The spring-like smile on Jin Lin's face will always remind Gong Lingyu of Jun Yufeng.

Later, she failed to kill Jun Yufeng in person, but she heard that he was also dead, and he died in the priest's courtyard, for a while Gong Lingyu has been thinking about this matter, can kill people under Yun Yihan's nose, and do it unknowingly, how much ability does this have? Could it be that there are still masters like Zhong Ling in Nanzhao?

This is unfair, unjust and not public, if there is, "Huangquan" will not find any news. But for Zhong Ling, there is still a little bit of information, at least she went back later and found that the name "Huangquan" was at least recorded for Zhong Ling, although the information was pitiful.

Gong Lingyu didn't have to concentrate on the next thing to know the result, Jin Lin came in person, Yan Qian wanted to kill Jin Shuyao first and then didn't even plan to inform Jinmen of the matter, using Jin Lin's face, Jin Shuyao's life was left behind, and he was reduced to a commoner, but he was fooled like this, and Jin Lin had no intention of pursuing it.

Jin Shuyao's fate was saved and she was demoted to a commoner, but she heard the news of her suicide that night.

It's a pity that the suicide attempt.

Three days later, after picking a good day, Jin Shuyao went to a nunnery outside Phoenix Ridge to become a monk.

I heard that she had come back to beg Yan Tian before, but it was unknown how Yan Tian replied to everyone, but after Jin Shuyao left, she didn't cry or make trouble, and quietly escaped into the empty door.

Gong Lingyu leaned in front of the window, originally expected that there was nothing wrong with Jin Shuyao becoming a flat-headed common person, and many people wanted to live a plain life, but they couldn't ask for it. But women in this era will only revolve around men, and those who have read some books are better, if they are talentless, they really want to teach their husbands and children, and walk around the pot every day. Their fate is either to live peacefully with their husbands, plain and simple; Either under the tradition of polygamy, sharing their husbands with several women, intrigue, or being intrigued; Either it's the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha, and it's a lifetime. Even more miserable, they will not even be able to save their lives.

How can a person who has not died once understand the preciousness of life?

Gong Lingyu sighed for a while, and Lechuan stood against the wind, turning his head to look at her.

Gong Ling Yu stood up straight and looked at Lechuan: "Hide, someone is coming." ”

Lethe's reaction was a step slower than hers, but he listened to her and hid behind the curtain that reached the ground.

Le Mingsha pushed the door in, she didn't even knock on the door, and she didn't follow a girl behind her, she came alone, and after entering, she went straight to the point and asked, "Does Your Highness think you are not beautiful enough?" ”

Gong Lingyu: "......"

Le Mingsha closed the door, walked to Gong Lingyu's side, followed her gaze to look at the beautiful scenery in the courtyard, and said, "Hasn't Your Highness seen you, why hasn't there been any movement?" ”

According to Le Mingsha's thinking, Yan Tian is indispensable to women, if he falls in love with "Lin Xu", he can't wait to lure her into bed.

If you make Yan Qian happy in bed, there will be a second and a third time...... After a lot of times, she naturally became a chess piece that Le Mingsha placed next to Yan Tian, watching everything about Yan Tian instead of him.

Gong Lingyu pretended to be embarrassed and said, "Maybe there have been too many things that have happened recently, and His Royal Highness the Prince is not in the mood." ”

She knew that Yan Tian hadn't spoiled any woman recently.

Le Mingsha's voice carried a hint of suspicion: "Is that so?" ”

"Otherwise, the princess has a more reasonable explanation?"

Originally, Gong Lingyu was still a little skeptical that Le Mingsha knew about the festivals of "Lin Xu" and Yan Tian, but now she is even more sure in her heart that she doesn't know.

Yan Tilt and Le Mingsha, the two dog men and women, shouldn't they all know each other.

Back then, Qingqing and I were still so tired in front of her when she was dying, why did it seem to be different now?

Yan Tian has something to hide from Le Mingsha, and there must be more than one!

Le Mingsha looked down at his slightly bulging lower abdomen, and said wistfully: "Lin Xu, you must help me with this, after the matter is completed, I will give you as much silver as you want." ”

Le Mingsha herself doesn't know why, she always has a sense of trust for no reason for the bright girl in front of her, as if she is willing to say anything to her. There is an inexplicable sense of closeness in her body.

Gong Lingyu said: "Collect money from people and eliminate disasters for others, I will try my best to help the princess." ”

She said this, Le Mingsha only thought that she was a villain who loved money, and she didn't trust her, but this was a good start.

Lemingsha will trust her more and more, won't she?

If Le Mingsha is concerned about the things of the year, no matter how careful you are, it is not difficult to find that the history is always strikingly similar - Le Mingsha was so close step by step, showing loyalty and conscientiousness, and hated to block all the troubles for her Gong Lingyu. Gong Lingyu trusted her so much that she was finally killed by the two people she trusted the most, Yan Tian and Le Mingsha.

