1 "All right, carry the carcass." Ruohua took off his blood-stained shirt and threw it on top of Concubine Ying's body, then waved at the guards.

Shen Yiqing looked stunned, thinking in his heart how he knew that he was peeking here.

"Such a big smell of wine, it's really you."

"So, Yan Shaoxia, what do you want to do with me, the person who sees the secret?" Shen Yiqing was not afraid, tilted his head and asked Ruohua.

The faint fragrance of bamboo wafting between the sleeves was refreshing, making Shen Yiqing feel as if she was in a bird forest.

Shen Yiqing waved her hand at the maid who had just held the shovel, and ordered someone to pile the tools at Ruohua's feet: "The little woman is disrespectful. It's just that the aroma of this wine is not afraid of deep soil, although the visitor is a guest, I should have entertained you. But what happened just now made me frightened, and I couldn't lift my hands and feet, and if I wanted to drink, I still had to bother my son to dig this treasure out of the ground. ”

After speaking, Ruohua condensed his luck and stretched out his hand to grab the land where the flowers were buried, and a large piece of soil rose from the ground, all broken into small pieces of sand, and then scattered on the ground.

Shen Ying'er was surprised, but she didn't show it, and instead hugged her fists and smiled: "Shaoxia is really good kung fu." Worthy of my best wine. ”

The two of them took out the wine and made it on the table under the tree.

"It is difficult for geese to fly, after all, it is difficult for Shu Dao. In my life, I met a few people on the road, and not all of them accompanied my loved ones. There are thousands of chic chivalrous guests in this world, how many people can do it without asking about the old city and their relatives?" After speaking, Shen Ying'er laughed and drank all the spirits in the cup. "What are you talking nonsense here? Everyone has a destiny, and you can't change anything. Shiyi's voice sounded faintly in Lingxi's ears.

"The Golden Hook Kiss, the name of this flower, is so interesting that it sounds like it has a lot of power." Wu Yueying was playing with the flowers and plants, and said to Bao'er, who was obsessed with the pipa on the side.

"I'm really angry, the lives of these two sisters are really hard, I thought that Concubine Ying could really separate the grace of the two sisters, but I didn't expect it. She was blessed by misfortune and gave birth to a dragon son, but she actually usurped the queen's concubine and became the crown prince, and I don't know what the truth is. Shi sat on the stone bench and said quietly.

"That's right, but we'll have to help him too."

"Alright, don't say it. I don't want to know about them, how difficult it is to be alone in this palace, and you have to bother me with these messy things. Shen Yiqing waved her hand at Xiao Man, and drank the wine in front of her.

Xiao Man was in a hurry, and forgot that Shen Yiqing had married into the palace, and blurted out what she had said when she was a young lady in the Shen family.

"Little master, you said something that Xiao Man didn't understand."

She remembered that on the day of Qizhao's birth, she returned to Jingren Palace in advance, but it was still early at this time, and everyone in the palace was either in Cining Palace or Xianglan Palace, and the backyard of Nuoda was like a courtyard without man's land.

Who knew that as soon as he walked to the corner gate, he saw that the guards happened to be carrying the corpses of Concubine Ying and the assassin outside the palace, Shen Yiqing was not a timid woman, but after all, this person who died was bigger than the sky, and he was afraid that it would not be good for him to collide like this, so he turned around and hid next to the porch, waiting for the people who carried the corpse to be gone, and then passed.

Shen Yiqing was puzzled, so she opened the corner door and looked out, and the scene in front of her surprised her.

"Your Excellency, you've worked hard." The little guard next to him helped the man get up with a sneer.

Suddenly, the man in front of him dusted off his clothes, stretched his muscles and bones, took out a small bottle of potion from his bosom and placed it on the handkerchief handed by the little man, and then gently applied it to his face.

And at this moment, the skin that had been wiped by the veil began to turn white piece by piece, and then began to break into pieces, and finally fell to the ground.

Is this a human skin mask? Is there really such a thing in this world?

That person was actually Yan Ruohua.

Zhao's rebellious heart is obvious, but it is too much to act like this, is it possible that the war between countries must take a woman's life to be quelled?