The little empress in a green shirt lowered her head shyly, gently biting her pink lips, and her graceful figure trembled slightly.

The bright moonlight sprinkled on her shoulders, setting off her beautiful little face more and more bright.

[Mood +10000]

An icy system prompt sounds.

Fang Xiu suddenly felt that a string in his heart was gently plucked.

He was no longer reserved, took a step forward, got closer to the little empress, slowly lowered his head, and kissed her smooth forehead.

A fresh breeze blows, bringing the surging aroma of osmanthus flowers.

The little empress stood in place, her blue shirt swaying slightly in the wind, and her bright little face was as red as blood.

A pair of moving eyes were watery, biting his pink lips, and his voice trembled:

"You can't ...... like this next time"

Fang Xiu leaned against her body, looking down at her condescendingly, his eyes burning.

"What can't be?"

The little empress bit her lip, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, her bright cheeks flushed, she lowered her head and did not speak.

Fang Xiu looked at her and slowly lowered his head.

The little empress, who seemed to have softened before, struggled out of Fang Xiu's arms and took a step back from her strength.

Looking at Fang Xiu with wide eyes, his small mouth opened slightly, his heart beat faster, his breathing was short, and he mustered up his courage and said, "You know, you just can't do that." ”

She had heard Shang Gong say it.

It is only when they are married that men and women can be so close.

Letting him do that just now is already the limit that the little empress can accept.

Although in Fang Xiu's arms, she felt that she had never been more down-to-earth, and there was an indescribable feeling, crispy and numb, like a cat scratching in her heart.

But she hasn't married yet, even if she feels very comfortable, she will never accept Fang Xiu's lightness.

Fang Xiu looked at her, chuckled, and said in a gentle tone: "The minister heard that His Majesty has prepared a surprise for the minister. ”

The voice fell.

Not far away, a voice suddenly sounded in the Moon Viewing Tower.

Bang!

The fireworks rose brilliantly, soaring into the sky, blooming in the sky above the two of them, dancing wantonly in the darkness, like shooting stars, lighting up the night sky.

Fang Xiu raised his eyes, looking at the bright full moon and brilliant fireworks in the night sky, and a surging smile appeared between his eyebrows.

Side.

The little empress suddenly grabbed Fang Xiu's arm, stood on tiptoe, leaned over his ear, and exhaled like an orchid.

"Does my father like it?"

Bang!

A firework suddenly rises into the sky and bursts into the night.

Fang Xiu didn't hear clearly, turned his head to look at the bright and beautiful face, raised his voice, and asked, "What did you say?" ”

"Nothing ......"

The little empress's cheeks were stained with two flushes, and her eyebrows were full of smiles.

............

Just one month.

Brilliant fireworks bloomed in the sky above Chang'an City for the second time.

Countless people stood on the bustling streets, looking up at this beautiful night scene, with happy smiles on their faces.

Cheng.

Somewhere in a detached house.

Tang Rou took advantage of the dim candlelight, gritted her teeth, and pulled out the peacock feather embedded in her shoulder.

The peacock feather pulls out and brings up the flesh.

At the location of the wound, blood gushed out like a waterfall.

It's scary to watch!

Side.

When Tang Yixue saw this scene, she was terrified.

But thinking of my sister's previous advice, I still gritted my teeth, pressed the hot handkerchief soaked in wine, and pressed it hard.

Moment.

An unbearable pain swept through the body.

Tang Rou's forehead was soaked with sweat, her fair face began to twist because of pain, her silver teeth clenched, and the muscles on both sides of her cheeks trembled.

Bang!

Another firework exploded.

Tang Rou finally couldn't restrain herself and shouted loudly, her voice was terrible.

A moment later.

The location of the wound is no longer oozing blood.

Tang Yixue picked up the washed silk scarf that had been prepared a long time ago, and wrapped it around the wound.

The green silk on Tang Rou's sideburns was wet with sweat, her cold face revealed a trance, and the hand holding the peacock feather trembled slightly.

Good for a while.

The wound is dressed.

Tang Rou breathed a sigh of relief.

He spoke slowly, and his tone was dejected:

"I probably won't be able to go back."

"What do you say?"

Tang Yixue said in a firm tone while cleaning the handkerchief stained red with blood: "As long as we are alive, we will definitely be able to leave here." ”

"Even if Chang'an City is heavily guarded, my father will send someone to rescue us, you have to insist, don't say these depressing words......"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Tang Rou's cold voice.

