Everyone also immediately looked towards the sight of the southern butterfly.

Hua Yinxun's teeth tightened, and it took a long time to turn around and see the back as straight as a green bamboo, standing under the begonia tree.

The wind blew her hair, her clothes, and the petals fell to the ground.

To go or to stay, she hasn't figured it out yet. Zhu Xun'er walked out from the front and shouted: "Ling Ji, I was about to send wine to everyone, why don't Ling Ji go over with you." ”

What is there she that she dare not face?

"Okay."

Tang Qianshu turned around and walked towards the feast. A straight chest, dignified. Because she owes nothing.

In front of Hua Yinxun, those sons didn't dare to say anything, and there was a kind of sympathy and ridicule in their eyes. but politely and decently saluted.

"Ling Ji is well, please take a seat."

Therefore, the realm that words can reach is often impossible for the human heart to reach.

Tang Qianshu sat down, and Hua Yinxun said to his subordinates: "Yuanbao, add wine to Ling Ji." ”

Tang Qianshu looked at Hua Yinxun and said slowly: "Yuanbao, this wine is not strong enough, take a dream back for this palace." ”

……

...... "Thirteenth brother, Jincheng's dream back wine, this is delicious?" ”

...... "This wine is cold, clear, and mellow...... Delicious? ”

......" The entrance is strong and slightly bitter, and the aftertaste is particularly sweet, which makes people want to take another sip, just for the aroma. ”

...... "That's why it's called Dream Back." ”

……

"It is rumored that Princess Yanqi does not let her eyebrows be bearded, and her courage is extraordinary, and she can see it today, and she really lives up to her reputation."

Those people don't know the meaning of dreaming back, touting in that nothingness.

Tang Qianshu lowered his eyelashes, and the corners of his mouth curved.

In the past, I didn't understand why some people would stop when they heard a certain song, and some people would cry when they saw a street corner, but now I understand that a song is a person, and a street corner is a story.

A cup of dreams, a lifetime of drunkenness.

Nandie Mandarin scooped up a bowl of soup, got up lightly, and walked in front of Tang Qianshu.

"Sister Yan, drinking hurts your body, please drink a bowl of soup first." She held the hot soup in both hands and held it in front of Tang Qianshu.

Some people said enviously: "King Yin is really blessed, one wife is obedient and humble, and one wife is bold and magnificent." ”

Bold and atmospheric?

Tang Qianshu looked at Nan Dieyuan's waist and abdomen, thinking of Hua Yinxun's appearance of touching her belly with Hua Xiaotang for the first time, thinking that he would treat Nan Dieyuan like that, and he would also put his ear on her stomach and listen to the child's heartbeat......

A flash of crazy despair flashed in her heart, she couldn't raise her hand, let alone take the bowl of soup, and even the smile on her lips was in jeopardy.

"Sister, the soup has to be drunk while it's hot!"

Nan Butterfly smiled innocently and gently, and held the bowl of soup closer.

People were watching them.

Tang Qianshu tugged at the corners of his mouth and reached out to take the bowl of soup. As soon as the fingertips touched the bowl, the bowl of soup suddenly toppled over.

"Ahh The southern butterfly let out a soft snort.

The hot soup drenched the dresses of the two men.

Nan Butterfly took a few steps back, his left hand clenched the fingertips of his right hand, revealing a painful expression, and his petite body swayed lightly, as if he was about to fall.

Tang Qianshu instinctively reached out to help her, but in the end he didn't do anything.

"What are you doing?" Angry accusations whipped like whips.

Hua Yinxun pushed her away and hurriedly stepped forward, hugging the cowering Nan Butterfly Mandarin Duck into her arms.

"Thirteenth brother......" Nan Dieyuan called softly, nestled in his arms, raised his round and attractive jaw slightly, and blinked his eyes, as if there were tears.

Thirteenth Brother......

The corners of Tang Qianshu's mouth hooked again, this call can be called by anyone.

"Is it hurting somewhere?" Hua Yinxun's expression was worried, "Can you burn the child?" ”

"No, it's just that I'm slightly hot."

"I'll see."

The southern butterfly duck stretched out her right hand, and her delicate fingertips were slightly red.

Hua Yinxun held her hand and looked at it carefully, as if it was not her hand that was burned, but his heart. Then he raised his head and looked at Tang Qianshu, his eyes full of reproach.

The entire Lan Pavilion suddenly fell silent, and everyone present was silent, watching this scene. Only the begonia flowers full of trees remain, floating in the unsophisticated world.

Sure enough, there is no rise and fall, and honor and disgrace are not shocked.

Tang Qianshu learned the appearance of the grass and trees, not suffering or being frightened, standing and standing, neither humble nor arrogant.

