"Ruyu, the queen mother only asks you for peace, and the rest asks for nothing, as long as you are happy, the queen mother will support you in whatever you do, but this throne, the queen mother begs you to give up."

The woman wore a phoenix crown on her head and a silk garna, with a sickly look on her face, a look of guilt and helplessness,

Zhishu only felt that her eyes were so sour, and the young man who was called Ruyu was dressed in red, but he was full of elegance.

I saw the young man smiling with his eyebrows and eyes, and his expression was slightly sad, and he held the woman's hand and said with a smile:

"Queen Mother, the son has no other wishes in this life, for that position, even if he has the reputation of killing his father and mother, and mutilating his compatriots."

After saying that, he patted the woman on the shoulder, untied the whip from his waist and left.

The woman was left there to weep bitterly.

As soon as the picture turned, the woman she had just seen turned cruel and poured the wine from the flask in her hand into the mouth of the young man in red.

"Ruyu, Ruyu, mine is as good as jade, don't blame the queen mother for doing this, Zhili is so sad that he cried, he said that you stole his limelight and made him miserable, for Zhili's illness, you just bear with it."

The young man in red was pressed to his knees, unable to move.

Zhili, Zhili, it's him again, since his mother gave birth to Zhili, he has become the most redundant one. Now for the sake of the unreasonable troubles of knowing the etiquette, the queen mother actually wants to abolish his cultivation.

……

In the blink of an eye, the young man was dressed in black and fluttering, acting arrogantly and domineeringly, there was no one in his eyes, he was a good man, and the man he liked entered his room, and none of them came out alive.

The corpses were largely incomplete, missing either arms or legs, or missing eyes, tongues, ears, and hearts...... There is not a single good spot on the bare skin that is either a whip mark or a brand......

The woman looked at her from a high position, looking guilty.

In the blink of an eye, the young man was wearing armor, under him was a white horse, and a blood-stained sword in his hand.

In the blink of an eye, Jing Mingyun was sitting on the left side of the dragon chair, the woman was sitting on the right side of the dragon chair, and the one on the dragon chair was still young.

Zhishu wanted to see the face of the person on the dragon chair clearly, but he was pulled back to reality by the stinging pain in his fingers.

When he opened his eyes, Jing Mingyun's enlarged face moved his body and looked around, this place was simply furnished, it was obviously a man's room, and the bedding under him was all satin, which was not something she could use.

"Awake? I have limited power to regain this memory for you, the rest is up to you, I'm about to leave here, what about you? ”

Zhishu rubbed her face and sat up, she seemed to have cried.

"What do you mean by recapture?"

Jing Mingyun didn't answer Zhishu's question, took out the piece of jade that Zhishu was, and put it in Zhishu's hand.

"Tell you to take this piece of jade, you always don't listen, this piece of jade has the ability to travel through time and space, as long as you use spiritual power to urge you to leave here."

"It's almost time, I'm leaving."

Jing Mingyun glanced at Zhishu gently, and then came out of the door.

Jing Mingyun, who walked out of the room, looked very heavy, he erased what he was sitting in those memories, if she knew her role in it, I am afraid she would kill him at all costs.

Jing Mingyu smiled bitterly, took out the system that Jun Lanyan gave him, put it at the door of Zhishu, and said goodbye in his heart through the door.

The next day we meet will be the time of-for-tat, and the last thing I want in my life is that the tip of my sword will be against your heart, I just hope that you will be strong soon, and then defeat me fiercely......