He stopped talking, he stopped looking at her, and slowly closed his eyes, but the blood at the corners of his mouth kept flowing, staining the golden carpet black.

She was afraid that he would resist, and she was afraid that he would not succeed.

Therefore, not only was the wine he drank at first poisonous, but even the purple dagger was poisonous.

And each of them is the strange poison in the world as mentioned in the Poison Sutra.

She suddenly rushed forward uncontrollably, picked up Qin Qingxuan, and hugged her tightly in her arms.

Holding his gradually cold body, her hands were trembling, and the whole person seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar.

"Qin Qingxuan~~~~" She hugged Qin Qingxuan, who had closed her eyes, and shouted to the sky.

At this moment, she is like a lone wolf, like a lone wolf who has lost her partner.

Her thin shoulders hung down, and her whole person seemed to have reached a critical point, and her heart ached uncontrollably.

Her eyes went dark, and the whole person fell beside Qin Qingxuan.

Outside, there was a sudden strong wind, and the whining wind seemed to be crying bitterly for the two men.

Under the lightning and thunder, lightning slashed down from the sky.

The thunder exploded in the sky, as if it exploded above the heads of everyone in this Snow Dance Continent, shaking people's ears and almost becoming deaf.

When Zhuge Aoshuang woke up again, it was already afternoon.

The sun scorched the earth, and the birds outside the window chirped "chirp", which naturally composed a song.

Zhuge Aoshuang opened his eyes and looked at the bright sunshine and green grass outside the window.

The faint scent of grass soaked in the sun was embroidered between the noses, and it seemed that the smell of that person could still be felt.

All this seems to be just a dream.

"Mother, are you awake?" A little girl in a pink palace dress and a double bun half-knelt in front of Zhuge Aoshuang's couch, took a cold handkerchief for her, and asked worriedly.

Zhuge Aoshuang smiled, wanting to clear the distress in his heart.

But looking at the little girl's smart eyes, in the little girl's eyes, she saw her miserable white cheeks and ugly stiff smile.

Zhuge Aoshuang moved his lips, and his voice was hoarse: "Qin Qingxuan, where is he?" ”

The little girl was stunned, her face was frightened, and she hurriedly knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty has died, and I hope that Niangniang will not be too sad, so as not to hurt the phoenix body!" ”

Zhuge Aoshuang lay on his back, closed his eyes, but couldn't stop crying, and the silky silk pillow was also drowning in half.

That person is really gone.

She succeeded in avenging herself, and she succeeded in avenging herself.

But...... Her heart...... Why can it hurt so thoroughly?

The little maid saw that Zhuge Aoshuang closed her eyes and stopped talking, so she also retreated with interest.

After the little maid retreated, Zhuge Aoshuang looked at the sunlight outside the window, and only felt powerless.

With the scent of grass in his nose, Zhuge Aoshuang gradually fell asleep again.

In the dream, it was nightmares.

She saw Qin Qingxuan lying on the golden carpet covered in blood, but she looked at her with a smile, and her elegant and mellow voice echoed in her ears: "If you want the life of this emperor, one sentence is enough." ”

The camera suddenly reversed, and she saw her father and queen mother.

It's just that her father and queen mother are no longer the kind appearance in their memory, but have changed their faces to the wicked, and they actually pounced on her and swallowed her one bite at a time.

She could even hear their teeth grinding against her flesh.

Zhuge Aoshuang's feet trembled, and a spirit woke up, only to find that the thin shirt on his body was completely soaked, and his body was weak and unable to get up.

"Zi Tilt?"

"The princess is awake!"

Two voices rang in her ears, and she raised her eyes, but she bumped into Jiang Yi's emaciated face, and also saw Su Enen, who was crying and tearful.

"You've been calling his name." The corners of Jiang Yi's mouth seemed to be unable to smile, his face was ugly, and his eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, as if there were thousands of knots that could not be untied.

She twisted her head to the side, and tried to close her eyes and go back to sleep.

But after catching a glimpse of the three jade seals next to the silk pillow, he was stunned, reluctantly half sat up, held the jade seals in his hands, and looked at them carefully.

She spread out her palms, and her voice was hoarse and dry: "He said, give me the jade seal of the Three Kingdoms as a wedding gift." ”

Her fingers gently rubbed the jade seal, as if caressing his delicate face.

But the cold of her fingertips reminded her from time to time that this was just his jade seal, just a dead thing, not him.

The night was as cold as water, with a deathly silence.

For seven days, she slept for seven days, missing the day when Qin Qingxuan stopped working.

It seems that this is subconsciously, her escape.

When the sun slowly rose from the horizon again, she looked calm, dressed in a bright yellow robe, holding the jade seal of the Three Kingdoms and slowly stepped onto the Jinluan Palace, sitting on the dragon chair.

The ministers below bowed their heads to the ground, shouting long live, and did not even dare to raise their heads.

She turned her head to look at the wide dragon chair beneath her, and the image of him smiling and holding her hand and sitting on the dragon chair with her fingers clasped together seemed to come to her mind again.

I still remember that day he picked up the golden foot bottle, took a sip of the wine in the way of drinking the wine, and then said to her with a smile: "This emperor will make up for you the wine." ”

"From today on, he, Murong Jin, is your queen."

