Well, if [the book] "obey." Several of the guards received the order and grabbed Lingxi's shoulders and dragged them out unceremoniously. Lingxi struggled to the death, broke free from the guards and crawled towards Ming Shen, but before he could get close, he was re-grabbed by the one behind him.

"Miss. Miss. Please, don't override me. Let me drink poisoned wine. Let me hang myself......." Lingxi's mournful cry echoed in the hall. It's pitiful, and anyone who hears it can't bear it.

Ming Shen stopped wanting to go out. Turning his head indifferently. looked at the spirit rhino who was restrained by the guards without mercy. The corner of his eyes crossed the sneer: "This palace has already begged the emperor to give you time to commit suicide. It's you yourself who don't cherish it properly. The decree is hard to disobey. You are not worth the risk that this house will take for you. The thing you seduced Bai Pengfei. The emperor's side is clear. You have committed his taboo. He won't let you die well. There is nothing this palace can do, so take her down to be executed."

Ming Shen's words undoubtedly caused Lingxi to fall into the abyss of despair completely. She slashed at her with a vicious gaze. Hysterically cursed: "Nalan Mingshen. You cousin raised a cheap hoof, you are proud. Your fate must be a hundred times worse than mine. How much the emperor loves you. In the future, I will hate you how deeply. Hahahaha......."

Qiu Gui was furious when he heard this. He yelled at the guards, "Don't take her down yet. Cut out her tongue before the execution."

Everyone knows that Qiu Gui is the confidant of the imperial concubine. As soon as she said this, she said. Naturally, the guards did not dare to slack off. Quickly took the spirit rhino out of the Yikun Palace. Only a string of unbearable curses was left behind. Drifting between the long walls of the palace that were covered in snow.

After the spirit rhino was taken away. Qiu Gui pointed to a group of palace guards who were kneeling in the snow and shivering, and respectfully asked, "Imperial Concubine Niangniang. How did these people fall?"

"The grandmothers who stripped the clothes of the main palace in the Wutong Garden pulled them to the violent room to peel and cramp. The eunuchs who had waited for the rhino concubine in Yikun Palace were all killed. All the palace maids were added to the pot. The guards who burned Caifeng to death were divided into five horses. As for the one called green or something. It's too cheap to let her die. Send her to Ningguta to work as a military prostitute." Ming Shen casually glanced at the frightened group of people, his face cold and unwarm. The red lips are slightly raised. A mocking and merciless arc overflowed. Then Luo sleeves and a peerless wave of elegance led the palace people out of Yikun Palace.

As soon as she walked out of the palace gate with her front feet, a heart-rending wail came from behind her. The cry shook the sky, like a hundred ghosts in the infernal hell crying together, and the sharp screams continued to reach her ears, as if they were about to penetrate her eardrums. Break her heart. Repeat it again.

And Ming Shen has no feelings at the moment. There is no life. There is no temperature, cold and cruel to the point that there is only a trace of pleasure after revenge. She tightened the plush neckline of her cape. Holding Qiu Gui's hand, he walked straight back along the palace wall, without commanding an umbrella, and let the cold snow the size of a goose feather hit the numb face with a feeling of pain, which made him feel that he was still conscious.

The harem is truly a wonderful place. Like a big dye vat full of blood. It's not about dyeing others red with your blood. It is to dye oneself red with the blood of others. It can dye everyone in it beyond recognition. Including her own pair of ten fingers, which are not stained with spring water, are also soaked into blood-stained femme fatales.

Don't blame her for being ruthless, she just doesn't want to leave a trace of trouble, just because the Lingxi thing has taught her a deep lesson, so that she deeply understands that the future troubles are endless.

...

The vast morning bell urges the twilight drum, accompanied by the sound of the drum that points directly to the hearts of the people, a touch of red sun hanging high in the sky gradually sinks in the west, and the blood-colored afterglow is shrouded in the magnificent Rui Palace.

