Wu Langzhong's eyes shrank: "Those people are the dead soldiers of the master, and they are here to die." ”

Aunt Deng bit her lip: "What about me?" I'm not a dead man, and you forced me to do these things. ”

The corners of Wu Langzhong's lips hooked, and there was a slight cruelty in his smile.

"Don't say that, don't you get much benefit from your master? You didn't have to die, but unfortunately, you were too greedy and made a mistake that you should never have made! ”

Aunt Deng's body trembled: "If I have a son, Wen Changfeng will naturally be more and more obedient to me." Why can't you tolerate this child so much? ”

"You want this child, are you really for the master?"

Wu Langzhong's voice didn't fluctuate at all, and his eyes were as cold as a knife: "Do you think the master is a stupid woman like you?" ”

Aunt Deng choked up, but her eyes were also stained with a trace of resentment: "After all, this child is your blood and bones, and you can even do it?" Don't you even say anything about it? ”

"What's the relationship between you and me? It's just something you want me to do. ”

Aunt Deng's body shook: "You...... Don't you have the slightest affection for me? ”

"Nope." Wu Langzhong shook his head without hesitation.

Aunt Deng finally gritted her teeth: "I just want to know now, how did you give me the red flower." I've been on your guard every day, and I've never used what you send. ”

Wu Langzhong glanced at her, a sneer appeared on his lips, and his eyes swept towards the dressing table slightly. Aunt Deng was shocked instantly: "Is it rouge?!" You actually put saffron in the rouge? ”

"You're not too stupid."

"If I had known ......."

"What if you had known?" Wu Langzhong glanced at her lightly: "In order to survive, do you dare not use rouge?" ”

Aunt Deng was stunned, she was poisoned. In the rouge is the antidote given to her by the master every month. If not, she would have died faster.

"Okay, okay." A trace of hatred flashed in Aunt Deng's eyes: "It turns out that in the eyes of you people, I have always been just a pawn that can be discarded at any time!" ”

"It's not too late for you to understand."

Aunt Deng closed her eyes: "If you want me to die, do it." After I die, I hope you don't embarrass you. ”

Wu Langzhong raised his eyebrows: "You are not qualified to talk about conditions." ”

As he spoke, he flicked his wrist and grabbed the dagger hidden in his sleeve again. The gesture stabbed towards Aunt Deng, and Aunt Deng finally sighed and closed her eyes unwillingly.

"Poof."

A puddle of blood splattered, but Wu Langzhong's body suddenly slammed into the bed without warning at the moment when the blood was sprayed. The puddle of scarlet blood just fell, and all of it was splashed on his face.

"Xiangye thinks, is this play good?"

A crisp woman's voice suddenly came from between heaven and earth, the voice was melodious and beautiful, like a pearl and jade striking each other, but it penetrated the ice spring on the top of the snow-capped mountain, making people listen to the cold to the bone.

Wu Langzhong got up from the bed, and the door of the house was kicked open at this time. Three people came in from outside, and his eyes instantly widened, like a ghost.

"You, you, didn't go?"

"Where are you going?" Wen Qingyu glanced at him: "Such a wonderful lover turns against each other, how can this concubine not stay and watch?" ”

The apprehension on Wu Langzhong's face instantly faded: "I fell for it." ”

"The child in the slut's belly is yours?"

With an angry shout, Wen Changfeng rushed over like crazy and grabbed Wu Langzhong's collar.

"Say, yes or no?" His eyes were scarlet.

No man likes this thing like a green hat, Wen Changfeng didn't have no doubts. But it's one thing to be skeptical, and quite another to be confirmed.

Wu Langzhong glanced at him, but there was no fear in his eyes, and he stretched out his hand and waved it to Wen Changfeng carelessly: "You can't give birth yourself, the master is kind enough to help you." ”

Wen Changfeng was like a pig's liver with an angry face, but his fingers were held by Wu Langzhong, as if he was pinched in an iron tong, and he couldn't say half a word when he gasped for breath in pain.

Wen Qingyu looked at it coldly and didn't stop it, Wen Changfeng was completely self-inflicted.

Obviously, he saw that Wu Langzhong waved his hand and killed all the guards in the courtyard, but he still rushed forward without knowing whether he was alive or dead. If a man wants to die, who can stop him?

Wu Langzhong didn't want to embarrass Wen Changfeng, so he threw him out with a force on his wrist.

"I was calculated by you, but my skills are not as good as others." He shook his hand, but his tone was calm.

"It's not impossible if you want to live." Wen Qingyu hooked his lips and smiled at him: "As long as you tell this concubine, who is the master in your mouth." This concubine can keep you safe. ”

"Really?" Wu Langzhong smiled self-deprecatingly: "It's a pity, it's too late." ”

"What?"

As soon as Wu Langzhong's words fell, a large amount of black blood gushed out of his mouth, and even black blood oozed out of his eyes and ears. His body slammed into the ground, but he swallowed after a few convulsions.

Wen Qingyu's eyes were cold, Wu Langzhong did not hide a poison sac between his teeth, but now he was still poisoned and died. Did he take the poison early in the morning and wait for the poison to blow at this time?

