Eldest Miss, this is an extremely rare title in this era, but Yan Liwu is no stranger to this, when she was the daughter of a politician who held the moon and the stars, when countless men tried to use her to slap the high-ranking Yan family, many people liked to call her so flatteringly.

That was one of the names that belonged to her previous life.

Yan Liwu looked at Concubine Yun almost stunned, through those crazy and hateful eyes, she seemed to be back at the wedding scene, the woman with her head down, the gorgeous and dazzling bouquet, who else was surprised.

- Zhirong? How did you......

"It's you...... Are you Lan Zhirong?! The surprised voice has changed tone, Yan Liwu can't imagine that the reason why Concubine Yun hates her to the bone is not because of the identity of King Qinglian, but because of Yan Liwu, who died at the wedding in her previous life.

Concubine Yun is Lan Zhirong, who was robbed of her boyfriend by her at that time.

"What, scared? Afraid I'll give you another bomb? Concubine Yun leaned against the wall, her fierce eyes were like a knife full of poison, and a knife cut her worries. The panting Concubine Yun was not as calm and enchanting as when she first appeared, but the hatred that could not be concealed was even more explicit: "Don't worry, Miss Yan, I won't do that again, I have always regretted sending someone to kill you last time - how can a slut like you die so easily?" I want you to lose everything, let you taste the taste of being abandoned and insulted, and make your life worse than death! ”

It is difficult to predict how far a person's hatred can reach, but among the things that Yan Liwu has experienced, Lan Zhirong's anger is the most terrifying she has ever seen.

"At that time, you sent a bomb that killed both of us, and I haven't questioned you yet, did you come and say that you hate me first? You have two lives on your back, so who is to accuse me of sin? The pain he has suffered since his rebirth surged into Yan Li's heart, and the strange thing is that after learning the true identity of Concubine Yun, Yan Liwu was only briefly surprised, and then he regained his composure, and his heart was cold.

Parting with her relatives and dying, and no longer being able to enjoy her own life, these are all harms to Lan Zhirong.

Reaching out and touching the scar on Bo's neck, Lan Zhirong took out a sharp iron tool from the wall and staggered up: "Words are not worried, do you still have the face to mention the word qualification to me?" Wen Han and I have been childhood sweethearts since childhood, and we are in love with each other, if you didn't rely on the Yan family's wealth and power to force him to get married, how could he abandon me to be your Yan family's son-in-law? Do you know that we've been in love for six years, six whole years! We said okay, we will get married in the seventh year, and I will wait for him to say that after I buy the wedding dress...... But what I waited for was that he turned around in pain and told me that he had to break up with me, and that if he didn't marry you, he would never come out! Say goodbye! That's what you do! Do you only use despicable means to rob other people's things?! ”

It was as if the name of the other world slammed into Yan Li's chest, causing a burst of suffocation.

Fang Wenhan...... By the way, Fang Wenhan, the man who wanted to marry her in his previous life and always called him Miss Yan. What was a man to her? It's only been half a year, and she has forgotten his name, and she can't even remember his appearance, and such a person is actually the source of her death.

Yan Li was depressed and then retreated, his back slammed against the cold wall, and the rattan in his hand slowly slipped down: "For this reason, you killed me and let me be buried in a sea of fire?" I don't have any feelings for Fang Wenhan, obviously he took the initiative to marry me in order to cling, why should he count all the debts on my head? You say you're miserable, why shouldn't I? Being chased and killed, bowing your head and not daring to see people wherever you go, have you ever felt this kind of life? ”

Where can two people who are savoring completely different pains understand each other? The hatred in Lan Zhirong's eyes was unrestrained, and a strange and cold smile appeared on her face: "It's useless for you to say anything now, it's better to think about it, I'm Concubine Yun, you're a maid, what will be the consequences of our dispute?" ”

Seeing Lan Zhirong holding a sharp iron weapon in her hand, she had a sense of foreboding.

After the fight just now, Lan Zhirong should be very clear about the gap between them, does she want to fight with her life? No, no, she clearly wants to fight with herself to the end with a strong hatred, how can she find death by herself like a moth to a fire?

Before Yan Liwu could figure it out, Lan Zhirong suddenly flew over, colliding with Yan Liwu, and the iron weapon in her hand was raised high and pierced hard, but it was not towards Yan Liwu, but at herself.

"Someone! Come on! Yanxiang, Yanxiang! Someone help me—"

The miserable cry suddenly exploded in the gloomy room, and Yan Xiang, the palace maid who was guarding outside, quickly pushed the door in, with a few guards behind her, and couldn't help but say that she was surrounded by worries.

"Ah, the mother is injured!" Yan Xiang thought that Lan Zhirong's call for help was pretended, but when she saw a deep and long wound on her arm gurgling and bleeding, she immediately panicked and turned pale, "Go!" Hurry up and call the Imperial Doctor! The mother is injured! ”

"This woman is crazy, Bengong just wants to teach her the rules of the palace, but I didn't expect her to not only insult Bengong, but also take a murder weapon to kill Bengong...... Crazy, what a madman! Lan Zhirong kept shouting, a few tears were squeezed out of her eyes, and she leaned on Yan Xiang and sobbed softly.

Yan Liwu has to admit that Lan Zhirong's acting skills are first-class, if it weren't for her personal experience, I'm afraid even she would have been deceived by Lan Zhirong's excellent acting skills.

"What do you see? Don't take this slut down yet! Dare to hurt Concubine Yun, this kind of bold and reckless thing should be dragged out and killed! Yan Xiang shouted with an angry face, and while the guards were busy grabbing Yan Liwu, she kicked the iron weapon on the ground to Yan Liwu's side without a trace.

