The morning light is still there. "Ya * Wen * Yan * Love * Shou * Fa" When the first ray of sunlight shines on the body of Mo'er. The soles of her feet were scorching. The bottom of the coke-scorched prison cart. Even when you put on your boots, you can feel the heat from the bottom. Not to mention. At this moment, Mo'er is standing barefoot on it. There is no protection. Just because one identity is enough to taste a series of feasts prepared for her by Han Xuyao.

"This is just the first step. You just can't take it anymore. Han Xuyao raised his eyebrows slightly. Riding a superb Northern Hu blood horse. Playing with a string of top-quality pear wood bracelets in his hand. His voice was like a sound of emotion. It's intimidating. It makes people's hearts feel even more uncomfortable.

"If only it were that. Let's wait together. "The pain in the heart spreads from the tender flesh of the ankle to the whole body. If she hadn't been tortured by Hou Tang's cannon branding. Then the pain is incomparable. It's a pity. Lan Mo has been suffering since childhood. And not just burning at the stake.

"You're still hard-mouthed. The king has prepared better things in his palace. You don't have to rush. Han Xuyao's evil smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He glanced at Mr. Ink in the back. I saw that the accompanying group of guards quickly adjusted the phalanx of the queue. Protected by the outermost metal shield. Around the prisoner cart were swordsmen.

The little slave who served Han Xuyao followed closely with light skills. She speaks in ventriloquism. "Lord Wang. News of her appearance has spread among the factions of the four countries. I expect the Midsummer Wine Festival to be held soon. Will the wind and clouds ......"

"And. Be careful not to let the most intense Shu family find it. That woman is afraid that she has all the thoughts after eating the end. Han Xuyao pulled the reins of the horse with one hand. One hand to hold the fox fur around the neck. His eyes radiated a bewitching light. It's heart-wrenching.

"I'm afraid that Miss Yunxian has already hidden a killer. Waiting for an opportunity to lurk in the sea capital. The ministers have not yet found out who answered ......"

"If you don't find out, don't talk nonsense. The appearance of ninjas on the border of the Western Shu Eastern Plains was already a signal. The king doesn't want any more trouble before the wine festival. Han Xuyao finally said fiercely. But I saw that the little slave with a graceful posture retreated frequently. Then disappear into the armor.

Mr. Ink Bucket stroked his long gray beard. He shook his head. The prince was in a hurry. Lan Mo has not yet been safely transported to the palace. Just spread the news. This is not a good sign.

When Luo Yan's mangled body was removed from the relic. Hair all over the body. The three blood holes are like the imprint of Hades. "Ya * Wen * Yan * Love * First * Hair" made several Wang family guards present unbearable to look around.

"Childe. It seems that the Luo guards are not good. "Someone is whispering. But some people saw that Wang Yi was already squatting beside Luo Yan's lying body. His hand touched between Luo Yan's snorts. Wrong. There is also a faint breath.

"A few of you. Carry him to my study. Also, don't let anyone get close. Wang Yi commanded lightly. He had just pierced his acupuncture points with silver needles in a short period of time. Control the spread of toxins that continue to seep in. One can only hope that God will not take his life. Otherwise. Everything left will go down the drain.

Lan Mo has been standing in the sun. The torture she suffered. Except from under the feet. There is also the poisonous sun shining brightly at the moment. And Han Xuyao really treated her well. From the rush to this time. Not a drop of water was drunk. I didn't eat a bite of food. He seemed to be wasting her energy with Lan Mo. He also wanted to know about the blue end that he hadn't seen in a few years. Is it really as legendary as the rivers and lakes say?

The taste of lack of water and food is nothing. She only felt that the person she was thinking about at the moment made her uncomfortable. I don't know what happened to Luo Yan. The diamond-shaped snake is not venomous. That's impossible. Hence the tooth holes on Luo Yan's body. You must have ingested a lot of terrifying snake venom. She understands that toxins can be reduced by internal force. But if the poisoned person is in a coma all the time. There is no way to heal the wounds. And. When they came out. Those outside the tower. They may not go in to save people.

That's exactly what she feared. There is no foreign aid, no internal strength. So isn't Luo Yan only the result of death. Come to think of it. She only felt that the anger in her heart was more uncomfortable than the fire in the soles of her feet. Her head turned sideways. Heavy shackles clanged. She spoke. Chapped lips are like cracked fields. There was not a hint of moisture. I couldn't make a single voice.

"Lord Wang. The slave girl seemed to have something to say. A swordsman who was surrounding Lan Mo suddenly flashed in front of Han Xuyao. Hurriedly prayed.

"Bold. It wasn't a slave girl in the car. Listen up. It was the long-disappeared princess of the Eastern Plains Kingdom. "The man who rebuked the swordsman was an obscure envoy. She is responsible for taking care of Han Xuyao's diet and daily life along the way. After all, from Wang Yuzhishan, I rushed back to Wanghaidu day and night. But it will take some time.

One word to dispel everyone's doubts. However, the greater confusion embarrassed everyone. "But. How can the princess ......?"