It seems that killing those guards and Aunt Deng has long been in his plan.

In his imagination, he probably hoped that he and Wen Chang would turn against each other, even if he couldn't convict her of anything because of the child in Aunt Deng's womb. However, the bloodbath of Nanyuan is different.

With the deliberate guidance before, the bloodbath Nanyuan will definitely be counted on her head.

Killing people in anger is really the most suitable excuse. Such a blatant evil deed, no matter what, will cause her some trouble.

It turned out that Aunt Deng's slippery tire was not the point. How could the deaths of so many people dig such a big hole for her?

Fortunately, Luo Yeji arranged such a play early in the morning, so that Wen Changfeng could see this killing with his own eyes.

Who hates her so much that she can't die?!

"I don't know how the prime minister plans to end up with the current situation?"

Luo Yeji's low, lazy voice sounded slowly, and a trace of clarity finally appeared in Wen Changfeng's cloudy eyes.

"I don't know what King Rong thinks?"

Luo Yeji smiled indifferently: "After all, the Deng family is the biological mother of Shen Guifei, so she has to let your concubine lose face." ”

Wen Changfeng's heart trembled, but fortunately, King Rong reminded him.

He hated to break the body of this who betrayed him into thousands of pieces, and he forgot that there was a Wen Qingyuan in the palace. But, just like this, she was buried in the Wen family's ranch, and he had to die of disgust.

"Don't forget, there are still many dead people outside the courtyard."

Wen Changfeng's eyes lit up: "It can be said that there are bandits in Nanyuan, who killed all the people and robbed the Deng family." Isn't that clean? “

Luo Yeji was noncommittal, and only smiled slightly.

Wen Changfeng immediately felt that it was really a good idea, that is, to find a reasonable excuse for the dead, and there was no need to care about Aunt Deng's body.

When the time comes, just wrap a mat in a mass grave and throw it, let her ask the wild dogs to share the food, and she can make herself angry.

"Since Xiangye already has a plan, Master and Qingqing will leave first."

Wen Changfeng's eyes flashed, he did a scene with Wen Qingyu at first.

The purpose is to see this one next. Now although Aunt Deng and Wu Langzhong are dead, his secret has also been leaked in front of them without reservation. This one......

"Xiangye doesn't have to worry, the Wen family is Qingqing's mother clan after all. If you really lose face, it's not a good thing for Qingqing. ”

This time, Changfeng completely put his mind at ease: "In this way, King Rong should be closer to his own face in the future." ”

……

It was a very cold night, and in the second half of the night there were snowflakes.

Pieces of snowflakes and cotton wool covered the mountains and rivers with a thick layer of quilts in an instant, and also covered all the dirt in the world.

Wen Qingyu nestled on the soft couch, holding a hand stove tightly in his arms, and was almost about to fall asleep lazily.

"Master, princess, that woman is awake."

Wen Qingyu immediately opened his eyes, lifted the curtain of the carriage, and a thick layer of snow had fallen on Feiying's body outside the carriage. It was a deep dark night, but because of this heavy snowfall, it seemed that the sky and the earth were not dark, but could reflect a little light.

"Move her to the next pavilion."

The low and lazy voice said lightly, and the curtain in front of Wen Qingyu was lowered again.

"Wait a little and then go out, the charcoal pot in the pavilion has just been lit."

The picturesque and beautiful man gently put a sable cloak on the neck of Wen Qingyu. The eyes are full of gentleness.

"Luo Yeji, I'm not cold." Wen Qingyu frowned slightly.

Now she is already different from before, she has the ancient divine power Chiyang Lotus Shadow in her body, although she is stuck in the seventh layer, she can't break through. After all, she has also absorbed a lot of the two true qi in her body, and now she is no longer afraid of the cold of the outside world.

But Luo Yeji seemed to know nothing, and he stuffed a hand stove for her for a while, and then put a sable cloak around her. The carriage window was even more deadly pulled, not letting in the slightest hint of wind.

"Be careful if it's not cold." Luo Yeji's phoenix eyes were resolute: "After all, the snow is cold, if you are really hurt by the cold, you don't know, you will suffer in the future." ”

Well, Wen Qingyu pouted secretly. Suddenly, I found that Luo Yeji has the potential to be an old mother.

After about a cup of tea, Luo Yeji was the first to get out of the carriage before turning to pick her up.

The sable's cloak swayed in the air, like a blooming purple lotus, quietly blooming on the snow. Wen Qingyu just raised his hand to catch a snowflake, and put an oil-paper umbrella on top of his head.

"Let's go, don't delay the hour."

So, a man who didn't say anything was right, and he took her arm and walked directly towards the gazebo.

The corners of Wen Qingyu's mouth twitched, did she delay the hour?

She just reached out to catch a snowflake, what hour did she delay? This thing had to wait for a cup of tea in the carriage just now, so he wasn't afraid of delaying the hour?

In other words, even if you light more braziers in the pavilion that is ventilated on all sides, it is useful?

Wen Qingyu was so disgusted that he saw the pavilion at a glance, and then the whole person was completely stunned.

That's a gazebo?!