The dim candle flame reflected the mottled walls, a thin wine lamp rested on the dilapidated desk, the gilded cup wall was tattooed with auspicious dragons and phoenixes, the sparks in the brazier crackled, and a handful of silver carbon was rare in the middle of winter.

Yan Da stood up with the table, the fine barbs on the table sank into the flesh, Yan Da was unconscious, staggered over, almost fell to the ground with a soft body, raised her voice and mocked: "Cheap concubine, please - Da'an!" ”

The red phoenix robe with gold thread peacock feathers sat slowly on the chair with the shelf of the queen of the main palace, the eyebrows were arbitrary and disdainful, mixed with fine gold powder on the corners of the eyes, crushed a tone of arrogance, and the tone was as gentle as water: "Your Majesty has become a great treasure, and the palace has specially prepared thin wine, to congratulate you Yanda,"

Glancing at Yan Da with a smile, the woman faintly spat out the rest of the words, "Wake up from a big dream." ”

Yan Da's words were in her ears, she only laughed stupidly, as if she wanted to pounce and pinch her neck, but she fell to the ground and fell at Song Jiao's feet, Yan Da moved her body and crawled forward, crying and laughing, laughing out of tears, "Wake up from a big dream?" Congratulations to you too! Congratulations to you - congratulations to your mother and the world! ”

"You really can't bear it, are you reluctant to ask him to send me a game?" Yan Da's sharp voice echoed in the hall, she couldn't stand up anymore, her internal organs hurt badly, she was a teenager with a happy eye, and now she fell to pieces, and she will never recover.

Clear-eyed people know that she can't last long now, but Song Jiao still can't wait to kill her, yes, the bells and drums outside are noisy, and the golden phoenix is chirping, she is now the queen, and she is naturally an eyesore to see how she is abandoned.

It's just that he refused to come to send him off, since he is so disgusted with her, why should he make her his queen? The world said that she was a red face and a troublemaker, that she was a demon to confuse the public, that she was a bone erode, that the historian punished the pen, and that the world punished the heart.

She is the demon queen of Daji in the world, Dayuan.

Yan Da raised her eyelids with difficulty, her neck hurt badly, and her voice was extremely ugly, hoarse and miserable: "There is a phoenix but no phoenix, there is a beauty skin but no beauty bones, heh-Song Jiao, you want it too, you have to die a good death." ”

The beauty's fingers holding the wine cup suddenly tightened, her eyes swept hurriedly to the hall, and fell on the burning red brazier, and the embroidered shoes inlaid with Dongzhu kicked the brazier at her feet fiercely, but there was a noble and gentle smile on her face, and she sighed with a face: "After so many years, you are still not likable at all." ”

The hot charcoal fire smashed on her body, it was red and scorching, the skin and flesh were burned black, and it smelled unpleasant, and cold sweat broke out on Yan Da's forehead.

Today's embarrassment and former honor, the nobility of the corpse mountain and the sea of blood, Yan Da also smiled, the flowers and branches of laughter trembled, and the laughter suppressed the color of the mountains and rivers.

The large pieces of flesh and skin on the face turned out, the bloody appearance was a little terrifying, the smell of blood and burnt was disgusting, the blood slid down the neck into the ravine, the translucent white was glued to the stunning red, like a picture of flesh and blood.

Yanda's lips were pale, and her face was particularly erosive against a bloody face.

The maidservant squatted down sideways, poured the thin glass of cold wine down Yanda's neck, the liquor entered her throat, and the pain in her throat was piercing, and suddenly, the closed wooden door was pushed open from the outside, and the wind and snow poured in.

The man came in the sun, like a god, the hem of his clothes swept over the threshold, Yan Da saw his appearance clearly in the flying dust, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, eyebrows and eyes like rippling autumn water, thin fingers clasped the temple door, Shi Shiran stood in front of her, his eyes were as indifferent as ever.