Honghua sat under the pergola, silently observing intently, the expression on Wan Yanjia's face changed instantly.

She wondered in her heart what Wan Yanjia was struggling with in her heart, and Honghua was secretly determined, whether it was persecution or coaxing.

and all of them will borrow the prince's hand to cut off the heads of all the admonitions. Otherwise, you will be doomed.

In her heart, Honghua didn't feel that she was doing bad things, it was necessary to survive, and she even felt that she was righteous.

Honghua was scheming at Damai City to calculate Wan Yanjia's this afternoon. In Peacock City, Jinhua was a little drunk, staggering, and walking on the central avenue.

She mingled in various liquor stores all day long, and a wandering small trader on the side of the road who relied on selling paper flowers often saw Jinhua drunk and vomiting while standing on the street corner.

Every time I will be positive, get ready early, and hand her a glass of warm water.

Jinhua walked and swayed, dizzy and unsteady on her heels, and suddenly she was crossed by a watermelon skin.

One was careless, and the two long legs were split by a big split, and they sat straight on the road. The floral long skirt is very harmonious, and the circle surrounds the white legs of the golden flower.

Maybe a woman who behaves rigorously and cautiously on weekdays, and covers herself will not be so naked and timid.

Jin Hua straightened her waist without blinking or caring in a state of being anesthetized by alcohol, touched her face, and looked up at her side.

Is there a support to hold on to help you get up from the ground.

A big hand reached out, and Jin Hua looked up at the man who reached out, she couldn't remember who he was.

And he has always been thinking about the golden flower, from the first time he was on the side of the road, it was a shock.

From the moment he plucked up the courage to pull Jinhua, he was coldly rejected by Jinhua's snobbery, including the current Jinhua completely forgetting himself.

He has always remembered the golden flower. Unforgettable love.

In the depths of his soul, he fantasized about having her, so he arranged every day that the flower seller would go and serve her drunk.

Love is really wonderful, not only the catharsis of hormones, but also mixed with the ability to generate because of fantasy and desire.

Wan Laile, who misses Jinhua, always knows where she is, what she is doing, and whether she is still messing with someone.

In Peacock City, Wan Lai Le is just a tourist, coming and going in a hurry without leaving any footsteps, but in the ancient Yan country, Wan Lai Le is a nobleman.

He is the younger brother of the emperor's descendant Wan Yanjia. The original inheritor of the prince's position, Wan Yanjia has always been unrelenting, and the fugitive prince is desperately chasing and killing.

Looking, the drunken Jinhua, just like this, sat in the middle of the road, in the eyes of Wan Laile, it was so interesting and charming.

Jin Hua caught Wan Laile's hand, and with all her strength, she got up from the ground at once, she deliberately pretended to be more drunk.

Brushing his long hair with his hand, he looked at the man in front of him intently, and grinned

"What? What do you want to do? ”

Wan Laile took advantage of the situation and hugged him, and the swaying golden flower helped him all the way to a nearby tea shop.

This tea shop is small and even more inconspicuous, with only a short guy greeting customers at the front desk and buying and selling hot and cold tea.

Yuri, the short guy, is the samurai who has been fighting with Wan Yanjia on the street at the saffron wedding.

Thanks to Jinhua not seeing the fight scene that day, she was kept in the dark in a daze, and this tea shop is in Peacock City, which is the residence of Wan Laile to hide her identity.

Yuri opened the door, and Wan Laile directly picked up the golden flower and walked to the back yard of the tea shop first.

In the middle of the courtyard of the courtyard, at the end of the verandah there were several tiled houses, and several colorful roses were planted everywhere, climbing everywhere, and vines blocking the windows.

Standing in the room was a self-combing woman of fifteen or sixteen years old, wiping down the coffee table and desk.

What caught the eye of the golden flower was a large bookshelf, a large desk full of books, and a thick brush hanging from the brush bowl, still dripping with ink.

Wan Laile gently held his hands and put Jinhua's soft body into a chair.

Jinhua twisted her hips charmingly, lifted her thighs, took off her shoes with her feet, and boldly and deliberately put them in the crook of Wan Laile's arms.

Wan Laile had an unnatural expression on his face, looking at Jinhua, his eyes were facing each other, and Jinhua's eyes were full of emotion.

The excited Wan Laile's heart jumped, he lowered his head to avoid the hot eyes, and took the soft calf lightly with his hand.

Trying to stand still, looking up at the rooftop, Wan Laile tried to keep his head level.

Zi comb girl Xia Mei stood there, was frightened by this ambiguous scene, hurriedly ran out, and the moment she went out of the door, she kicked over a crockpot.

In the yard, the sound of the crockpot breaking, the disturbed Xia Mei was even more nervous and didn't know what to do.

Jinhua took advantage of the moment when Wan Laile looked back at the door, hugged his neck and kissed his neck and cheek vigorously.

Wan Laile struggled to pull away from the golden flower's soft mud, wrapping around his arms and clinging to his body.

Jin Hua suddenly took the initiative to take a step back, and her face was gray and ugly, and she threw it to Wan Laile, who was suddenly turned around.

Her face changed, and Jin Hua opened her mouth

"I, pay it back, can't you stick it upside down?"

Wan Lai Le rang for a moment before he reacted

"And you, what else do you need?"

Jinhua reached over, grabbed Wan Laile by the collar, and walked towards the large wooden bed in the inner room like a big monkey.