The meat of Le Mingsha should be stripped off little by little, and everything should be returned to her, and every step should not be omitted.

After Le Mingsha left, Lechuan slowly walked out from behind the curtain.

Gong Lingyu sat in front of the table, wrote a few lines with a pen, and instructed as he wrote: "Lethe, these marked ones should be expedited and investigated." The wind shadow under Yun Yihan's hand, as well as the person beside Jin Lin of the Elders' House who caught Le Mingsha's arrow with his bare hands, all need specific and detailed background information, and they must send me as much as they can find. ”

"Yes."

Lechuan stood on the side of the table, looking at her writing with her head down, and her eyes gradually became confused.

This blurry gaze quickly disappeared when Gong Lingyu put down the pen and picked up the paper and put it to his mouth to dry.

At night, Gong Lingyu had eaten, and was about to go to the garden to find out if there were any herbs that invigorated blood and dispelled blood stasis, and stepped on it to soak his feet, but was stopped by Yan Tian.

Originally, a few people were going to pass by here, but after seeing Yan Tian, they all took a detour.

The air seemed to take on a serious level.

Yan Tian looked at Gong Lingyu and asked, "Lin Xu, what do you think about the adultery between Concubine Jin and the leader of Murong?" ”

Gong Lingyu said: "I have no opinion on this matter. ”

"I don't have an opinion, but I still hide behind the crowd and watch a good show?"

Gong Lingyu sighed in her heart, she couldn't imagine that Yan Tian's attention that day could be distracted from her!

"What, starting to panic?" Yan leaned forward and leaned closer to her, looking like she was going to reach out to pick her chin, Gong Lingyu hurriedly stepped back a little, and said with a smile: "If you want to live a decent life, you must always have a little green on your head." Do you live a life, you have to have a little green on your head, otherwise how boring will your days be? ”

Yan Tian looked at her in a daze, and after a long while, he showed a gloomy smile: "All beings are equal, since everyone has to have some color on their heads, why don't you also give Yun Yihan some green." ”

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There is a righteous village outside the city of Xique.

Yizhuang is not clean in this kind of place, and it is the most common thing to be haunted all year round, but the Yizhuang outside the city is not too far from the Xiaoguang Temple, so any corpses in the city that are not good for burial will be placed here first.

In late autumn, in the dark night, jackdaws hover in the night sky and land on dead branches.

The ground is full of dead leaves, cold branches are blown by the wind, incomparably desolate, and the whole Yizhuang looks like a lifeless tomb from a distance.

Usually here, the corpse of a dead girl, slave or something from some big family in the city will be put here, and every once in a while someone will be transported to the mass grave, but coincidentally, Murong Qi's body is also placed here.

The Murong family received the bad news that their son had died with infamy, and they wanted to recapture their son's body, but the prince had been perfunctory about this matter, and they had no choice but to stab the matter to King Nanzhao and ask him to intervene.

But before King Nanzhao could intervene in anything, Murong Qi's body was sent here by the descendants of the Shizi Mansion, I don't know if it was out of Yan Tian's intentions.

In the suburbs of Zishi, the cold is pressing, the bright moon in the night sky is half covered by dark clouds, and the moonlight is lonely and bleak.

A slender man in a broad blue-gray robe stepped out of the moonlight, followed by a chubby man holding a basket made of rattan in his hand. He walked a few steps, only to feel that the whole body began to be invaded by the cold, and those strange cold, like pale hands, reached into his clothes and penetrated into his pores.

The man took a few quick steps before he was out of breath, and suddenly, as if he had stepped on something, he stumbled forward.

"Sixth Master, help!" The fat man screamed.

The slender man reluctantly took half a step back, supporting his fallen body - he used only one arm to block the fat man's uncontrollable forward body.

"Fuzi, if you are so careless again, you will clean up tomorrow and go back to your hometown." The slender man who is called the "Sixth Master" by Fuzi is the current Sixth Prince-Yan Zhao.

Fuzi, a big man, was so anxious that he was about to cry when he heard that his master was rushing back to his hometown, but Yan Zhao stopped him: "If you cry again, I'll leave you here." ”

Fukuko immediately closed her mouth.

He didn't want to go back to his hometown to farm, and he didn't want to be left here!

Fuzi quieted down, and Yan Zhao continued to walk towards Yizhuang.

Although Fuzi is fat, he is an honest person, what Yan Zhao wants to do needs others to keep his mouth shut, and Fuzi will not talk to people indiscriminately, and second, he is very timid, and if he says something to scare people, he will not dare to speak out.

Before reaching Yizhuang, Fuzi spontaneously slowed down, he was really afraid......

Yan Zhao stopped and took out a bell with a red thread tied to it from the rattan basket he was holding.

The night wind blew, but the red bell did not move or ring.

"Find a place to hide, and follow us later."