The darkest emotion in the world is called despair, and once it is tainted by despair, it makes no difference between life and death; And the most painful feeling in the world is guilt, which hurts everywhere and erodes the heart.

"Although there are many concubines in the palace, you are the only one who is so stupid - maybe you should say that you have entered the demon barrier, as long as it is about the second prince, you will always lose your mind and blindly obey. It's like I said to you that day, if you can single-handedly promote the second prince to separate from your worries, then the second prince will definitely be impressed by you, and you really believe this kind of thing. "The fingers gradually strengthened, and the white skin of the silk concubine was covered with patches of pale 'color'. Lian Song's eyes became more and more cold, faintly mocking: "I like a man to such a point, it's really interesting to use, I've been worried about whether you will suddenly wake up, but now it seems that I am completely overhearted." ”

The silk concubine struggled desperately to let out a whining and wailing, and more and more tears piled up in her eyes until she could no longer tolerate overflowing, sliding down the corners of her eyes, cheeks, and hair.

Disturbing the marriage between the prince of Dingyuan and Yan Liwu, everyone thinks that Yan Liwu and the second prince have no name of husband and wife but have the reality of husband and wife, when Yan Liwu is unable to defend himself, when the prince of Dingyuan abandons her in anger, Yan Liwu can only return to the second prince...... In this way, the second prince will be happy, right? In this way, she is the hero who fulfilled the second prince's infatuation, will the second prince also look at her differently?

The naïve idea when she was coaxed by Lian Song now seems ridiculous, but Concubine Juan's awakening is too late, she understands that the big mistake has been made and can no longer be undone. More and faster chapters are here.

She did not withstand the 'temptation' and 'bewilderment' of poisonous snakes, and destroyed everything she pursued with her own hands.

"It's all you...... It's you who ...... 'treacherous' scheme......" Concubine Juan couldn't cry silently, but the sad sobbing sounded to Lian Song, which was as beautiful as heaven.

Pain, despair, hatred, that was the best food that made him feel that life was finally interesting.

Zhao Gonggong finally couldn't stand it, and gently grabbed Lian Song and persuaded: "Lord Lian be careful, the carriage is bumpy, don't bump and hurt somewhere......"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Gonggong's eyes suddenly became stunned and panicked, and before he could be reminded, a cold light rose from Concubine Juan's hand and stabbed towards Lian Song's face fiercely. More and faster chapters are here. Lian Song doesn't know martial arts, if this blow is replaced by someone else, maybe he will die, but such a good assassination opportunity fell on the weak and weak Concubine Juan, and in the resentment and panic, the cold light only brushed Lian Song's cheeks.

After the desperate attack failed, Concubine Juan's hands were grabbed by Lian Song, and the mutilated silver 'colored' waist ornament fell to the ground.

"Hate me so much?" Lian Song picked up the waist ornament with one hand and looked at it, the waist ornament could be partially folded, leaving only the sharpest edges and corners, even if it was not as sharp as the blade, it was not a problem to stab people. With a sneer, he threw his waist ornament into the corner, and Lian Song slammed the silk concubine on the seat: "Do you know why I chose the mountain path to return?" Because there are too many people who want to kill me, I don't know how many ambushes are waiting for me on the post road, even in the palace, how many dog slaves and concubines who are not self-sufficient try their best to take my 'life', you are just the most useless one of them. Be the first to update"

The sobbing had turned into a cry of loss, and the silk concubine was no longer powerless to struggle, so she let Lian Song tear her clothes and tie her hands and press her down.

Red blood droplets gushed out from the slender wound on his cheeks, and Lian Song was too lazy to wipe it, and a pair of 'yin' eyes were terrifying against the background of blood. The smell of blood stabbed every inch of Lian Song's flesh and blood, and the sound of his gorgeous clothes being torn by his own hands became more and more pleasant, and the pleasure of destroying something always made him 'obsessed' and intoxicated, and he couldn't stop 'lust'.

Zhao Gonggong turned his head and hid in the corner of the carriage seat, not looking at the disheveled and rhythmic body, covering his ears to listen to the miserable screams with despair and the creaking sound of the seats.

When the country was shrouded in war and chaos, when Huangquan was trampled on by foreigners, the concubines who had been treasured by the emperor for many years and were reluctant to destroy turned out to be the playthings of the 'traitor' ministers, and they indulged in it in broad daylight in front of the slaves and ravaged them at will. The world is 'swinging', the wind and rain are shaking, Zhao Gonggong doesn't know when Dayuan will be trampled by the iron hooves of the Hosdu Empire, and he doesn't know how he should survive at that time, he just wants to become more numb at this moment.

In this way, we can survive for a while in the 'chaotic' world where there is no hope.

Lonely Water drove the carriage expressionlessly, as if he couldn't hear the 'fierce' sound in the carriage, and the carriage carrying the dirt and despair continued to drive towards Fengluo City, the imperial capital of the Great Abyss, sprinkling screams and sorrows all the way.

No one heard those cries.

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"Whose girl is this? How to sleep here? Hey, wake up, do you want to go inside and warm up? ”

Shouting and shouting to wake her up, someone seemed to be pushing her arm in the haze, hurriedly opened her eyes and got up, there were already many curious people gathered around, a plump and poorly dressed middle-aged peasant 'woman' was bending down to look at her, her face was full of worry and concern.

