Don't say Xiao Xiang, even Xi Xi on the side took a step back in surprise. Xiao Xiang only felt that his eyelids jumped, as if something was about to happen, but seeing Xu Hui's appearance, it seemed that he didn't let her finish speaking, and he didn't want to leave. She was extremely irritable in her heart, but she still endured the depression in the center and stepped forward to help Xu Hui. Turn your head and let Xi Xi stay at a distance, not to teach others to approach.

Xu Hui's expression was sad, but he had not lost his vigilance. She looked around for a while, and then slowly opened her mouth: "Please princess help me kill Wu Mei." ”

She gritted her teeth, but she had a trembling expression, and Xiao Xiang was very puzzled when she saw it. She half-squinted her eyes and took a step back, as if she was looking at Xu Hui carefully, and as if she was ready to leave at any moment.

After a while, I heard Xiao Xiang speak: "Why? She has been reduced to a palace maid and poses no threat to you. ”

Xu Hui took a deep breath, stabilized her mind, and spoke again: "She had a private tryst with King Jin, and she was bumped into by me. She said slowly, her voice very soft, but the words were like thunder.

Just a few simple words taught Xiao Xiang to have a cool breath all over his body.

"You mean......" Her eyes widened in disbelief, Wu Meiniang could be such a careless person? It is recorded in her personal love letter with Li Zhi, Xiao Xiang is not surprised, but this private relationship is surprising that Xu Hui ran into it. She looked at Xu Hui fixedly for a long time, and her heart was churning.

To be honest, she really wants Wu Mei to disappear from this world. She didn't want to follow the path of Princess Gaoyang in history, she didn't want to be strangled to death by a white silk, and she didn't want to watch the debate machine die...... Therefore, if Wu Zetian, who will become the protagonist of the historical stage in the future, disappears, then the years in the future will be completely changed.

She didn't know what she would be transformed into, but at least she had a chance. Not like now...... She is the same as recorded in history, married to Fang Yiai. Fang Yiai obeyed the princess, but the husband and wife had no feelings. Although there is a secret to this, it generally does not seem to make any difference. History doesn't record details.

What's more, now Wu Meiniang and Li Zhi have hooked up. If they are allowed to develop like this, they will definitely be exactly the same as Secretary Shi's: Li Chengqian was deposed, and Li Zhi became the prince.

And she will also go down the planned itinerary until she is destroyed. She gritted her silver teeth, and her heart was full of contradictions. She doesn't want to die, she doesn't want to die!! But...... I want her to kill people...... Even as an accomplice...... It's something I've never thought of.

Xiao Xiang half-hung his head and didn't speak for a while.

Two completely different ideas are at war in the mind, and it seems that neither one is right. She was silent for a long time, but she still sighed, turned her back and didn't look at Xu Hui, and said, "No." ”

"But......" Xu Hui was anxious, her voice trembled, "But, but ......" She said a few times in a row, but she couldn't finish the sentence, Xiao Xiang didn't give her a chance to speak again, and walked away.

Xiao Xiang was traveling extremely fast, as if there was a ghost chasing after him. And Xu Hui's voice was blown away by the wind and drifted under the vermilion wall and green tiles, like a gossamer.

She was afraid that if she walked slowly, the devil in her heart would wake up, and she would not be able to find the Qingming Lingtai again.

She first went to the Taiji Hall to greet Li Shimin, and after a while, she returned to the Ganlu Palace. Xun Yeyu was already waiting in the hall, and when she saw herself coming in, she bent down and saluted, but she didn't know where the piano in her hand had been received.

Xiao Xiang didn't care too much, she waved her hand, and everyone in the hall retreated together, and in an instant, there were only two people in the hall, she and Xun Yeyu. She was not in a hurry to speak at this time, and her fingers slightly flicked the bamboo on the desk. The bamboo is verdant and lovely, and the branches and leaves are soft when touched, and there is a slight itch when it slides through the palm.

Xun Yeyu stood on the side, but his face was expressionless, and he stood aside with his head bowed respectfully.

Xiao Xiang stroked for a moment, and suddenly raised his head and smiled at Xun Yeyu: "Yeyu, can I teach you a trick?" Her tone was extremely intimate, as if Xun Yeyu had been her friend for many years.

A trace of surprise flashed on Xun Yeyu's face, and it was fleeting, she bent down slightly, and said softly: "The princess said that it is good to be in Xia Xun." After she entered the palace, she has always been so respectful, refusing to cross the line at all.

The pink palace silk on Xun Yeyu's body was hanging in front of her with her arms, and it was shaking slightly because of her movements at the moment. Xiao Xiang glanced at her twice, smiled and nodded: "Okay, Xun." Do you want to see this trick? ”

Although it was an inquiring tone, her hands had already begun to move.

