When she opened her eyes again, Yan Yue only felt that her whole body was cold, and her body was even more uncomfortable. This situation made Yan Yue quickly sober up.

The main hall is an ancient hall, but this hall is not the other hall, and the hall in front of me is many times more magnificent than the General Yan's mansion. The golden pillar of the dragon leads directly to the top of the palace, and the ground is covered with gold bricks. There was also the light in the hall that made Yan Yue feel that something was not right, it didn't seem like natural light, and when she looked at the light source, she found that there were countless night pearls inlaid above the hall. And in front of the two-meter-high Nanmu platform in front of the main hall, the person sitting there who was concentrating on what was doing something was none other than Murong Yan! Look at his chair, the whole body is covered with gold, and the lifelike flying dragon winds and hovers on the back of the chair, and the majesty is full of the domineering spirit of a king. If you guessed correctly, this should be the place where Murong Yan went to court.

Yan Yue lay on the ground and greeted all eight generations of Murong Yan's ancestors. I'm really an unlucky guy. In the 21st century, not to mention that he died in vain, this Darong Dynasty seems to be in conflict with himself. And this Murong Yan is too unmanly, just don't let himself die, and throw himself on the ground of this hall like this, wouldn't it be miserable if something froze out, and I don't know what happened to the original mother?

Looking at Murong Yan again, he had already changed into a moon-white dragon robe at this time. He just sat there quietly, but he exuded a natural imperial domineering and irresistible awe. He seemed to notice Yan Yue's gaze, and suddenly raised his head from the thick fold. was facing Yan Yue's gaze intently, and for a moment, his eyes were like a bottomless black hole, gloomy and gloomy, and it made people chill when they looked at it.

Under Yan Yue's gaze, he slowly got up and came to Yan Yue's side, and then his arm was lightly raised, and Yan Yue's body had regained its freedom. Yan Yue got up from the ground without any image, and the first thing she did was to turn her neck a few times, but after only half a circle, Yan Yue froze there, because such a move was definitely done by an ancient lady. And Murong Yan's eyes beside him were already turbulent. After a while, he slowly asked, "You don't seem to be worried about your mother and your family?" ”

His voice was cold, but there was a deep question. Yan Yue froze there again, the family affection between the former owner and her mother was actually engraved into the bone marrow, as long as she heard the word mother, her body began to tremble involuntarily, making the current Yan Yue and the departed Yan Yue seem to be one person. Closing his eyes and trying to control his emotions, Yan Yue's voice was still a little trembling: "You, you, what did you do to them?" ”

A cold smile appeared on the corner of Murong Yan's lips, as if he didn't care about Yan Yue's way of speaking and words, and said lightly, "If you hand over the evidence, I will spare your mother and your sister." This multiple-choice question once again put Yan Yue in an impasse. handed over the evidence, but Yan Yue did not; Witnessing the death of her mother and sister, Yan Yue couldn't stand it; If you want to die, it won't work.

Yan Yue was anxious, and in a hurry, Yan Yue forgot his scruples when he spoke: "Your Majesty, I really don't know what my father has done to collaborate with the enemy and treason, and I don't know where to find the evidence of treason that the emperor needs." The emperor is the monarch of the world, how can he coerce me as a weak woman like this, which makes Yan Yue feel that the emperor is not enough of a man! With Yan Yue's words, a slight smile bloomed on Murong Yan's lips, but the deep black eyes were boundless cold, that smile made people shudder, and there was a sense of oppression in the air that made Yan Yue breathless.

"The courtiers are saying that threats and temptations are not done by the monarch......" Yan Yue regretted it, and not only called herself "I" to the emperor just now, but also said that the emperor was "not a man enough". Yan Yue hurriedly corrected at a loss, but suddenly felt that it was too wrong to say more, and it was better to keep her mouth shut. At this moment, Yan Yue hoped that the clip just now could be pinched directly like a movie.

With a long and compelling tranquility, Yan Yue stared at Murong Yan fearfully. His face was like ice, his black eyes narrowed dangerously, he just stood there and looked at Yan Yue coldly, and saw the sweat on Yan Yue's face flow down again before he slowly spoke: "There was a strange thing in Darong City in the previous dynasty, there was a woman Zhou who fell into the water one day, and after waking up, she didn't know anyone in her family, and no one understood her speech like a bird's call. Some masters guessed that it was possessed by ghosts and demons from nowhere, so they placed the fire to drive away ......"

Murong Yan said slowly, but his eyes did not fall on any of Yan Yue's expressions. Murong Yan was satisfied to see that little face turned pale, and his body was trembling. Murong Yan began to suspect the Yan Yue in front of him when he was in the general's mansion, and at first he only suspected that she had been dropped, but when Yan Yue was unconscious, Murong Yan asked all the people in the general's mansion, and even personally checked her birthmark, and it was undoubtedly Yan Yue herself. But when Murong Yan inquired, he learned a fact, that is, Yan Yue suddenly had a convulsion when she heard about the raid, and she didn't even breathe, and after she woke up, she suddenly became what she is now.

"In the 150th year of this dynasty, there was also a strange incident in Xuanyuan City, a baby boy was born and could speak, claiming that he came from a dynasty he had never heard of, where he had been in his prime for two decades, and had even married a wife and had children. At that time, the family thought it was an ominous person and dug a pit and buried it alive. Murong Yan said slowly, Yan Yue's face had already turned pale, according to what Murong Yan said, Yan Yue guessed that there must be a soul attached to the body of the Zhou clan and the baby. It's just that the soul attached to Zhou's body doesn't understand the language here, and he doesn't know how to hide himself, so he ended this opportunity to pass through rebirth early. And the baby boy was even more unlucky, exposed early, and even buried alive.

