Mo Yechen closed his eyes, raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, and after alleviating the dizziness in his mind due to the mood swings just now, he whispered to Yun Lingxi: "Lingxi, help me up." ”

Yun Lingxi hurriedly and carefully helped him get up and sat back in the chair.

Xiao Mingyi lay on his back on the ground, letting the blood flow from his palms, but he stared blankly at the ceiling as if he didn't feel pain.

At the end of the eye, a teardrop slowly slipped down.

"Xiao Mingyi, you really wasted Emperor Zhaoming's teachings to you over the years." Lian Chen looked at Xiao Mingyi coldly.

Xiao Mingyi closed his eyes, and the whole person seemed to have completely lost his vitality.

Dugu Wu said coldly: "For this kind of heartless person, there is no need to reason with him at all. ”

Lianchen leaned back in his chair with a cold expression: "Heaven is cruel, you can still live, but you can't live if you are cruel." ”

"You have killed countless lives for your own selfishness, and you are not worthy of being called a human being at all!"

His voice fell, and the flower hall fell silent.

"When are we going to take his heart's blood?" Yun Lingyan's weak voice broke the silence.

Dugu Wu squinted her eyes and looked at Yun Lingxi: "Lingxi, what are you going to do with him?" ”

Yun Lingxi held Mo Yechen's wrist, slowly entered the internal breath, and said coldly: "Take the blood of your heart, dispose of it casually." ”

Xiao Mingyi's body trembled slightly, and at the end of his eyes, crystal teardrops slid down the tail of his eyes to the hair on his sideburns and disappeared.

His eyes were closed, and no one could see into his thoughts.

Mo Yechen closed his eyes and leaned on Yun Lingxi's shoulder, looking tired.

Xiao Mingyi is like this now, it is all caused by himself, and he does not deserve sympathy.

Qin Zhezhao took out the dagger, passed it over the fire candle for a while, squatted down, smiled coldly, reached out and tore the clothes on Xiao Mingyi's chest, and stabbed the dagger into it suddenly.

"Hmm......" Xiao Mingyi, who closed his eyes, suddenly stiffened, and a muffled snort overflowed from his mouth.

Qin Zhezhao took the jade bottle and quickly caught the blood in Xiao Mingyi's heart.

As the blood drained bit by bit, Xiao Mingyi's face gradually turned pale, and his breath gradually weakened.

The small jade bottle was filled in a short time.

Qin Zhezhao saw that the jade bottle was full, closed the lid, looked at the blood stained on his palm with disgust, and frowned.

He threw the jade bottle to Yun Lingyan: "Put it away, I will prepare the medicine tomorrow and cancel the contract for you." ”

As he spoke, he connected the dots at Xiao Mingyi's heart, took out a silver needle to seal his heart, and took out a silk handkerchief to wipe the blood stains on his hands: "Throw it to the firewood room, don't let him die before the contract is terminated tomorrow." ”

The dark guard quickly dragged Xiao Mingyi out of the way.

Yun Lingxi looked at the bloodstains on the ground, helped Mo Yechen and said softly, "Let's go back and rest." ”

Mo Yechen opened his eyes and nodded, his eyes heavy.

He felt worthless for the imperial uncle, and his heart was cold.

The night sky is as beautiful as a dream, with dots of stars mixed with it.

"Ah Chen, ...... you" Yun Lingxi pulled Mo Yechen to lie on the bed, stretched out his hand to rub his sore waist for him, and stopped talking.

Mo Yechen put his arms around her neck and buried his face in her neck, his breath was slightly short, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Lingxi, Uncle Huang has really spent a lot of effort on Xiao Mingyi.