On top of the thousand-zhang high city tower, Wen Hao stood in a thick ink-like robe, the golden crown shining in the reflection of the setting sun, and his majestic demeanor was even inferior to the towering building.

He stood alone on the city wall, looking at the morning glow and the mountains in the distance. Let the brilliant golden light pierce the eye membrane, and the melodious sound of the pipa and the impassioned admonition always echo in his ears, no matter which sound it is, it is all deeply piercing his heart that has been sealed for many years.

Landscape. Beauty. How exactly should he do both?

"The sunset is infinitely good, but it's a pity that it's almost dusk, just waiting for the moon to shine in the sky, in the enchanting twilight will be buried in the night after all, is Your Highness reluctant?" Mocking laughter came from behind him. Wen Hao turned around. I saw Murong Fan wearing a dark purple mink fur. Coming out of the twilight glow.

"If you're here to persuade me to send an army against Kyoto. Please go back." Wen Hao stared at the comer with a cold gaze. Drop a sentence lightly. I don't want to say anything more.

Murong Fan didn't feel embarrassed at all. Instead, he smiled playfully: "The minister is here to send the information in the palace to His Royal Highness Prince Rui for the night ghost. Are you sure you don't want to listen?"

"You're kind to her. Go ahead. What information has Nightshade found out again?" Wen Hao snorted coldly. The cold voice calmed down. He asked again: "The palace is fine."

Murong Fan looked leisurely and waved his feather fan lightly. Laughing playfully and pretending to lament: "Okay can't be good. But Shen Guifei is ruthless enough. Bloodbathed Yikun Palace overnight. More than 160 lives. Gee. I've heard that all of those people died horribly. Heaven is angry, people are resentful."

Wen Hao was very upset with Murong Fan's tone. He interrupted with a heavy snort: "Those people deserve to die."

After Murong Fan laughed dryly a few times. Change the appearance of a chuckle. With a solemn expression, he said: "The morning bell and the dusk drum wake up how many mountains and rivers are famous and rich. Why didn't you wake up His Highness? Your second brother is not a man who is obsessed with sex. He had already begun to plot a plan to destroy Sichuan and Shu. If Your Highness still does not move. The Sixth Army did not send it. Gave the guy time to be full-fledged. What's the difference between sitting back and waiting."

Wen Hao began to be silent again. Only the sound of the wind whispered in the ears of the two. Recalling Murong Fan's words. Wen Hao suddenly froze his expression. Said firmly: "Jiangshan. Beauty, this king wants both."

Murong Fan looked at Wen Hao with a determined face. Zheng Zheng said: "Concubine Shen's sins are too numerous to write. She poisoned the first emperor. Forced his father to death. Aunt Poison. and also set up a beauty bureau to kill Princess Zhenyue'er. Now he is involved in imperial power. Slaughter Palace. Once the Imperial City is breached. Princess Gulun couldn't spare her. Nan'an Shizi can't spare her. Even if you want to save her life. Don't forget to return it and your old uncle. He has a blank decree left by the first emperor in his hand."

"You don't need to say this, this king also knows." Wen Hao's face instantly became extremely solemn. The voice is strong and deep. The jade-like eyes are like thick inkstones. It's so deep that it can't be dissolved.......

"Your Highness knows it. Still hesitating about something. It is difficult to achieve great things in the future. You still want to make her a concubine. Brother and sister-in-law. This is an infamy for the ages. Even if you don't care about fame. You can't get past Uncle Huang."

Murong Fan's calm temper was in a hurry. Because I'm desperate for answers. It leads to a slight urgency in the tone of speech." What the hell does Your Highness think in your heart? Can you tell Fan?"

"If a man can't even protect the woman he loves, what's the use of sitting on the country? The matter of sending troops to fight is very important, let's discuss it later, since the night charm is back, you can choose to marry her one day, she is the person who has been with me since childhood, don't treat her lightly." Wen Hao smiled self-deprecatingly, leaving a passage that was more elusive than the wind, and walked silently into the distance, the figure looked a little vicissitudes. There is a trace of loneliness, and there is a majestic domineering spirit invisibly spontaneous.