I saw Xiao Xiang reach out and take the two white jade cups on the desk, one of which contained the cold water she had asked Xi Xi to prepare before, and the other was empty. She smiled slightly, moved her wrist over the empty cup, and slowly poured the cold water down. Columns of water flowed through the beads of blood on her wrists and dripped into the empty cup.

The cold water, which had no color at all, was now tinged a faint red, and the air seemed to have a slight smell of blood. Xun Yeyu's face was calm and unwavering, but when he saw the scene in front of him, his eyes widened unconsciously.

"I think you know this thing?" After observing her expression, Xiao Xiang took the soft cloth from the side with satisfaction, dried his wrists, and poured the cup of water into Wenzhu's flower pot.

Xun Yeyu's face was heavy, and he nodded slightly: "Yes." Her eyes were not looking at Xiao Xiang, but at the pot of bamboo.

Xiao Xiang saw her confessing so frankly, she was very puzzled in her heart, she didn't expect Xun Yeyu too much, after all, this is not an ordinary thing, the things of the ancient witch clan, where do you want to see it so much? But I don't want her to admit that she knows, is there any reason for this?

She was about to speak, but she heard Xun Yeyu gasp, she followed Xun Yeyu's gaze, but saw that Fang Cai's verdant bamboo had turned into dead wood at this moment.

"Dare to ask the princess, this thing ...... Is it the blood bead of the ancient witch clan? Xun Yeyu's expression was solemn, but there was a hint of surprise. Her appearance like this made Xiao Xiang vigilant.

She remained silent and asked rhetorically, "How did Xun come to this conclusion?" ”

Xun Yeyu's hands trembled slightly, completely different from her usual calmness. Xiao Xiang was even more surprised in her heart, she had never seen her so out of shape when she saw Xun Yeyu a few times, could it be that this blood bead had something to do with her?

I made up my mind that I couldn't tell everything calmly before I figured it out. Otherwise, it is a misfortune that her life of half a year will be in vain at this moment.

Xun Yeyu took a few deep breaths, as if to calm his emotions, and after a while, he said quietly: "I regard my mother's master as dying in the hands of this blood bead." ”

Xiao Xiang looked at her carefully, wanting to distinguish the truth of these words. I saw that Xun Yeyu's face was slightly pale, his hands were clenched into fists, and the corners of his eyes were a little red, obviously remembering something sad. I believed it for seven or eight minutes, and then I heard her say: "I was ten years old at that time, and when I came back from the town, I saw my master lying in a pool of blood. She was silent again, as if she didn't want to talk any more, and it took a long time before she said another sentence, "The only thing that the murderer has left is this blood bead." ”

She didn't say anything, just gently rolled up her sleeves, and there was the same string of beads on her snow-white jade-like wrist. Xiao Xiang was dumbfounded, how could there be two strings of beads with the same thing? I don't know why, an inexplicable worry arose, things didn't seem to be developing within her intellectual scope at all, she took a deep breath, and without thinking too much, she told Xun Yeyu about the situation that day. Naturally, there was something in it that she kept it hidden.

After all, the soul that comes from a thousand years later is an unacceptable thing.

But even then, she was very adventurous. Fortunately, Xun Yeyu should not have any interest problems with her. She is not a concubine, and neither is Xun Yeyu. She is not a prince, and there is no possibility of taking the heir.

Xiao Xiang showed a wry smile, she had no way out.

"Is there a way to solve it?" She looked at Xun Yeyu, and unconsciously turned the blood beads on her hands, and there was no hope in her heart, if there was a way to take it off, how could she still take it?

But to her surprise, Xun Yeyu nodded firmly and said, "Yes." ”

With such a simple word, a cluster of flames suddenly jumped in Xiao Xiang's eyes, and he blurted out a sentence: "Why don't you take it down?" ”

She finally knew where the worries were coming from. The scene of that day was deeply imprinted in her mind, and Na Zhongli kept claiming that she was a saint to put it on herself, and she tried her best to take it down. This is not a good thing, but Xun Yeyu in front of him...... Why did she keep carrying it? It's not like she can't take it......

The suspicious gaze immediately swept towards Xun Yeyu, she seemed to be still immersed in that past, there was a slight misty look in her eyes, and her face was still so pale.

"Why don't you take it down?" Xiao Xiang repeated Fang Cai's words again, staring at Xun Yeyu with both eyes, not letting go of any expression on her face.

Xun Yeyu suddenly laughed, and his voice was extremely high. The voice echoed in the Manna Temple, slowly mixing together like a song of despair.

"Why?" She suddenly looked up at Xiao Xiang, word by word, "The revenge has not been avenged, I dare not forget!" ”