Liu Yuan had words in her mouth, and her voice gradually weakened, Wan Bao couldn't hear what she said, so she had to call again: "Niangniang!" Approaching Liu Yuan's side, he leaned over and said, "Niangniang, you can't leave a root!" He never pronounced the word "kill" in his mouth, but said even more cruelly "can't stay". Wan Bao's lips and teeth were strong, and he bit those three words fiercely.

Liu Yuan paused and asked rhetorically: "What if you can't stay?" ”

How is it? Kill him! Wan Bao swallowed his saliva, straightened his waist, lowered his eyes, and whispered, "Go to him, Niangniang." The soft male voice with a feminine temperament is like a sharp horizontal knife that can penetrate the henchman, hanging in front of Liu Yuan, just waiting for her to hold the knife tightly, and she will be able to take a rooted life immediately.

I went to Zuo Yan and went to Yougen. Whoever Wanbao goes to will go to the Lechuan River.

Liu Yuan took a small sip of a cherry into a ruddy word, tightened her chin, and kept silent. She didn't want to go to Yougen, but she was afraid, deeply afraid, unable to declare her fear.

After a long time, Liu Yuan opened her mouth tiredly and asked softly, "Wanbao, what if that is a trap set by San Lang?" After that, Liu Yuan was deeply relieved to find an excuse to prevaricate.

Wan Bao pondered for a moment, and said decisively: "Even if it is the tiger's den in Longtan, the slaves and maids are willing to break through for the sake of the mother." "The voice is smooth and gentle, and there doesn't seem to be any mood swings. However, Wanbao's heart has turned over the river and the sea. If there is a root that involves the concubine Niangniang, his henchman who follows Liu Yuan like a shadow will never be complete. Therefore, he made up his mind to get rid of Yougen, for the sake of Liu Yuan and himself.

"Wanbao ......" Liu Yuanmei's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the corners of Wanbao's fine lines in a daze, and lost her mind for a moment.

"!" Liu Yuan only called him by name, but did not command, which made Wanbao a little anxious, "Niangniang! Wan Bao's voice was like an urge, hoping that Liu Yuanxiu would be undecided again.

"Niangniang, when you are broken, you will continue to suffer from it. At the moment, His Majesty the Emperor has not received any news there. But it won't take long for Tian Zhen to find Ling Xue Palace and find out the roots. Mother, are we going to do nothing with our hands crossed? ”

Wan Bao's words were sincere and sincere, and in the end, his voice was hoarse and choked, as if he was accompanied by Liu Yuan to the state of poverty in the twilight.

Liu Yuan's eyes darkened, and in a trance, Zhao Jin's resentful gaze before his death continued to appear in front of Liu Yuan's eyes. Liu Yuan's body swayed three times, and she almost couldn't stand steadily, but she was helped by Wanbao in time to prevent her from falling to the ground.

Liu Yuan held Wanbao's arm tightly, and the slender jade fingers painted with Yin Hongkou Dan were completely moisturized in a breath, and the green tendons were exposed and convex on the back of the white hand, just like dead branches and ugly leaves.

"Ready to fly, do you have to send it?" Liu Yuan's temples suddenly hurt, sighed leisurely, and muttered: "I just want to take the lead, but I miscalculated?!" ”

Liu Yuan's voice was like a gnat, Wan Bao couldn't hear what she said, he only knew that a root was dead, and Changchun Palace could be Baokangtai. Or, for a while, Kangtai.

Scattered and reunited, Liu Yuan's eyes gradually became fierce, cleared her throat, and asked in a deep voice: "Then why have you been in the palace for a long time?" ”

"Yes, yes." Wanbao's spirit was lifted, "Wei'er is the son of Wei Zhaoyi's family, and she followed Wei Zhaoyi all the way into the palace, and the more she saw and heard." "The implication is that Wei'er is not a master who is easy to bluff.