"It's nature." Murong Fan heard him mention the night charm, the anxiety on his face faded a little, and then he reflected it, quickly chased Wen Hao's back, and threatened: "If Your Highness doesn't make a decision, the minister will tell the old emperor about you falling in love with Concubine Shen!"

"You dare!" Wen Hao stopped suddenly, his sharp eyes vaguely exuding awe-inspiring, revealing a coldness that people dare not comprehend." If you dare to tell the old emperor, this king will make the night ghost his concubine and hide her in the palace, so that you will never see her for the rest of your life."

He was definitely not scaring Murong Fan when he said this, Night Charm was one of his personal maids, although he had never touched her, but as long as he was willing, he could put Night Charm in any position.

Murong Fan didn't seem to care about anything on the surface, but there was no doubt that the night charm had long become his weakness, and the hero was sad to pass the beauty pass, and at this moment he suddenly understood Wen Hao's infatuation and attachment to Concubine Shen.

...

The moon quietly shows a smile from the eastern sky. Soft glow. But it gives people a feeling of comfort and infatuation.

In the princess's bedroom, Ming Wan and Jiang Yan sat opposite each other on the big kang near the window. A blue and white hooked octagonal candlestick on the desk. Illuminates the room with a soft glow.

Ming Wan was dressed in a brocade robe with a dark pattern of gold silk peony. The head is gilded and emerald hibiscus is shaking. Hang down your thumb and move the pearl heavily. Glittering in candlelight. It looks more dignified and luxurious.

I saw her pick up a sunspot in her hand. Holding his chin and thinking for a while. Landed on a black and white chessboard.

"Sister Princess's talent is quick, her chess skills are exquisite, and the concubine is a little overwhelmed, it seems that you are winning the game this time." Jiang Yan is already very beautiful. Today's crescent moon white gold silk epiphany rain silk robe is even more delicate for her, and the double flying pinched gold silk butterfly hairpin on the bun is vivid. It's like two butterflies about to fly.

Mingwan snorted. mocked: "What does this princess mean by winning you?" Lord Wang, he doesn't like you again. If you win, you win for nothing."

Jiang Yan was directly exposed to the scar. The delicate countenance stiffened and stiffened. Half an hour later. Only then did he barely squeeze out a smile: "Why should the princess sister worry about the sky?" As long as the prince breaks through the imperial city. Concubine Shen's slut is sure to die, and Niangniang is a shrewd person. Why bother with a dying man for a moment?

What's more, you are the one who wants to be the mother of the world in the future. Now she is pregnant with the flesh and blood of the prince. Such a blessing. How can a person from a lowly background like Concubine Shen be able to compare?"

"Why do you think the prince has not sent troops all the time? I don't care about the slut raised by that cousin." Ming Wan said hatefully. At this point, I feel even more depressed and uncomfortable." Why do you think this princess is pregnant with the prince's child? It's not that the prince is drunk and treats this princess as that slut, so he is fortunate to be this princess!"

"Ahh Jiang Yan's beautiful eyes widened in disbelief, she only knew that the princess stayed in the princess's bedroom all night, but she didn't know that they were not as harmonious as they appeared to be, compared to her own empty boudoir, the princess was more pitiful than her, she could see it, but she couldn't get it.

"Princess, the concubine has a plan, I don't know if it's feasible? Let's tell the old emperor uncle that the prince likes Concubine Shen, the prince has a cold and arrogant personality, and he says nothing about it, and now only the old emperor can suppress him."

Ming Wan was furious after hearing this, and her cloud sleeves were raised. Sweep the black and white pieces on the chessboard to the ground. Then he smiled sarcastically: "Do you think that this princess didn't think of it?" Jiang Yan, you have to be smart, you go and say, don't come to this princess, are you stupid to me? I went and said, even if the prince doesn't kill me, he will be annoyed with me because of this incident. and they will never see me again."

