Xu Qianxue stood respectfully beside Murong Jue at this time, "What is Your Majesty going to do now?"

Hearing this, Murong Jue's deep and sharp eyes narrowed, "Cutting grass does not remove roots, and the spring breeze blows and grows." ”

In an instant, Lin Yaoyue's heartstrings touched, but compared to her, Xu Qianxue seemed to be used to it, she just lowered her eyes respectfully and said, "Yes, the minister will go and fabricate charges now." ”

Xu Qianxue's indifferent tone made Murong Jue can't help but grasp her wrist tightly, and his bloodshot inky starry eyes carried a little inquiry, "Qianxue, aren't you afraid of retribution when you do this?"

"Retribution?" Hearing this, Xu Qianxue smiled, "The minister is already an evil ghost, where are you afraid of retribution." Your Majesty knows, if the secret of why you are attached to you is known to the world as soon as the divine sword is destroyed, Dawan will be finished, and you will be finished. And the minister will take the lead in dying in the hands of Xu Chongshang. ”

Hearing Xu Qianxue's words, Murong Jue couldn't help but purse his lips and smile slightly, "Sure enough, you know me best, what I want to do is not only the emperor of Dawan and the master of Kyushu, but more importantly——"

At this moment, Murong Jue's handsome face was raised, and his eyes, which exuded the aura of a mighty king in the world, pierced sharply into the sky, and in an instant, he pulled Xu Qianxue and landed a kiss on her forehead.

But at the same time, Xu Qianxue's expression was as cold and indifferent as when she made up the accusations, as if she was a stubborn stone, extremely calm.

Soon, the next day, the founding hero Sun clan was beheaded because they found out the correspondence between them and Chiyan for plotting rebellion. And Concubine Sun Xian hanged herself in her Guangyang Palace.

And Lin Yaoyue or Xu Qianxue, compared to the bloody storm at the entrance of the West Street vegetable market, she was standing alone in the empty Qianqiu Hall at this time. And at this time she heard a footstep and slowly approached her.

"Lord Li-"

Before Murong Li could speak, Xu Qianxue had already turned around and bowed to him slightly.

And Murong Li's dark blue eyes looked up and down the femme fatale woman in front of him playfully, "I thought he made an exception to let you be a female official because he liked you, but I never thought that it was because your heart was more ruthless than his." ”

Saying that, Murong Li's slender fingers seemed to point at Xu Qianxue's heart, but she took a step back without missing a trace.

"This is not the place where the prince should come, and the minister advises the prince to leave here quickly. ”

"Why?" Murong Li's charming blue eyes glowed with a little starlight, looking at Xu Qianxue, and even more at the Qianqiu Hall behind her, which exuded yin and ghostly aura.

But when she heard this, Xu Qianxue just said coldly, "This is the place where the divine sword is stored, in case the sword qi leaks out and hurts the prince of Li, it will not be good." Li Wang Ye also knew that under this world, only His Majesty could control this ancient divine sword. ”

As he spoke, Xu Qianxue lowered her head, but there was a hint of a charming smile on Murong Li's thin lips, and instead stepped forward and forced Xu Qianxue step by step to the wall where she was hanging, and his slender index finger gently lifted Xu Qianxue's indifferent face.

The sharp and deep eyes pierced directly into Xu Qianxue's heart, and at the same time, Lin Yaoyue, who was hidden inside, was aroused, "Really?"

Lin Yaoyue looked straight at those dark blue eyes, and was a little confused for a while, whether the man in front of him was Murong Jin or not. But what I saw was so real. If he was really Murong Jin, how could he open his chest and take out his heart's blood?

And the next moment, Xu Qianxue knocked off Murong Li's hand that lightly picked up her chin, "Lord Li, you should have heard of Your Majesty's bravery in holding a divine sword to destroy the territory back then, right? Don't you think this suspicion is too funny? If you still don't believe it, you might as well give it a try." ”

Saying that, Xu Qianxue's beautiful eyes were lightly raised, and she looked at the ancient divine sword that was now offered above her head and slashed it.

And Murong Li tightened his hands at this moment, and then said with a charming smile, "What a kind of woman, but in just one night, you abandoned this king again and threw yourself back into his arms." ”

As he spoke, Murong Li's fingertips gently rubbed against Xu Qianxue's chin, this feeling was too familiar.

And at this time, suddenly a burst of yin qi struck, Murong Jue stepped forward quickly, and the voice was enough to freeze the entire Qianqiu Palace, "What is King Li, what is this doing?" Xu Qianxue is a female official appointed by me, and the official of the imperial court is not a dancing girl in King Li's mansion, let alone a prostitute in the Qinglou Chu Pavilion. ”

Hearing this, Murong Li suddenly hugged Xu Qianxue's delicate figure, and there was a touch of playfulness on her charming face, "Didn't my mother ask you for something before she died, uncle, and now I'm going to be my nephew, right?"

In an instant, Murong Jue's eyebrows furrowed, but then he seemed to look at Xu Qianxue, and Xu Qianxue's calm ink-colored eyes were like an abyss, as if nothing could arouse a trace of fluctuation in her heart.

"Yes, I'll give you. ”

But when leaving, Murong Jue whispered in Xu Qianxue's ear, "If you find that treasure of the Qingqiu Ancient Kingdom in the Liwang Mansion, I will put the Xu family in your hands." ”

Hearing this, Xu Qianxue's calm eyes without a trace of waves finally had a trace of fluctuation.

Immediately, she assumed the pseudonym Xue'er and followed Murong Li out of the palace as a concubine. But he was not brought back to Liwang's Mansion by Murong Li, but hid in a secluded courtyard in the capital.

"Doesn't Lord Li want to be angry for my sister Qianru? Since Your Majesty has agreed, why don't you let Qianxue lose face in the capital?" Xu Qianxue's voice was extremely cold at the moment, and she already knew that Murong Li, the king of Li, who had always seemed to be romantic and wandered outside the court, was also a minister under the skirt of her good sister Xu Qianru.

But she understands the duty of being a courtier, and naturally she also understands the duty of being a concubine, just for seven days. After seven days, no matter if he finds the treasure that the Shangguan family has taken from the Qingqiu Ancient Kingdom at the cost of clan annihilation, Murong Jue will also transfer her back to his side. It's just that within these seven days, she must not be occupied by King Li, or be moved by him.

Thinking about this, Xu Qianxue adjusted her breath at the moment, and didn't look at the porcelain-like but powerful body of the man in the steamy pool under her eyes, but gently pinched Murong Li's shoulders without being soft or hard.

"Who said that this king likes Concubine Ru, Concubine Ru is His Majesty's woman, how can this king be qualified to touch it. With Murong Li's somewhat gloomy and hoarse voice, the next moment, Xu Qianxue, who was dressed in light yarn, was pulled tightly by him in the mandarin duck pool.

Subconsciously, Lin Yaoyue struck at Murong Li with one palm, but he quickly caught his delicate wrist. An ambiguous, hot breath rested on her spring-soaked chest.