Seeing each other again, the young man who has always been like a breeze and a bright moon is very strange at this time.

His eyes were not black at this time, but dark red, revealing a strange beauty and the cinnabar in the corners of his eyes, which was even more bewitching.

In particular, his hands are as white as jade, and their fingertips are red.

And his nails were even dyed crimson with a strange sheen.

At the moment, her eyebrows furrowed.

"Rong Qing, what's wrong with you?"

Hearing this, the young man curled his lips and chuckled. "Sister, I have made a love trick on myself."

Looking at her stunned eyes, Rong Qing smiled: "Sister didn't hear it wrong. ”

He smiled miserably and said to himself: "And my sister should have known a long time ago, I am from southern Xinjiang, and it is my old job to grow Gu poison." As he spoke, he laughed self-deprecatingly twice.

"Moreover, there is no cure," he tilted his head mischievously, looking innocent.

Looking at the cold-faced woman in front of her, her gaze didn't even waver in the slightest.

Rong Qing's eyes flashed with broken despair, and he covered his face and laughed lowly.

Didn't you know it clearly?

Why, why

Or does it hurt so much?

He raised his head and barely hooked a smile: "Sister, you, can't you feel sorry for me once" At the end, the young man's voice became lower and lower.

Looking at the pale young man in front of her, she looked away.

When she pacified southern Xinjiang, she couldn't bear to save Rong Qing for a while.

I never thought he would be like this

Rather for the jade crushed.

Love Gu, of course she knows.

Everyone in the world thinks that Gu poison is demon poison, but only those who really understand Gu poison will understand.

There have always been only people who can raise true love Gu, and they are the most affectionate and sexual.

And this kind of love Gu is incomprehensible.

Unless, the person who is in the Gu can get the heart of the beloved.

Otherwise, you will eventually bleed to death.

Moreover, the appearance of the person in the Gu will become more and more bewitching day by day, poignant and treacherous.

She raised her hand and slashed at Rong Qing with a hand knife.

Catching his limp falling body, her eyes were shining.

In the National Teacher's Mansion, she half-knelt in front of the old man with fairy wind bones, and her tone was firm: "I implore the National Teacher to save him"

The national teacher hurriedly helped her up, but shook his head: "Your Highness, it's not that the old man is unwilling to save this little son, but that saving him requires Erjiazi's skills, and the old man can't do anything." ”

Her face was pale, and her eyebrows were firm: "Erjiazi, I have"

The national teacher hurriedly helped her up, but shook his head: "Your Highness is the foundation of my Great Xia Dynasty, you can't do it."

She looked firm and unmoved.

In the end, under her repeated requests, the national teacher still agreed to be treated.

In the cold room, the young man was dressed in red.

When Erjiazi's power was taken away in an instant, she still couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood spurting out.

The blood at the corners of the mouth snaked down, bewitching and poignant.

The national teacher was shocked: "Your Highness" He muttered to himself: "It shouldn't be like this"

As if thinking of something, his face instantly turned pale: "Your Highness, you still hide it from the old man." ”

She smiled indifferently, her expression calm.

Twenty years of life, in exchange for his life.

The national teacher staggered to his feet: "Come on, come on, Your Highness insists on this, and the old man can't do anything." It's just that His Royal Highness has a limited lifespan, and now he has a life span of 20 years, and I'm afraid that his life will not be able to survive the double era. ”

"In this way, the old man is afraid that he will become a sinner for the ages." He stroked his beard and sighed.

She raised her eyes and smiled: "The national teacher is relieved, I have already made arrangements." ”

She stared at the young man with closed eyes, her eyes were long, "I have created an elite, and after I die, they will protect this country for a hundred years." ”

"As long as the foundation of the country is not moving," she smiled and looked at the old man with white hair in front of her, "As for the master of the country, why should the national teacher care." ”

Hearing this, the national teacher sighed secretly.

Her Royal Highness the Emperor, whether it is heart, character, or strategy, is the best material.

This child is a genius, it's just, it's a pity