Hurting the harem concubine and being the emperor's favorite concubine, this kind of crime will definitely not be light, whether it is life or death depends entirely on how Concubine Yun decides, and the situation is obvious, Concubine Yun will not let Yan Liwu die easily, maybe what method will be used to torture her.

Yan Liwei was anxiously considering whether to break free from the restraints and escape, when a figure suddenly appeared at the door of the hut, and then it was almost a mocking tone: "I heard the noise here from afar, but what is there to watch?" ”

"Who are you? Licentious! Don't you want to say hello when you see Concubine Yun? Yan Xiang looked coldly at the young man standing tall at the door, and shouted proudly with his waist crossed.

The person Yan Xiang doesn't know doesn't mean that Yan Liwu doesn't know him, seeing that person smiling coldly and calmly, Yan Liwu knows that he is saved.

"Master Chu, someone wronged me and hurt others, and I was framed." Yan Liwu took a deep breath and tried to stay calm.

"Young Master Chu?" Yan Xianghu looked at the man who suddenly appeared suspiciously, and without waiting to ask his identity, he suddenly fell to his knees with a tight face, "The slave has seen the emperor!" Your Majesty, the maid brought by King Cijun disobeyed the discipline and stabbed Concubine Yunniang, please ask the emperor to be the master of Niangniang! ”

Behind Chu Ci, Wen Jingyuan was standing with a black face and his hands in his hands.

"Your Majesty! The emperor wants to call the shots for the concubine! Seeing Wen Jingyuan appear, Lan Zhirong immediately pushed Yan Xiang away and threw herself down beside Wen Jingyuan, her bloody arm was half raised, and her pretty face was crying with pear blossoms and rain, and she was pitiful.

"Get up and let me see." Wen Jingyuan carefully helped Lan Zhirong up, his eyes were half distressed and half angry, and he looked at Yan Li worriedly coldly, but his words were said to Wen Moshu behind him, "King Yongshan, just now you said that this maid was temporarily lent to King Cijun, so can you explain to me what is going on?" A maid, is this going to be lawless? ”

Wen Moshu looked at Lan Zhirong and then at Yan Liwu, his gaze swept over the latter's body, and then quickly turned away.

"The emperor is angry, this maid is usually honest and has never made mistakes, there may be a misunderstanding, and please ask the emperor to investigate. If she really has anything unruly, she is willing to apologize to Concubine Yun on her behalf, and she will be strictly disciplined when she returns. Wen Mo bowed down and stood in front of Wen Jingyuan, hanging his head and whispering.

Wen Moshu had already put on a posture of calming things, but Wen Jingyuan didn't seem to want to just forget it, snorted, and glanced at Yan Xiang: "Yan Xiang, tell me, what happened?" ”

"Back to the emperor, just now the slave maid accompanied the mother to the imperial garden for a walk, and when she walked near the imperial study, she was hit by this crazy woman who didn't have long eyes and walked to see the sky. Niangniang learned that she was a maid in the palace of Cijun, and wanted to say that she would pass in two sentences, but who expected that this maid was not only grateful, but relied on herself that she was not a person in the palace to speak disrespectfully to Niangniang, so the slave maid followed the rules of the palace and brought her here to punish her a little. The emperor knew that Niangniang had always been soft on her subordinates, and the slave and maid threatened to torture the maid and Niangniang came up to stop her, but she was stabbed by this crazy woman. ”

Yan Xiang's answer was simply out of nowhere, and she wanted to refute it, but she saw Chu Ci shaking her head lightly and signaling her not to speak.

Chu Ci slowly walked to Yan Liwu's side, turned around and looked at Yan Xiang for a while, and then looked at Yan Xiang confidently: "You said that Concubine Yun was stabbed when you scared her to torture, right?" ”

Yan Xiang hesitated for a moment and nodded vigorously.

"That means she wasn't tortured, was she?"

As soon as Chu Ci's second sentence came out, Yan Xiang's face immediately turned white, and she panicked and said incoherently: "No, no...... After the execution...... Ah, no, no, it's not a mother's punishment! ”

Gently lifting the sleeves of Yan Li's shirt to reveal the traces of whipping, Chu Ci smiled lightly, and looked at everyone with meaningful eyes.

"Enough!" Wen Jingyuan, who had been listening silently, finally became angry, and tore off a bamboo vessel hanging on the wall and hit Yan Xiang fiercely, "I see that you are the face brought by Concubine Yun, this time I don't care about you, this matter will be treated as if it never happened, next time you dare to talk nonsense and wronged others, you will not be spared!" ”

Angrily snorting and shaking off Lan Zhirong, who was pretending to be in pain, Wen Jingyuan brushed his sleeves away.

Yan Liwu's body was full of traces of being whipped by Lan Zhirong, Yan Xiang said that she was not tortured, obviously lying, and her previous words were completely false. Wen Jingyuan is not a fool, he also sees that something is wrong, and he doesn't dare to delve too deeply in front of the two important princes, for fear of pulling out more inside stories and implicating Lan Zhirong.

These stakes are clearly seen by Chu Ci.

A crisis was resolved in a daze, and Yan Liwu followed Chu Ci and the others to be taken out of a long way before he let out a sigh, and as soon as he straightened up, he received a blow on the head.

"Anyway, it's also the one who helped you out of the siege, don't you say thank you, Miss Yan?" Chu Ci smiled and groaned, and his eyes flashed with a sly glow.