He really wanted to hand over Shuoyue to Xiao Mingyi. ”

Yun Lingxi hugged him tighter, patted him on the back, and comforted him softly: "Xiao Mingyi is completely self-inflicted, he doesn't deserve sympathy, Uncle Huang was already completely disappointed in him when he rebelled at the beginning." ”

Speaking of this, she squinted her eyes, with a wicked smile in her eyes: "If the beauty really thinks that the imperial uncle will be uncomfortable, it is better to give birth to a child and bring it to him, with a child, he will naturally be able to forget the pain caused by Xiao Mingyi." ”

The tips of Mo Yechen's ears suddenly turned red, and she withdrew her hand and nudged her: "You gave birth to a child, and it is too risky to get pregnant and have a child. ”

Yun Lingxi dropped a kiss on his thin lips and squinted: "Okay, when the forbidden domain is over, we will have a child, a child as gentle and beautiful as a beauty." ”

"But now that the good night is short, shouldn't we do some physical and mental health exercise tonight?"

When the words fell, she turned over and pressed on Mo Yechen's body, the tip of her index finger pressed against her thin lips, and her eyes were smeared with a dangerous light.

Mo Yechen's eyes were slightly red, as if they were filled with three thousand spring water, and his cheeks were dyed crimson, like a pearl fainting, so beautiful that he hooked people's souls.

He reached out and hugged Yun Lingxi's neck, his lips lifted slightly, took her fingers, and licked them gently.

An indescribable tingling sensation came from his fingertips, and his limbs seemed to be electrocuted.

Yun Lingxi's eyes suddenly darkened, and with a wave of his hand, the curtain fell.

Dotted red plums bloom in the snow, and the soft sound of hoarse begging for mercy echoes indoors.

The hazy moonlight fell on the bed, and a slender and white hand could be faintly seen resting lightly on the side of the bed, clutching the sheets weakly from time to time, and then loosening them again.

Yue'er dragged a cloud to cover her face, as if she was blushing with shame.

I don't know how long it took, but the low soft sound of begging for mercy in the room dissipated.

A cool breeze blows, and Yue'er hides herself completely in the clouds.

Countless stars, blinking their eyes, like curious children, looking at the prosperity of the world.

The sky was getting clearer, and the sky in the distance was tinged with duck egg blue, and the smoke of cooking rose upward.

Yun Lingxi opened his eyes and looked at the person sleeping in his arms, and his pupils were unconsciously full of smiles.

Raising his hand to pull the hair on his sideburns behind his ears, he looked at the red plum on his slender neck, and hooked the corners of his mouth with satisfaction.

"The princess?" Outside the door, there was a low call from Qingluan.

Yun Lingxi gently let go of the person, got up and put on his clothes, tucked the quilt for the person who was still sleeping on the bed, and made sure that the bed curtain covered his figure before gently pushing open the door.

Qingluan took the washing items and followed Yun Lingxi into the house softly, grooming and changing for her.

"Princess, Qin Zhezhao wants to untie the contract for Yun Lingyan, and asks you what to do with Xiao Mingyi?" Pulling her hair up, Qingluan asked in a low voice.

Yun Lingxi looked at the face in the mirror, and his eyes were full of coldness: "If you die, throw it into the grave." ”

The person who killed his father and seized the throne and injured Ah Chen, the mass grave is his best destination.

Qingluan nodded, "Does the princess want to go and see?" ”

Yun Lingxi glanced at the person sleeping soundly in the bed curtain, and hummed softly.

In the front hall, Dugu Wu and others were eating breakfast, waiting to witness the miracle for a while.

Yun Lingyan nibbled on the bun and frowned sadly: "In case the contract is terminated and fails, won't I be able to die and be free?" ”

Fu Shiyu lazily squinted at her: "Aren't you looking forward to the return of the resentful couple?" can't solve it, just when the resentful couple returns to the spring. ”

Qin Zhezhao, who had just stepped into the flower hall, heard Fu Shiyu's words, and walked to the table and sat down.

"So you want to be a grudge with him?" He spoke in a calm tone, as if he were just asking casually.

Yun Lingyan stuffed the bun into her mouth, lay on the table and said weakly: "The ghost wants to be a grudge with him, and the old lady was pecked by a crow before before she fell in love with him." ”

When her words fell, Qin Zhezhao's expression on his face still did not fluctuate, but the cold air around his body seemed to have dispersed a little.