"Yan Yue, you have no original breath, but you suddenly woke up, are you possessed by a ghost?" Murong Yan's eyes were terrifying, and his deep eyes were as sharp as a knife blade across Yan Yue's body. According to Murong Yan's investigation, Yan Yue was cowardly, how could she say such rude words. What's more, she has been raised in the deep boudoir and has never even touched the knife, how can she have the medical skills of cutting and suturing the chest. Her skillful acupoints, superb medical skills, and habitual way of speaking and acting without etiquette and restraint all made Murong Yan think of the incident of the two ghosts.

"I'm Yan Yue, if you don't believe it, you can ask my mother, father, and Yan Qin, I can tell you all the things I grew up in, I'm really Yan Yue. Also, you've been to our General's Mansion before, and I remember it. As for the medical technique, I secretly learned it from my master. The courtiers have always been loyal to the emperor, and the world can learn from heaven and earth! This time Yan Yue said so frightened that tears fell, two traversers, one burned to death, the other was buried alive, if he treated himself as a ghost, what would be the result! At this time, Yan Yue was only glad that she still had the memory of this past life, otherwise she would really have no trace.

Murong Yan stared coldly like that, and without seeing him move, the person had already come to Yan Yue's side. The hand raised Yan Yue's chin without pity, and said disdainfully: "Yan Yue, whether you are a human being or a ghost, I only need evidence, evidence that Yan Wenzhong collaborated with the enemy and treason!" ”

Yan Yue's brain no longer has any thoughts, and now the situation seems to be back to just now, evidence, he has no evidence at all! It was when Yan Yueren stayed there in a daze, there were a few "hiss" sounds in his ears, and there was a chill in his chest, and the snow-white fragrant shoulders and attractive floating grooves appeared in front of Murong Yan's eyes. Murong Yan's low voice came from his ears: "Yan Yue, didn't you say just now that I am not a man enough?" How about I prove it to you? ”

Yan Yue wanted to scream, but before she could open her mouth and make a sound, her lips were sealed by a cold lip. Yan Yue was so ignorant and unconsciously allowed Murong Yan to kiss for a long time, and her mind woke up from her rigidity. There was a burst of punches and kicks, but every move was easily defused by the other party, and the cold lips seemed to become hot with Yan Yue's struggle. Taking advantage of the fact that the tongue was raging in her mouth, Yan Yue bit down hard, but just after she used her strength, Murong Yan had already escaped smartly.

"Pervert, bastard, what a bullshit emperor! It's just a ruffian! As soon as Yan Yue's mouth was liberated, a series of words that had not been considered by the brain flooded like the water of the Yellow River.

"If you don't hand over the evidence, I will ask you in this hall! You can be louder and let everyone know how I treat you! Murong Yan's eyes were already flying sand and stones, and this woman dared to say that if she destroyed the Nine Clans like this, if she didn't let this woman learn a lesson today, Murong Yan wouldn't be able to pass her own level.

Approaching little by little, retreating little by little, Yan Yue was horrified to find that he had retreated to the corner of the main hall, and that Murong Yan stood high in front of him like an impenetrable fortress, the fierceness in his eyes had made Yan Yue unable to see the face of the man in front of him clearly, and there was only that skyless fear in his heart.

Struggling, but just hopeless. Like a cat playing with a mouse, the more frightened Yan Yue was, the more satisfied Murong Yan was. Every time he made a move, Yan Yue's clothes would be a little less, and when Yan Yue's screams and screams slowly subsided, he would stretch out his hand again to continue. The clothes were torn little by little, revealing white skin like jade, although the figure was thin, but the tight chest and the waist that was not full of grips made the anger in Murong Yan's eyes slowly add another emotion.

Yan Yue's brain slowly regained its composure from the initial fear, the enemy is strong and I am weak, and there is absolutely no benefit to be gained from a head-on confrontation, only to look for an opportunity, and find a favorable opportunity to succeed in one fell swoop. Therefore, when Murong Yan's lips sucked and bit Yan Yue's lips domineeringly again, Yan Yue had completely given up resisting. Let the tip of his deft tongue lick his lips and tongue, and let his chest cling to his body, which is wearing only a belly pocket and a pair of obscene pants.

"Don't resist?" Murong Yan suddenly raised his head and asked disdainfully, even though he was still rational and calm at this time.

Yan Yue's heart moved, and she immediately smiled charmingly, and took the initiative to kiss him on the lips on tiptoe. Murong Yan's body stiffened, but he stood still, allowing Yan Yue's lips to fan the flames on his lips. Yan Yue used all her strength, her lips and tongue dexterously teasing the cold lips, the sculpted outline, even the deep eyes. When Yan Yue kissed his chest through her clothes, she finally felt that the man had changed.

His breath became scorching, his body began to become a little hot, Yan Yue raised her head, stared at his eyes, and her small hand carefully probed into his chest. There was surprise, confusion, contradiction, hesitation, lust, and expectation in his eyes...... The opportunity could not be missed, Yan Yue gently probed his lower abdomen with one hand, and just when Murong Yan was still a little hesitant and confused, Yan Yue's other hand quickly found the numb point under his knee and used a little force. Just under Yan Yue's triumphant gaze, Murong Yan fell to the ground softly. Of course, Yan Yue didn't forget to light the numb hole on his arm as well.