Chapter Eighty-Four: It's About Me
The blade of the sword turned, and the sword sealed the throat. Dali Siqing also fell in a pool of blood.
Ye Yanya raised the sword in her hand, watching the blood on the blade of the sword dripping on the floor drop by drop, reflecting Ye Yanyao's poignant smile, maybe even if she is controlled now, she is unwilling to kill. "Sister-in-law? Don't look at it, let's go. Yang Tong Zixu called, Ye Yanyao glanced back at Yang Tong Zixu, and nodded mechanically.
After returning to Fengxiang Mountain, Ye Yanyao walked into the Moon Palace, slowly sat next to the dresser, and instantly rushed up, carrying water and towels, all available. Ye Yanyao soaked her hand in the petals, milk honey roses, Ye Yanyao waved her hand, the maids put down the things in their hands and retreated, Ye Yanyao looked at her hands in distraction.
Yang Tong Zixu wrapped around Ye Yanyao's waist from behind, and her sexy thin lips were attached to Ye Yanyao's ear, "Sister-in-law, what are you thinking?" As he spoke, he put his hand into the basin of water and stroked the water on Ye Yanyao's hand, Ye Yanyao shook his head and signaled that it was okay.
Yang Tong Zixu smiled, walked in front of Ye Yanyao, picked up the brocade handkerchief next to him, and gently wiped Ye Yanyao's fingers, "Sister-in-law, in this world, not everyone is suitable for life, some people are not worthy of it at all, he can die in your hands, which is already a gift to him." ”
Ye Yanyao looked at him and nodded mechanically, "Okay, sister-in-law, don't think about it too much, there is still an hour before dawn, let's rest early." With that, he walked out. Ye Yanyao took off the golden hairpin on her head, the ruby on it was dazzling, Ye Yanyao reached out and wiped it, and smiled brightly.
"Miss, get up." Chen Xi stood on the edge of the bed and called, Ye Yanyao slowly sat up from the bed, who was very early last night, why was he still so tired, as if he hadn't slept for long.
"Miss, let me tell you something rare." Chenxi's gossip soul is burning. "Huh? What's up? ”
"That is, Dali Siqing, was wiped out, the whole family of one hundred and thirty-two people did not survive, and it is said that the seventeenth concubine of Dali Siqing is still pregnant."
"Oh." Ye Yanya was not surprised when she heard it, but suddenly, these pictures that Chen Xi said seemed to have scattered memory fragments in her mind, which really scared Ye Yanya.
"Chenxi, when did this happen?" Ye Yanyao hurriedly asked, "It happened last night, I went to fetch water for the young lady this morning, and I heard what Aunt Zhao said who delivered food to our palace." ”
Ye Yanyao thought that this must be a supernatural phenomenon that science can't explain, and Chen Xi continued to say to herself, "Actually, I think Dali Siqing died too well, anyway, a wicked person like him should have died a long time ago."
Look at him, he was corrupt and bribed, disregarding people's lives, he also ran his own pawnshop and a money bank, looted the hard-earned money of the common people, lent usury, and used other people's daughters to pay off debts if he couldn't get low debts, otherwise he could marry seventeen concubines? A person like him should have died a thousand and eight hundred times a long time ago. ”
Ye Yanya shook her head, got up from the bed, Chen Xi hurriedly went in to help, took out a skirt in the closet, and changed it for Ye Yanya. "After all, is it a dead court official, or Dali Siqing, who will the emperor send to investigate this case?"
"Well, I heard that when the emperor heard this, Long Yan was furious, and called An Shizi, who didn't need to go to the court, so if you look at it, then this matter must be handed over to An Shizi." Ye Yanyao nodded, and stopped talking. But he always felt as if it had something to do with her.