"Sister Princess, don't be angry, it's all because the concubine is not well considered!" Jiang Yan owed herself to make amends, and saw that Mingwan's anger gradually subsided. Only then did he pull her down again, and laughed softly: "You and I can't say anything about this matter, there must be someone to say it, it's better for us to secretly release the news to General Meng, he has an upright temperament, and he will definitely not be able to sit still after knowing it. I will definitely go to the old emperor uncle to discuss, and when the time comes, the prince will blame him, you and I just don't know, anyway, it's no secret that he likes Concubine Shen, and we can't blame the two of us."

Mingwan subconsciously bit her lip. The face sitting upright sneered, and the elite eyes looked Jiang Yan up and down, and said slowly: "This princess will open one eye and close one eye in this matter, you can do it if you want to, don't affect the princess when the matter is revealed, remember that you are not for the princess, but for yourself, the princess already has an heir, even if the palace is lonely, there will be heirs to rely on in the future, but you are different. It's been more than a year since I married into Prince Rui's mansion. But it's still a perfect body. It's time to work hard."

After Ming Wan finished speaking, she got up and brushed her sleeves and turned into the dormitory, she knew that Jiang Yan would definitely do it, and when her sister died, she was telling the prince what Jiang Yan had done, so she would be the only one in the harem, and she was also the sister of Concubine Shen, the prince's thoughts could not be pinned, and the favor would naturally be transferred to her.

...

The night breeze blows from the half-hidden window lattice into the west warmth of the heart nourishing hall. Lift the light veil curtain. The beautiful color looms, the mandarin duck quilt turns up red waves, and the wind seems to be mixed with a thin breath. Lingering and sad.

Ming Shen raised his head, and the three thousand green silks fluttered in the crimson candlelight with the shaking of his body. The dancing wind constantly shook the candle flames. The light and shadow make her strive to end this vulgar human flesh trade as soon as possible. Reason drove her into fierce battles with rivals of equal proportion......

After a spring breeze and rain. Ming Shen's tired pillow rested on Wenxuan's chest. His black hair was wet with thin sweat. Scattered on the apricot couch. More charming.

Wen Xuan suddenly grabbed her soft little hand and put it to her lips, kissed it lightly like a feather flick, and said with an evil smile: "Such a spicy hand, who would have thought that it was such a soft and boneless red crisp hand, stained with the blood of more than one hundred and sixty people in Yikun Palace!"

"Is the emperor distressed? Is it difficult that among the more than 160 people, is it good to have the emperor's old looks?" Ming Shenjiao sneered. Stretching out the green jade and pointing at his lips, Hui Huang's eyes blinked, as if he was provoking. It's like picking again. Amuse.

Wen Xuan grabbed her hand again, put it on the tip of his nose and greedily sniffed the incense that made him obsessed, and said almost obsessively: "I just like this smell of blood, flamboyant, crazy, and with an indescribable demonic aura. Just like Daji. Like Yuxi. With an innate charisma. It's fascinating."

"Tyrant!" Ming Shen gave him a fierce look. Because I can't stand the eyes of his visitation. turned over, and suddenly there was murder in the wet and bright eyes stained with spring.

"Then let me, the tyrant, punish you, the femme fatale." Wen Xuan looked at Ming Shen's charming back line. In the can no longer control themselves. Suddenly rolled over. Pressed her under her again. Drink the sweetness in her mouth to the fullest. Forced her to entangle with him.

Ming Shen's body has softened and quickly turned into a puddle of water. The blazing flames had completely enveloped her. Forcing her to quietly shed tears again.

She admonished herself in her heart. Nalan Mingshen, don't cry. Because it's all the result of your own doing. You trade your body for rights. He takes possession of your body with imperial power. Fair enough. Really fair.