Honghua held a glass of poisonous wine and looked at Emperor Wanzhi, the emperor's forehead was bruised, and he sat in the special Taishi chair with a blue face.

Wan Yanjia also sat upright, beside Emperor Wan Yu, he was tall and tall, and where he sat was like a wall, he was a head taller than the emperor.

But at this time, the crown prince Wan Yanjia didn't have the courage to turn his head to look at his uncle, and bowed his head and was silent.

Honghua smiled cruelly, projecting a vicious murderous intent in his expression, raised the wine glass in his hand, and said softly

"It's not early, you have to have dinner, you drink this medicine bar.

For yours, leg pain is curative. ”

Emperor Wan Yu forcibly suppressed, the ups and downs in his heart, and said slowly in a relaxed tone

"Are you feeding me medicinal wine?

Since you entered the palace, although I have never had a husband and wife with you, I have treated you well.

Respect you as the princess of Peacock Villas, and make you the princess.

Why, do you want to force me to die now? ”

The emperor didn't drink it, and Honghua knew that he was talking too much, and it was useless to persuade him. stalemate.

Honghua looked up at Wan Yanjia, but he didn't raise his head, lowered his head and said nothing.

Hit the safflower of the dead nail, thought; What Mo, you are the prince, at the critical moment, the virtue of this nest can be compared to the women of a few streets.

She stood in front of Emperor Wanji, barely suppressed her impatience, and said indifferently

"When the hour comes, don't grind, drink quickly."

Emperor Wan Ji shook his head, straightened his waist, tried to maintain his demeanor, and turned his head to look at Wan Yanjia.

Disappointed loudly

"I'm dead! It's a pity, it's a pity!

The Wandai country of my ancient Yan country will fall into your hands.

I don't see what I'm going to do! ”

Honghua will allow it again, Emperor Wanyu continued, she stepped forward, stretched out her hand and grabbed it, the old emperor's chin, and twisted it hard.

With the other hand, he raised the wine glass and poured the poisonous wine directly into the mouth of the Emperor Wanji.

The emperor's mouth was forced to open a little, and before he had time to drink it, the saffron had already been filled, and his mouth was full of bitter potion, and the emperor coughed and shivered.

I couldn't swallow it without taking a breath, and I spit out a lot, and seeing that the poison was spit out a lot, Honghua didn't do anything, and then poured another glass of poisoned wine.

When he walked in front of Emperor Wanji, it was the overlord who made a bow and twisted his mouth, and he was still pouring poison with all his might.

Forced to drink two cups of poisonous wine, Emperor Wan Yu knew that his fate should be like this, and there was no chance of survival, so he told the crown prince Wan Yan Jiadao

"After I die, you won't end well.

The thousand-year-old foundation of the ancient Yan Kingdom will not fall into the hands of people like you, who are unfilial and disloyal.

When the time comes, the world will be in chaos.

Evil animal, you remember, sooner or later go to your brother and ask him to forgive you for the sin of usurping power and usurping power.

You don't have to, there's no place to die. ”

Wan Yanjia slowly raised her head, seeing that her uncle Emperor Wan Yu's face was pale, and his hands and feet began to twitch slightly.

He is not as ruthless and vicious as Honghua, and he is also kind to his words, after listening to his uncle's last words, Wan Yanjia's heart was touched a lot.

He got up suddenly, knelt at the feet of Emperor Wanji, and held his uncle's twitching and trembling hand.

He asked excitedly

"Uncle Huang, you! Why do you want to abolish my crown prince for no reason? ”

The poison was working, and Emperor Wanji's mouth was already purple and he couldn't speak, and he wanted to tell the prince that it was a misunderstanding, but he could only rely on his last bit of strength to point at the red flower.

In the end, Emperor Wan Yu was like a sculpture, his eyes were round, his upper body was standing, and he died.

The crown prince Wan Yanjia silently looked at his uncle, the classic expression of not blinking and not yielding, and suddenly doubted in his heart.

Buffed up, walked up to Honghua, twisted her shirt, and shouted

"It's you, are you lying to me!

My own uncle, he, he died innocently! ”

Seeing that she had achieved her goal, Honghua felt a lot of joy in her heart, stabilized her body, stretched out her hand to pull it away, and Wan Yanjia grabbed her big hand at the placket.

He took a step back, stood in the room, and said loudly

"Don't you remember.

The emperor has never issued an edict to abdicate and allow you to ascend the throne.

Your brother has been out there all the time.

You sit steadily, the position of the prince, what else do you need me to coax you.

Since you have done it, you don't have to blame yourself,

Dead is dead. I'll send someone to clean it up. ”

Where is Wan Yanjialeng, the first time in her life she has met such a woman who is ruthless and ruthless.

For a while, he lost a lot of clarity in his heart, and he couldn't believe that Honghua was still the beautiful woman who had been grinding with his ears and temples and having a bedside love in the past few months.

Wan Yanjia recalled that on the day of her wedding a few months ago, she personally replaced the emperor and walked out of Peacock City with this woman on her back.

In such a long time of the sun and moon, the red flower has never been revealed in front of him, so calm.

Half a day passed, and Wan Yanjia's dull mouth "hummed". But I was silently surprised in my heart.

Honghua looked at his expression, knowing that Wan Yanjia would not be excited to do anything anymore, and secretly said in her heart: The courage of the horseman, the nest is wasted.