"What you want to ask is how the princess can sit in the prison car. Subjected to such severe criminal responsibility. Han Xuyao said calmly. His gaze met that of the last one. With a bit of sadness. "Because she is guilty. That's it. This king is already very polite. ”

"Then please go and see what the princess has to say." The swordsman kept his head down. They are heroes from the other three kingdoms. If it weren't for the unspeakable. How could they be willing to submit to the obscenity of King Mulun? He is the most powerful backer of the Eastern Plains Kingdom except for the crown prince. All they relied on was the golden sign of King Mulun.

"Give her a bowl of water. It's not good to die of thirst. Mo Dou saw Han Xuyao thoughtfully. and silent. He added.

"Yes. Mr. Mo. The swordsman took his orders and returned.

Lan Mo's neck was streaked with blood from the heavy shackles. Her mouth was nearly chapped. Seeing someone bring water. She was thirsty. Hurriedly use the tip of your tongue to lick the droplets of water that are not cool. She pursed her lips uncomfortably. Look at the little slave who brought her water. She said. "Please ask the girl to have a message to the prince. I remembered something very important to inform the prince. ”

"You'd better stay there. This is the water. It was also Mr. Mo's idea. The prince can't get used to you. "The little slave is accustomed to seeing the wind and steering the rudder. Even though Lan Mo is the identity of a princess at the moment. In the eyes of the little slave. It's just a waste princess who has no power and no status.

Blue Mo can't afford to lose hope. Even so, she has to rise to the challenge. So. That's all I can do. Her heart was ruthless. His eyes were bloodshot. Black hair was scattered. It's as soft as a dense mass of seaweed. Her dantian luck slowly rose in one breath. The fishy sweetness in the throat began to emerge. A satisfied smile floated on the corner of his mouth. You forced me. Han Xuyao.

"The master is terrible. Look at it. ”

When Han Xuyao raised his horsewhip and rushed to the prisoner cart, which was less than ten paces. Lan Mo should have been better. But because he didn't care about his body again. And unluckily. Gulps of blood spat out. She smiled. looked at Han Xuyao, who had already picked himself up from the prisoner car. Coldly authentic. "That's all. You're willing to come and listen to me. That's right. ”

"You talk less nonsense. Shut up. Han Xuyao's forehead was full of green muscles. A flash of trance flashed in his eyes. Then he returned to a cold countenance. He wanted to punish her. But he didn't want to punish her with real pain. He never felt how uncomfortable the pain of flesh and skin would be for Lan Mo. He did. It's just that outsiders can see that he is very fierce.

He couldn't be too merciful to her. He couldn't.

"What do I do with my shut up. I'll tell you more. How much do you torture me. None of them worked. Lan Moya bit his lips. Muttered softly. There was a faint smile in his eyes. It's like floating flowers. All it takes is a gentle blow. It will be scattered.

"Shut up if it's useless." Han Xuyao was a little soft-hearted for a while. He hugged Lan Mo tightly without unshackles. Step by step, he walked to his personal chariot. The attendant lifted the light curtain. A faint layer of forgetful incense is like a goddess of redemption. Wrap the blue dust tightly.

"Huh. That's what saved me. Lan Mo was stubborn. also knows what Han Xuyao wants to do. He felt uncomfortable like that. Then wouldn't she have to talk about it even more. "What do you do again. Nor can it be compared to him. So. You killed that man in the tower. As long as I don't die. Someday, I'll make you pay back double. ”

"You live first and then talk nonsense." Han Xuyao allowed Lan Mo to speak unscrupulously. He laid Lan Mo flat in the center of the soft couch. Then I lit a plate of incense. This is a rare forgetful incense. It has a significant effect on Lan Mo's injuries. Originally, I wanted her to use it when she couldn't stand begging for mercy. didn't expect her to beg for mercy. also mutilated his body in the way that Han Xuyao didn't have a trick in.

She seems to have understood. Han Xuyao couldn't let her die yet. She seems to have understood. Han Xuyao kept her life to a great use.

was going to open his mouth and ask the Seventh Lord to save that person. But Lan Mo smelled the familiar aroma of forgetting. Suddenly understood. How could she ask the devil to save people? She closed her eyes in a daze. All she could pray for was when she opened her eyes again. There was a familiar hug that warmed her around. And wake up again. Everything that happened was a dream. How wonderful it should be.

"Lord Wang. You do so. Even if she is restored to the position of princess in the future. It may not be able to play a certain role in improving our forces. "Mo Dou is already parallel to Han Xuyao at this moment. He found the prince coming out of the chariot. Facial expressions are a little different.

"This king has never needed love. There is no need for any affection. So. She's just a tool. You don't have to worry too much about this king. Han Xuyao replied. His cold heart had been forged in the moment of the post-Tang. He thought about himself except himself. There are times when I think about other people.

Glimpses of light. The breeze is blowing. It's just that little end in the palace in the past. There were a few times that made him almost heartbroken. He overthrew a prince of Xishu who was listening to Taixue in the Lianjin Palace. It's the eleventh prince Yin Muyou. He remembers. At that time, the last child threw down a long strip of cloth. Rescued the crying boy. Let Han Xuyao remember Lan Mo. But it was also then.