"No matter how high Bendi stands, Bendi will have you by his side."

Sitting on the dragon chair, his mind was full of his voice, so clear and elegant, indifferent and firm.

Jiang Yi stood quietly beside him, just seeing a subconscious glance at the corner of her eye, he guessed what she was thinking at the moment.

The entire Jinluan Hall was silent, and the ministers were waiting for the new emperor to call them flat.

However, after waiting for a long time, the new emperor did not have any words.

"Your Majesty, Weichen is brave, I don't know who assassinated my emperor?" Qin Nianzhi, the marshal of the Qin State, knelt on the ground, and his resentment rose sharply.

Zhuge Aoshuang looked at Qin Nianzhi, and the corners of his mouth pulled upward: "What if this emperor said that it was this emperor who killed him?" ”

In a word, it shocked the four.

The Jinluan Hall was silent again, but compared to before, it was murderous underneath.

"Why does Your Majesty speak falsely?" The sound of metal clashing came from inside the main hall, followed by a general dressed in black and black armor.

His body was full of murderous aura that could not be concealed, and his steps were steady and powerful.

He walked up to the Jinluan Palace, knelt down in front of the ministers, spoke sharply, and said in a deep voice: "Emperor Qin's last order, take you as the emperor, if you don't obey, you will be killed!" ”

He didn't say much, but he was a fine word, hiding murderous intent.

A strong killing intent emanated from his body and spread to the entire Jinluan Palace, covering up the murderous intent in the original court.

"Blood dragon scales?" When Qin Nianzhi saw this person, he exclaimed unconsciously.

Blood dragon scales, as the name suggests, are the scales on the dragon's body, and the meaning of blood is the meaning of the dragon's blood.

Once the dragon bleeds...... So......

As long as it is a member of the royal family, or a high-level official, they all know that behind every emperor of the Qin State, there is the existence of blood dragon scales.

The Blood Dragon Scale is not a person, but an organization.

An organization that will only stand up after the death of the emperor to maintain the obsession of the emperor during his lifetime.

Over the years, this blood dragon scale has often been used in the battle for the throne.

This organization is mysterious, and no one knows how many people there are in this organization, and what kind of abilities these people have.

Therefore, as long as it is the appearance of blood dragon scales, then it represents the will of the emperor.

The man didn't glance at Qin Nian out of the corner of his eye, he just lowered his head and stopped talking, and the murderous intent on his body was undisguised.

Zhuge Aoshuang recognized this person.

This person, who was called the Blood Dragon Scale by Qin Nianzhi, was the person who was summoned into the imperial study to explain the future at the moment Qin Qingxuan fell to the ground.

This person who was called the Blood Dragon Scale was also the one who witnessed her killing Qin Qingxuan.

But at this moment, this person is actually standing on her side, saying to everyone that she is the emperor!

Could it be ...... Qin Qingxuan had already known her plans, so she had already arranged everything for this result?

He even gave her, the identity of a man.

Suddenly, a thought came to her mind, making her head dizzy uncontrollably.

The ministers of the Qin State, the Bai State or the Wu State below all lowered their heads and almost lowered their heads to the ground, and they didn't dare to breathe.

"Blood dragon scales, good." Zhuge Aoshuang nodded indifferently, no longer speaking, and the look on his face could no longer be seen except for coldness.

She stretched out her hand and raised it weakly, and her voice was faint: "Flat." ”

The people got up and bowed aside.

"Something to start playing~~~~Nothing to retreat~~~~"

The eunuch's unique male duck voice resounded loudly and long in the hall, but no one stood up to say anything.

Zhuge Aoshuang sat on the dragon chair at the high end, his fingers touched the dancing claw golden dragon on the armrest, and listening to the long voice of the eunuch in his ears, he felt numb.

After waiting for a long time, no one stood up to speak, Zhuge Aoshuang waved his hand, stood up and was about to go back to the inner room, but he heard a loud report from outside coming in one by one, reaching her ears, and also reaching the ears of all the ministers present.

"Your Majesty! The witch clan has come to ask to see Your Majesty! ”

Zhuge Aoshuang looked out of the hall suspiciously, and motioned for the Wu clan to come in.

Zhuge Aoshuang frowned, thinking about all the information about this witch clan.

But neither her memories nor Zhuge Aoshuang's memories have any information about this witch clan.

It's as if this witch clan just came out of nowhere.

An old man in a light gray plain robe, with a staggering step, walked in from the main hall, his head was full of white hair, and his whole body also exuded a twilight aura, and he looked to be eighty or ninety years old.

The old man walked very slowly on crutches, and it took a cup of tea to walk slowly in front of the ministers.

Zhuge Aoshuang narrowed his eyes, motioned to the guards beside him to bring the mat, and asked the old man to sit down.

The old man respectfully made a big salute that no one in the audience could understand, and then thanked Zhuge Aoshuang, put aside the cane in his hand, and sat down cross-legged.

The ministers present couldn't help whispering the news about the witch clan, and even some people looked at the old man's appearance and laughed at him for being fat, and he actually deceived him into the palace.