"No...... No, thanks. Yan Liwu whispered, covered the dirty linen cloak to cover most of his face, and got up and hurriedly fled under the gaze of countless sleepy 'confused' eyes.

It was the ninth day since she woke up from her slumber.

Yan Liwu didn't know exactly what happened during her coma, and the last memory was still in the study of Dingyuan Wangfu, when she turned around, a black shadow flashed, and then a pain in her forehead didn't know who she was, and when she woke up again, she was already in the wasteland thousands of miles away from Dingyuan County.

There is a wound on the head that has been dull pain, I don't know how long I haven't eaten to cause weakness in the whole body, and what is even more terrible is that Yan Liwu found that he couldn't breathe luckily, and if he adjusted slightly, his dantian would sting, and he couldn't even do it at least below the severe cold and heat.

What happened? Who knocked her unconscious and threw her so far away? What is the purpose?

In the first few days, Yan Liwu went to the nearest town to inquire around, but there was no news about her, during which from time to time well-wishers gave her mercy and help, gave her food and drink, and gave her a shabby clothes, so that she would not starve to death in the wind and rain. However, just a few days later, Yan Liwu no longer dared to approach anyone - with her last acumen, she discovered that someone was following her, and a certain news that slowly spread made her dare not reveal her identity rashly.

King Dingyuan died, he was assassinated to death, and the biggest suspect was the daughter-in-law who had just married into the 'door', and the Qinglian King escaped by fraudulently dying;

Is that what the person who injured her was for? Frame her for the crime of murder and death, so that the whole world knows that King Qinglian is still alive and is still endangering the world?

The bad news made Yan Liwu stay in a state of confusion for several days, walking aimlessly in places where there are people or no people, forgetting how many villages and towns he has walked through, and how many days and nights he has walked through, only remembering that his heart is very painful, as if he was torn apart by his hands.

King Dingyuan died, and the kind elder who rescued her from the demon barrier, who said loudly that he would protect his children, and her father, who had not yet had time to be filial, died suddenly.

She wished that the news was not true, and that if she could wake up from this dark nightmare, she would rather never close her eyes and sleep again.

What about the warmth of the ink? He was sad, sad, angry, complaining, blaming himself...... How is he feeling right now? Is it looking for her, or is it tracking the killer to avenge his father? There are also those people in Dingyuan County who sincerely love the king of Dingyuan, and they still remember the complicated eyes they cast on the wedding day, at this time, the people must be cursing her for dying and having no place to be buried, right?

The more I think about it, the more my heart hurts. Be the first to update

There was no food and no place to stay, so he walked and rested with his worries, and walked in the direction of Dingyuan County step by step. She is not a clever strategist, and she doesn't know what awaits her in Dingyuan County, but she still insists on going on, no matter what happens, at least she has to personally explain what happened to Wen Moqing.

Inexplicably, Yan Liwu firmly believes that if it is Wen Moqing, he will definitely choose to believe her.

The taste of hunger is painful. She knew that all the larger towns had her wanted notices, and all she could do was walk alone on the remote paths, drink a handful of river water when she was thirsty, pick a few wild fruits when she was hungry, clutch her shabby cloak to keep out the cold when it was windy, hide under the eaves when it rained, or brave the rain on an open road without any shelter.

In half a month, I have lost count of the number of villages and towns I have walked, and the stomach pain caused by hunger has long been accustomed, and I am not sure if I am as unkempt as a beggar, but when the pedestrians on the road see her, most of them have to frown and hide away.

Before closing her eyes, she was still the second young 'milk' and 'milk' of Dingyuan Wangfu, waiting for her husband's return to her new wife, and when she opened her eyes again, she was reduced to such a desolate state.

On the lonely journey, the most worrying thing is the warmth and ink affection, and when you close your eyes, you can always see his various expressions, smiling, contemplative, affectionate, as if he was by her side, and the infinite courage and perseverance will continue to be injected.

To survive, two people grow old together.

No matter how bumpy and muddy the road under your feet is, you can stride forward, and gradually, the surrounding scenery begins to have some impressions, and there are more rural sounds with a soft feeling.

Yan Liwu was very happy, she knew that she should not be far from Dingyuan County.

On the way closer to Dingyuan County, Yan Liwu was soon attacked by a group of people from the rivers and lakes, she couldn't be sure if these people were the ones who had been looming and staring at her, but what was certain was that these people had different martial arts routines and uneven kung fu, and they were obviously not well-trained soldiers in the palace.

"No matter who sent you here, please give me some time, I am not the murderer of King Dingyuan, as long as I see Moqing, I will find a way to prove my innocence." In the face of the bright blade of the roadblocker, Yan Liwu pleaded in a low voice.

Those few people quickly 'exchanged' their eyes, and after unifying their opinions, they still did not move an inch: "Demon 'girl', it is useless to say more, this time I will never let you continue to harm the world!" Go to hell and confess to King Dingyuan! ”

Sure enough, it doesn't work to talk about it.

Yan Liwu sighed in a low voice, but there was no fear or fear in his expression, he shook his head and looked behind a few people and smiled bitterly: "I have to ask you for help again this time, Pavilion Master." ”