was full of cold and cold figures.

Two days ago, he took pity on her being whipped, and deliberately carried Chu Chu on his back, kindly taking medicine to visit her.

The elder brother arranged a wing room with a earth dragon for her, and the room was exquisitely and luxuriously furnished, like a boudoir of a large family.

He wondered why Brother was so kind to her.

He entered the inner room, and the girl was sitting on the couch, holding a thin pipe in her hand, and was swallowing the clouds.

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