Chapter 595: The second male appears
When Lian Yusheng returned to King Xuan's Mansion, it was past the hour, and Yue Jianxi slept deeply.
He went to the clean room and washed it out, then slept on the bed, and held Yue Jianxi in his arms, and Yue Jianxi didn't wake up during the whole process.
Lian Yusheng stroked her forehead with some distress, the poison of the cold sea Qingchi had a great impact on her, and she was a little muddy and not very energetic all day long.
Fortunately, she is optimistic by nature, otherwise I am really worried that she will continue to waste like this.
Lian Yusheng suddenly remembered what Fu Li'er said, I gave the medicine Gu to my daughter, the medicine Gu can be used to the extreme, and it must be used well.
He saw snow worms bring people back to life.
It's a pity that the current snow worm seems to have reverted its power because of the change of owner.
If you want him to return to the past, he needs to pile up gold, and I'm afraid that a few gold mountains digging gold every day can't satisfy it.
Now the treasury is empty, and gold is even more difficult to obtain.
Lian Yusheng spread out his palm, the black pattern on the palm of his hand loomed, and he could already see the approximate outline, and he couldn't hold on for long.
It's time to figure it out.
The moonlight outside the house poured in, illuminating the black pattern of his palm even more strangely.
Just when he was also asleep, the burn scar on Yue Jianxi's back also turned black, forming an even more bizarre totem.
There was no dream all night, and the moon was revived with blood in the early morning of the next day.
She was early, Lian Yusheng was earlier than her, and she went to the morning court before dawn.
Sure enough, he slept later than the cat, got up earlier than the chicken, and suffered from it.
Yue Jianxi ate early and asked Lai Xi: "Did you come to me today?" ”
Lai Xi shook his head: "I didn't hear the report from the porter." ”
"Well, you tell the porter, whenever someone comes to me, whatever it is, let me know."
What Han Yunyi looks like, she hasn't seen it yet, who knows if she will look ugly, and she won't be able to get on the stage, so the porter of the palace will be driven away.
She was still waiting for him to come to her, so that she could find out who had designed to frame her.
She is not afraid that Han Yunyi will not come, that Xiang Xu Ling is a rare thing at first glance, and he will definitely come.
After resting for a while, Yue Jianxi took Gu Hong out of the door.
This time, Gu Hong and Fenghua Xueyue should not be in any danger.
Anyway, she was going to Yuefu to see the third brother and how his leg was healing.
The leg is connected, and whether it can be used by him depends on the final result.
The carriage traveled to South Street, and suddenly Yue Jianxi felt a burst of oppression, and Gu Hong's sword was withdrawn, but it was too late.
A figure landed beside Yue Jianxi, and a knife was held against Gu Hong's throat.
"Get out." Then with a palm, he pushed Gu Hong out of the carriage.
Gu Hong flew over a few times before he stabilized himself and landed on the ground, shocked by the martial arts of the comer, and quickly came back to his senses and chased after him.
Yue Jianxi raised her eyebrows and looked at the person, her temperament was as cold as frost, and she could feel the cold all over her body.
It's completely different from the cold of his persimmon, the cold of the persimmon is cold but still elegant, it's just that the face is cold, but he still has the other demeanor that he should have.
But this person is different, it is cold from the bones, and even the light in his eyes is so cold that it is intimidating.
But this person's eyes are really good-looking, the inverted triangular Danfeng eyes are narrow and charming.
The eyes are cold, but they can be so cold that they can breathe the soul, which is simply ecstatic.
It's a pity that you can't see the face, but judging from the three-dimensional silhouette of the veil, he is definitely a man with a high nose bridge and a perfect silhouette.