The voice seemed to come from hell, Yaqing's cells and nerves all tensed up, and the instinct of people in the face of life and death suddenly poured into her mind, and she opened her mouth to shout: "Save ......"

"Shut up, call again, I know you now!"

The knife in his hand sent a few more points inside, and Yaqing felt a trace of blood begin to slowly seep out.

"No, no, no." The pain made Yaqing more sober, and she subconsciously asked, "Who are you?" What do you want? ”

In the deep palace compound, not everyone can come in, Yaqing feels that her brain is very messy.

"Tell me where the talisman is?" The masked man asked.

"Talismans?" Ya Qing was stunned, he wanted a talisman?

"Speak quickly!" The masked man struck Yaqing on the head with his handle, and his voice became more ferocious, and it was clear that he was a little impatient.

Yaqing was in pain, she touched her head, the talisman was not like anything else, even if she put her life in, she couldn't say that she couldn't give it, so she pretended not to know anything: "The master has found the wrong person, where does I, a palace maid, know such an important thing, I don't know." ”

"Bastard, I don't want to live anymore, don't you, master, I've found out, you must know where it is! Say it. The masked man simply knocked Yaqing down, Yaqing knelt on the ground, and he went up with a slap: "If you don't say anything, I'll kill you now!" ”

Yaqing was knocked down and got up with difficulty, her lips were bleeding, her body staggered a little, but her voice was very resolute: "The slave really doesn't know, even if the hero kills me, it's the same, what you want is not what I know, how can I give it to you." ”

Yaqing cried, her dark eyes were particularly bright at night, and her aggrieved appearance did not soften the masked man, but made him more vicious.

The masked man stabbed the knife into Yaqing's shoulder, Yaqing shouted in pain, and the masked man covered Yaqing's mouth like a last warning: "Tell you, if you don't say it again, I will make next year's day your sacrifice day." ”

The cold knife stabbed into her body, making a grinding sound against the flesh, and the blood flowed down the knife, and Yaqing felt like she was about to die.

"I don't know ......"

After this sound, Yaqing felt that she was soaring into the clouds and flying into the sky.

On the second day, Liu Xiangyi got up like the previous hour, she has always been like this, even if she has insomnia, she will still wake up at that time the next day, this kind of regularity, even she herself is surprised.

Liu Xiangyi didn't see Yaqing standing in front of the bed with a basin of water as usual, but she was a little girl who had just arrived, she thought that Yaqing was idle today, and she didn't think much about it, she felt that there were so many days and nights, if she wanted to rest, she had no reason to refuse.

"Mother, it's not good......"

As he was rinsing his mouth, he heard a rapid voice coming from far and near.

"What's the matter, panic!"

The prince ascended the throne, the child was lost for no apparent reason, and there was nothing major in her life.

The little eunuch ran into the house, hunched his waist, and said in fear: "Niangniang, Aunt Ya was stabbed in the room?" ”

"What!"

Liu Xiangyi got up suddenly, and the basin in front of her face fell to the ground with a "bang", and the deafening sound added a bit of fear to the tense space, and the eunuch palace maid immediately knelt on the ground.

"Don't worry, Niangniang, if you find it in time, Aunt Ya is fine." The eunuch who came to report was a little regretful, and he should have told Yaqing's situation earlier.

Even if the subordinate said this, Liu Xiangyi still quickly packed up and ran towards Yaqing's residence.

The subordinate's room is not as spacious as the master's, as soon as she enters the door, Liu Xiangyi sees Yaqing lying on the bed, her pale face shows bitterness, and her bloodless lips are pulling weakly, Liu Xiangyi knows that she must be in pain.

"Mother......

"Shh......h

Liu Xiangyi stopped the imperial doctor's visit and asked in a low voice, "How is she?" ”

The emperor's favor for Concubine Yi is well known, and the imperial doctor did not dare to be careless and knelt down and said: "Hui Niangniang, the knife is still a little distance from the heart, so it is good to give birth to it, and there is no big problem. ”

"When will she wake up?" Liu Xiangyi saw that Yaqing should be in a mild coma, she could run to the palace to assassinate, and she could retreat with her whole body, either she was excellent in martial arts, or she was not an outsider, Liu Xiangyi thought, she must figure it out: "This palace wants her to wake up quickly and use the best medicine." ”

"Yes......"

The imperial doctor responded, in fact, Yaqing's wound was very deep, although it was not fatal, it was not very easy to wake up, the imperial doctor wiped the sweat on his forehead, and he was a little reluctant.

In the wilderness, Baisha searched for many days to find all the things of the snails, but up and down the mountain, how could they not find the body of the snails.

Tian Luo is Liu Xiangyi's personal guard, she has an accident, Bai Sha doesn't dare to think about Liu Xiangyi's situation, he hesitates, and can't bear it.

Imperial Palace, Xuanshu Palace, Zhuo Chenhao looked at the guards kneeling on the ground dissatisfied, his dark eyes were full of anger and expression, and he stared at the guards for a moment, and the guards who looked at them had numb scalps and felt as unbearable as fire.

Zhuo Chenhao was very conflicted in his heart, he wanted to get the talisman, but he didn't want to go toe-to-toe with Liu Xiangyi, although he had already abandoned her in his heart, but he was reluctant to take her life, and when he saw her, he couldn't help but feel pity.