Hua Yinxun said in front of everyone: "Yan Shaling, you have to hurt this child before you stop?" ”

Everyone knew that Ling Ji had given birth prematurely not long ago, but King Yin came back with a pregnant woman and wanted to be made a concubine, could Ling Ji stand it? In the backyard of the palace, which woman is not ruthless?

The silence and gaze of everyone, as well as the accusation in Hua Yinxun's eyes, were like sharp blades, cruelly stabbing Tang Qianshu.

She seemed to hear the cry of a baby under the begonia tree.

Hua Xiaotang, a well-behaved child will be liked.

Yuan Bao came back with a dream, only to find that things didn't seem to be quite right, and he was about to go back.

Tang Qianshu reached out and grabbed the jar of wine, hugged it to his chest, opened the altar with his right hand, and with a bang, threw the lid away, and picked up the jar.

looked at Hua Yinxun, raised his head and drank it.

Wine spilled from the corners of her lips, and it ran all over her face, burning her heart.

After drinking, he slammed the jar to the ground. Walked up to him: "Hua Yinxun, let me ask you one last time, choose me or her?" ”

Everyone gasped, this Yan Qi Princess really has a big temper, she had forced Hua Yinxun to marry her before, and now she forced Hua Yinxun not to marry someone else?

It's really a fiery character.

But her temperament angered Hua Yinxun before, wasn't she knocked off the cliff? I don't know why, the two ended up getting together again, and finally ended up like this.

Hua Yinxun shouldn't be going to do anything with her this time, right?

Hua Yinxun had no bystanders in her heart at the moment, looked at Tang Qianshu for a long time, and said coldly.

"Tomorrow, this king and Nan Dieyuan will get married."

Tang Qianshu suddenly pulled out the Silver Soul Sword, and everyone was dumbfounded, some ran back, and some immediately took out their swords to protect Hua Yinxun.

The power flame on Tang Qianshu's body suddenly burned, and the white spiritual power filled the Silver Soul Sword, and his hand was raised.

Everyone wanted to step forward to stop Tang Qianshu.

Hua Yinxun opened his arms to stop it.

Tang Qianshu swung the Silver Soul Sword.

Zhu Xun'er, who was standing in the distance, flew forward, and the long sword broke through the air and slashed at Tang Qianshu's back.

At the same time, a stream of swords swept out by the silver soul flew in the direction of the begonia tree.

“！”

Hua Yinxun's pupils widened, and she watched a blood jet shoot out from Tang Qianshu's back.

Sixi and Yan Lei arrived at this time, and Yan Lei stepped forward to stop Zhu Xun'er.

Hua Yinxun's face was full of murder.

Zhu Xun'er said in horror: "Thirteenth Senior Brother, I just thought she would hurt you...... I don't know, I don't know......"

"Princess, princess!" Sixi helped Tang Qianshu. "Quick, please ask the Imperial Doctor!"

A blood-red light flashed in Tang Qianshu's eyes, and she smiled.

Suddenly, there was a buzzing sound.

The trunk of the begonia tree on the side shook, displaced, and slowly fell down in Hua Yinxun's eyes. The incision was flat, and the huge crown buckled to the place where Hua Xiaotang was buried......

Tang Qianshu's body slowly ignited with red flames, the white spiritual power had retreated, she pushed away Sixi, turned around and walked towards the fallen begonia.

Blood stained her back.

Stand in front of the begonia tree and look at the flower branches all over the ground......

……

...... "Qianshu, you are my wife, no matter what difficulties we encounter from now on, we will face them together." ”

...... "Thirteenth brother, from now on, I will live with you." ”

...... "Death is also death." ”

...... "Together, we share adversity." ”

......" to death. ”

...... "Marrying a wife only marries Tang Qianshu." ”

...... "Marrying only Hua Yinxun." ”

……

Tang Qianshu's face was expressionless, and he raised the Silver Soul Sword in his hand again and slashed.

Scattered flowers all over the ground.

He secretly kissed, and the boy who fell asleep under the begonia tree with a scroll in his arms, his heart was about to jump out. Today, the heart is still about to beat out, but it is not throbbing and sensitive, but sad and desperate.

Just like the back now.

Others may not have paid attention to it, but Hua Yinxun saw a long wound on her back, which was slowly filled with red scales.

Listening to Yan Lei, when she exhausted all her strength, a layer of protection was formed on her body, which was white at the beginning, and the damage that was too deep would turn red.

It turns out that in this world, the person who can hurt her to the depths has always been him.

"Oh, King Yin is so lively here." A smiling voice came from the entrance, disrupting the oppressive atmosphere at the moment.

The crowd looked.

The silver-haired brocade robe, isn't it the night emperor of the peerless Thousand Nights Empire?