130 Love and Hate (3)

I took a deep breath, relieved myself a little, and continued, "I am not worthy of Your Majesty's anger on me to ruin my own history, and I don't have to be angry with anyone else, let alone yourself," I frowned, and said, "If Your Majesty has any affection for me, you must not let me become a sinner for the ages, and I don't want to." ”

Luo Xi stopped, looked at me quietly, and said quietly, for a while, he said quietly, "The rotten demon of the beautiful women of the sky, the red face is bright and shining, and the red face is ruined, which is contrary to the meaning of the words themselves," the corner of his mouth hooked, "I just never thought that you also began to care about the opinions of others." ”

The ambergris in the incense burner emitted a shallow white smoke from time to time, a few wisps of it, and slowly dispersed in all directions. I retracted my gaze and smiled quietly, "I've always cared," the tone was light, sighed, and continued, "Legend has it that the Western Zhou Dynasty was dedicated to the King of Zhou You for political reasons, and after entering the palace, he was deeply favored by the King of Zhou You, but he was depressed all day long, and the King of Zhou You ordered who could make Bao Xi smile and reward a thousand gold, and then the father of the State of Yu offered the idea of 'Beacon Fire Opera Princes', and the Beacon Fire Princes saw that they thought the enemy was attacking and sent troops to rescue, only to find that there was no enemy after coming, and Bao Xi smiled unconsciously. King You of Zhou has since lost his trust in the princes. Later, Xiyi Dog Rong attacked the Zhou Dynasty, and King You of Zhou lit the beacon fire again, but the princes did not come to the rescue. The Western Zhou perished. Even if Your Majesty dares to be the king of Zhou You, I don't want to be a compliment and be so spurned by future generations. ”

Luo Xi's face suddenly tensed, without a hint of relaxation, and said in a deep voice, "I actually compared me to King Zhou You, who gave you the guts?" ”

I lowered my eyes and said, "Your Majesty's prestige has spread all over the world, how can it be compared to King Zhou You, I just don't want Your Majesty to be because of me...... And ruined the prosperous world that he created with his own hands. ”

His eyes were slightly bright, and he looked at me and said, "Thousands of years of hegemony, history will eventually be judged, and the romance and romance are well-known, in fact, since ancient times, it has never been interrupted, and the right and wrong in it are not what you and I can understand according to a few words, but I have no time to take care of it, and I can't take care of everyone's hearts, so I have to think about myself first." ”

There is a cool breeze poured in, the two whistles seem to be radiating from the top of the head, and the lights outside have been lit, and the courtyard of the Yanlai Palace is as bright as day for a while, and the fierce sword halberds collide and rub out the "lala" firelight, drifting to the porch to burn out one hole after another in the rain-colored window screen. The frame was mixed with the terrified cries of the palace people, and the muffled sound of the cold blade piercing through the flesh and blood and throwing it heavily against the door wall kept haunting my ears.

The crowd gradually gathered, the figure standing in front of the door kicked away the father-in-law who was blocking the door, the "squeak" door was wide open, several strong men who seemed to be powerful and forceful carefully groped forward, followed by a woman, dressed in a pale pink brocade foil silk robe, embroidered with a budding red peach on the placket, Yanran makeup, Feixian hair bun, white and round face, lips with a little different from ordinary people's red, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a touch of evil charm and presumptuousness on the face.

She stood a foot away, a smile on her face, and said, "Bring it up." ”

The father-in-law who had been dragged in was already wounded and skinless, lying on the ground twenty paces away from us, as if even his screams were gradually fading. A sixteen or seventeen-year-old maid was also dragged to her knees, so frightened that she kept kowtowing and begging for mercy, her forehead was already broken, and clear blood was overflowing, slowly drooping through her clear and tearful eyes.

Luo Xi's black hair was scattered over his shoulders, his eyes were dark and bottomless, and he turned around and pulled out a green sword from the scabbard hanging on the shelf, the end of the sword was compared to the strange people in front of him, and the sword halberd seemed to have a demonic blood on it. He raised his eyebrows, his eyes full of disdain, "Red Moon Palace." It's finally here, I've been waiting for a long time. ”

The woman was still expressionless, and opened her mouth to say, "Oh? In this way, the combat effectiveness of His Majesty's subordinates is also average. ”

I frowned and whispered, "Red Moon Palace." "As if the devil was stunned, when my mind was clear again, I was already behind Luo Xi.

Luo Xi's eyes glanced down slightly, and he looked at his father-in-law's face full of blood, "Wantonly killing palace people, this account must be settled with you." ”

The woman smiled flirtatiously and asked, "How do you count it?" ”

With a "bang", Luo Xi's sword hilt pushed, and the sharp blade with cold light had been deeply inserted into the heart of a strong man beside the woman, but it was a short pause, and the sword blade was neatly withdrawn, but the strong man did not die immediately, just collapsed on the ground like a puddle of mud, breathing with his mouth wide open, his eyes were wide open, and his eyes seemed to feel like they were about to pop out. Luo Xi took off a brocade from the waist seal, wiped the blade of the sword, and said, "That's it, how about it?" ”

The woman snorted and laughed, "Immortal Tribulation," as she spoke, she raised her hand, and a small knife flew out of nowhere, hitting the strong man's head, fast and accurate, giving him a painful pleasure, "In the past, I only knew that His Majesty was the third prince of the nobles, and he was born like jade, but he didn't want to make a move, and he was even more neat, and his heart was ruthless enough." Everyone said that the second prince was indulgent, stubborn, desolate and tyrannical, while the third prince was stable and stable, benevolent and mild-tempered. It seems that what is said is not very pertinent, and the rumors in the market cannot be fully believed. ”

The little maid who knelt on the ground and kowtowed trembled, screamed in panic, crawled over on her knees in a few steps, grabbed the corner of the woman's skirt, and cried and said, "Let go of the slave and maid, the slave and the maid, please let go of the slave and the maid." ”

The woman's gaze gently swept over the little girl's hands, "It's dirty." The woman's flowing gauze skirt was embroidered with a glittering silver pear blossom stained with a few points of blood, which was eye-catching, and the distant white pear blossom instantly turned into a bewitching poppy.

The little maid was full of horror, opened her mouth, and wiped the woman's skirt with her sleeves in a daze, crying, "The slave didn't mean it, the slave and the maid came to wipe it clean." ”

The woman kicked the child to the ground, and two soft blades suddenly jumped out of her cuffs, and before she could react, the little girl's white and thin hands had been cut off and thrown to the ground, and her knuckles were still trembling and beating.

Luo Xi frowned slightly, and the Qingyu sword in his hand then crossed a beautiful arc in the air, and the blood lines were scattered, gorgeous and beautiful, and I don't know whose hands were cut aside, and the four hands came into my eyes neatly.

I couldn't tell who it was, but I could only hear the piercing screams one after another, as if they had broken through the top of the sky in an instant, and scattered the crows that were resting on the branches and screaming fiercely.

I stood stupidly in place, like a statue cast in stone, my anxiety for feelings had been cut off, my eyes widened, I bit my lip tightly, I felt powerless, I was afraid that I could no longer move a single bit.