The distraught Zhuo Chenhao went to the Heart Cultivation Palace, after the concubine was over, he had been summoning people to the Heart Cultivation Palace, and had not entered any palace, even Yaqing's matter, he only sent more guards to the Yinqiu Palace, and did not go to comfort him, and Liu Xiangyi was also rare quiet.

Today's is Han Yuer, who has not seen her for a day, raising her eyebrows a thousand degrees, Han Yuer is wearing a pink skirt, and her graceful body shuttles among the palace maids and eunuchs, showing a charming look.

"Yu'er is so beautiful today." Zhuo Chenhao's eyes lit up, and all the unhappiness in his heart was swept away.

Han Yuer danced and turned to Zhuo Chenhao's table, and danced from the table to Zhuo Chenhao's body with another movement.

The palace maid and the subordinates withdrew very clearly, and Wu An closed the door knowingly.

On the desktop is Liu Xiangyi's painting, in which Liu Xiangyi holds a rose in her nose, her expression is just like a water lotus that is not shy, and her eyebrows and eyes are clean and charming, which makes people reverie.

"My sister is so beautiful." Han Yu'er stroked the painting with one hand and murmured, this painting did not look like it came from the hands of a person in the palace: "This is ...... If the artist paints it, I'll paint it too. ”

Zhuo Chenhao didn't answer, leaned his head on Han Yu'er's neck, kissed her delicate neck, and smelled the fragrance in her hair, there was an unprecedented ease.

"Lord Wang...... Oh, no, it's the emperor, the angry concubine is speechless......" The long-lost action made Han Yuer let go of the mustard in her heart, and she suddenly remembered the past days, so she called the prince.

"Don't move!"

Feeling that Han Yu'er broke free, Zhuo Chenhao pretended to be angry and ordered, but listening to her words that were both close and distant, he hugged Han Yu'er tighter in distress.

"Fool, you're just like her, you belong to me completely." The man's possessiveness pushed Zhuo Chenhao to the top, and he couldn't wait to eat Han Yu'er in his stomach immediately.

Zhuo Chenhao's kiss fell like raindrops, he kissed every inch of Han Yuer's skin, seeing her delicate skin and Pingdan's lower abdomen, Zhuo Chen could no longer control his desire to be imprisoned for a long time, and attacked violently.

From the table to the bed, Han Yuer worked hard to cater to Zhuo Chenhao, she no longer remembered when the relationship between them changed from pure love to coping and please.

I can't figure out whether I love more or use more.

It was late at night after a pleasure, and the picture was still lying quietly on the table, Han Yuer tiptoed to the painting, I have to say, she was so jealous that she went crazy.

Why is this so, the emperor still thinks about her.

"Are you jealous?"

"Ah......" There was a sudden sound behind her, Han Yuer was startled, the painting slipped from her hand, and in an instant, Han Yuer said coquettishly: "The emperor walks without a sound, and the concubine is so scared......"

Saying that, Han Yuer was about to lean on Zhuo Chenhao's body, but was pushed away by Zhuo Chenhao, he lowered his body and picked up Liu Xiangyi's portrait, his movements were distant, but his voice was very gentle: "You are now a jade concubine, you don't need to call yourself so humble." ”

"Then, the concubine obeys!" Han Yu'er blessed her body, and the joy in her heart was undisguised.

Zhuo Chenhao's charming and enchanting posture made Zhuo Chenhao particularly satisfied, he put Liu Xiangyi's portrait back on the table, as if asking Han Yu'er, and seemed to say to himself: "Do you think I like Concubine Yi very much...... In fact, sometimes I think I like her very much. ”

Han Yu'er was confused, what kind of emotion is this.

"Tweet ......"

An arrow slashed past Han Yu'er and landed on the candle behind her, which was instantly extinguished.

"Ah...... The emperor is careful......"

Han Yu'er screamed and squatted aside with her ears covered.

The room was dim, only a little bit of moonlight was sprinkled in the room, intertwined with the sword from time to time, emitting a little starlight, making it even more lonely.

"Bang ...... from inside the house The sound of guns ......", the two fought together, one would fly sand and stones, one would sweep thousands of troops, one would scuffle together, one would separate, and from time to time there was the sound of gravity falling, the room was too dark, Han Yuer couldn't see who fell to the ground, and the guards rushed in after fighting for a long time.

"There are Assassins, there are Assassins......"

Suddenly there was some light in the house, and the heavy soldiers stood outside the circle of fighting, and they did not know where to insert them.

Suddenly, Han Yuer's eyes ached, and she subconsciously glanced at her......

"The emperor is careful ......"

The arrow whistled in, driving a thin gust of wind, Han Yu'er didn't even think about pushing the emperor away, and when she turned her head, the arrow just landed on Han Yu'er's shoulder.

"Jade ......"

The emperor hurriedly caught Han Yu'er, who was about to fall, and when he saw her slowly closing eyes, he was anxious: "Yu'er, Yu'er......"

The sound is very strange, sometimes it is very small, others can hear it, but sometimes no matter how loud it is, the person in front of you will never hear it. Taking advantage of the chaos, the man in black made a way and disappeared into the night sky like a fly, Wu An followed all the way, to the top of Yin Qiu, the man in black sent two darts, Wu An turned around to dodge, and when he turned around, the person was long gone.