Liu Yuan pinched Wan Bao's wrist with ten fingers, opened her lips and teeth lightly, and said: "Wei Zhaoyi is crazy, what kind of dedication to serve is really hard for her." It's not bad to be reborn early and go to a good family. You tell me? ”

Hearing this, Wan Bao couldn't care about the pain in his wrist, and responded in a loud voice: "Niang Niang Shengming!" ! ”

"This matter must be done properly and neatly, don't make trouble for the Ministry of Internal Affairs or Qianniuwei, they work hard all day, no wonder it's not easy." Liu Yuan exhaled a turbid breath, like a happy little rabbit in her heart, and hit her ribs so much that they were about to break.

After Zhao Jin's death, Liu Yuan felt that it was not easy to make a decision. As if every step is not satisfactory.

However, there is danger before there is an opportunity. Liu Yuan has a clear banner and a real purpose, everything she does is for the dragon chair on the Hall of Light. As long as you follow this path, you will definitely get your wish. Liu Yuan secretly cheered for herself.

King Xiang, who hated Xie Jiulang because of "King Xiang's Changing Text", was writing Xie Jiulang's guilt in the Qiushui Palace. The anger that had been dormant in his chest had all turned into horizontal and vertical skimming. However, his writing skills are not good, and he always feels itchy in his boots when he writes and writes, and he can't express his happiness.

Tao Siniang held a cup of clove lychee and fried it into the hall, and said softly to King Xiang: "Lord, rest for a while and then work hard." She looked at the discarded paper balls scattered on the ground and wondered. Why did King Xiang abandon the silk silk commonly used in Suxi and use paper instead? She carefully avoided the paper ball, and smiled towards King Xiang, if you don't look closely, it is difficult to find that she has a smile on her face with a little reluctance.

Tao Siniang was completely dead to King Xiang. When she was free, she went to Changxin Palace to find Qin Shiniang's embroidery in the name of Qin Shiniang's classmate. Speaking of which, it was all Tao Siniang's own sin. On the way to Kyoto, Tao Siniang was holding an annoying shelf, and Qin Siniang and other good families were not close to her. Now, Tao Siniang is trying her best to repair it, and it really takes a lot of thought.

I went to Changxin Palace many times, and Tao Siniang heard and witnessed His Royal Highness the King of Jin copying scriptures all day long, not close to women, and muttered again. King Jin is afraid and he is also a peach. According to her, in the palace, His Majesty the Emperor is a serious male master. However, no matter how much Tao Siniang longed for glory, she didn't dare to hit His Majesty the Emperor with her idea.

King Xiang didn't raise his eyelids, and said with an absent-minded "um", "Let it go." ”

The corners of Tao Siniang's lips hooked slightly, and she responded with a smile, and there was a trace of impatience in her eyes when she looked at King Xiang. If Tao Siniang has the right to choose, she would rather go back to the sweep and sprinkle the sweep with Tongwen, it is better than serving the moody King Xiang.

Tao Siniang put aside the clove lychee frying and began to clean up the mess. While picking up the paper balls, she wondered what King Xiang intended from the words revealed above.

King Xiang was already not thinking well, and Tao Siniang dangled in front of him, which made him even more annoyed.

"Don't move, put it there, put it there!" King Xiang was overwhelmed, furrowed his brows, and roared.

With this roar, Tao Siniang, who was holding five or six paper balls in his arms, was at a loss. She seemed to have hugged a few red-hot briquettes, and she didn't lose them, and she didn't keep them.

King Xiang looked at her stupid look, and he didn't get angry, "Where are you doing?" Don't get out yet?! ”

Tao Siniang's eyes were slightly sour, she put down the paper ball, drooped her head, whimpered and said, "Servant obeys", and staggered to the door.

Xiang Dynasty pulled the corners of his lips contemptuously at Tao Siniang's stumbling back, and suddenly remembered that he couldn't understand the crazy words, so he shouted: "Hey, who let you go, come back!" ”

Tao Siniang's body stiffened, paused, and turned her head to look at King Xiang. With such a big effort, Tao Siniang's aggrieved eyes were moist and red, her nose couldn't help moving, and she muttered: "The prince forgives the sin." ”