She was once beaten into the cold palace and was seriously ill, but it was Begonia who desperately escaped and gave her medicine.

It was also on that day that Concubine De wore a bright yellow Wufengji dress, and stepped into this cold palace with a carefully carved long tail shining in the sun.

The palace maid next to Concubine De carefully wiped the tables and chairs in the cold palace, and Concubine De sat down shallowly.

It was also on that day that Concubine De gave Begonia a red for the crime of stealing.

The blood stained the snow in the cold palace, and Concubine De just watched the guards execute coldly, and looked back, a pair of eyes like obsidian, "Are you still satisfied?" ”

Ning Zhiyao was lying on the bed with pale lips, a layer of cold sweat appeared on her forehead, and her body was so weak that it was difficult to even sit up.

Ning Zhiyao held his body strongly, "The winner is the king, the loser is the villain, there is nothing to say in this palace, but in the next life, this palace will not let you go even if you are a ghost." ”

Concubine De brushed her robe, smiled lightly, and said in a casual tone, "A world of people, where did you have the courage to call yourself this palace?" ”

One sentence made Ning Zhiyao so angry that she vomited blood and stained the mattress.

Concubine De just smiled, "The emperor can keep you in the cold palace and give you a place to stay, it is the emperor's mercy, if you die here, how unlucky it will be." ”

In a word, after the abolition, the Ning clan was thrown into a mass grave and a wilderness of violent corpses.

Recalling her previous life, Ning Zhiyao trembled slightly, and the hatred in her heart could hardly be concealed.

The sky opened her eyes and made her reborn, calculating the time, it was the time when she fell into the water when she was young.

The story after the rebirth must be known to everyone, it is nothing more than fighting down the vicious stepmother Bai Lian Shumei, stabbing the former enemy, and even because he anticipated the future many times, he was named a first-class national teacher, so I won't repeat it.

In the twenty-fifth year of Xiaozhao, the Houluo clan of Wu'an guarded the self-stealing and raising the dead, intending to threaten the safety of the Gyeonggi region.

In the previous life, a will that fell on the head of the Ning family, in this life, it fell on the head of the Luo family.

But anyone with a discerning eye knows that this reason is nonsense, the Marquis of Wu'an has military power, if you really want to rebel, how can you raise the dead.

But public opinion is never something that a few clear-minded people can control.

Ning Zhiyao kept Luo Yu just to torture her, and the scene of Concubine De's martial arts in her previous life went deep into the bone marrow, and when she closed her eyes, it was all hatred.

On the day of the execution, Luo Yu looked at his father's corpse and crashed into the guard's spear, confessing his injustice, and his eyes were burned with blood and tears.

She has always been loyal to the Marquis of Wu'an, why did she come to this trumped-up charge.

What does a military prostitute do, she doesn't know what, she would rather die than humiliate the Luo family.

Luo Yu died tragically, and beyond Ning Zhiyao's expectations, she couldn't wait to dig up Luo Yu's bones and whip the corpse.

The plot comes to an abrupt end every time the original owner dies, and what happens next, the plot is no longer told.

Luo Yu's obsession is to find out the truth of the matter and protect the lives of the people in the house.

Ling Mei looked sideways, slightly puzzled, "The task is to fulfill the original owner's wish?" ”

007 nodded, "yes~"

Ling Mei: "I remember that you belong to the World Peace Preservation Plane Group. ”

007: "Well, I don't know. ”

⊙∀⊙！

Each plane group has a neat division of labor, and it stands to reason that the original owner just wants to protect the people in the house, and there is no obsession to destroy the world, and this task should not be assigned to them at all.

"Yu'er."

The woman who came out of the cloak was in her early thirties, and she looked like everyone was full of beauty in a moon-white dress.