"I can feel that the secret weapon is poisonous."

Tang Yixue paused, put down her handkerchief, looked at Tang Rou, and comforted: "Qianren is not good at using poison, as long as you can leave Chang'an, you will definitely be able to find an antidote." ”

Tang Rou shook her head lightly and said, "The first Zhuang method is treacherous, and the poison used will never be an ordinary thing. ”

Tang Yixue said: "It's not that you haven't had a seizure yet." ”

Tang Judo:

"There are two possibilities why it hasn't happened yet.

The first possibility is that the toxicity has not yet spread.

The second possibility is that the onset of the poison is slow.

If it is the former, it means that the first village wants to kill me.

If it is the latter, it means that the first village wants to use this poison to coerce me to do things.

Whether it's the former or the latter, it's just up to me to see if I survive tonight. ”

Hear this.

Tang Yixue's delicate body trembled, the strength of the disguise collapsed instantly, tears welled up in her eyes, and she said in a trembling voice: "Don't say such unfortunate words." ”

Tang Rou looked at her sister, who was the young master of the Night Country.

The cold eyes revealed a touch of softness, and said slowly: "Sister, I know that you didn't remind me to assassinate the Qianhuang for my sake, and you don't want me to go against my heart and kill innocents indiscriminately, I know your good intentions......"

"When a person is about to die, some things can be seen clearly."

"You were right before, the Jiangshan Sheji of the Night Country has nothing to do with you and me, we should live our own lives, not to satisfy our father's obsession and live in chaos."

"After you leave Chang'an, don't sacrifice yourself for your father, live the life you want, and leave him alone."

"Sister ......"

When Tang Yixue heard this, she could no longer restrain the sadness in her heart, and her tears fell like beads with broken threads.

"Sister, don't cry......"

Tang Rou looked at Tang Yixue and continued, "If I don't survive tonight, there is one more thing I want to ask you for." ”

Tang Yixue wanted to say: Don't think about it, you'll be fine.

But she knew that it was just self-deception and there was no point.

Holding back tears, he held his sister's slender soft twing, and said in a trembling voice: "You say." ”

Seeing her agree, Tang Rou seemed to have thought of something, her eyes showed annoyance, and she said word by word:

"Find the author of the newspaper script and ......"

"Chop up that thing underneath him and throw it to feed the dogs!"

"Huh?"

Tang Yixue was stunned, her eyes showed a blank look, and she didn't understand the meaning of her words.

Just as he was about to ask, he heard Tang Rou say angrily: "I haven't been able to see the result of the martial arts competition until I die, I'm unwilling!" ”

"The author of the dog must not die well!"

Tang Yixue: "......"

looked at the serious sister in front of him, this peerless swordsman known as the world's first sword.

She didn't know what to say for a moment.

After a while, Fang made up his mind, patted the back of her hand gently, and said firmly:

"Sister, don't worry, my sister promised you that I will find him and take out this evil breath for you."

Tang Rou received an affirmative answer, her fair face showed a satisfied expression, and she lay on the bed, closing her eyes and recuperating.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Not for a while.

Tang Rou, who was physically and mentally exhausted to the extreme, fell asleep deeply.

Tang Yixue looked at her side face, and couldn't help but think of the bits and pieces she had spent with her for more than ten years, and her expression became more and more determined.

She slowly got up, pushed open the door, and walked out.

The first village is a force cultivated by the prime minister of Qianguo, and if he wants to save his sister, the only way is to ask him to raise his noble hand and let his sister go.

Of course.

She knows it too.

No one will easily let go of an Assassin who wants to kill them.

But beyond that, she couldn't think of a better way.

As long as she can save her sister, even if she makes cattle and horses for the prime minister of Qianguo, there is no problem.

Her life was picked up by her sister.

When you arrive at Xiangguofu, the worst result is nothing more than a dead word.

In that case, what's the point of fighting?

With such a belief.

Tang Yixue left the courtyard, walked on the bustling street, and hurried in the direction of Xiangguofu.

Not for a while.

Two shadow guards shrouded in black robes appeared in front of her.

"It's not a small daring! Dare to take the initiative to show up! ”

One of the shadow guards snorted coldly, his tone tingling with a chill.

Tang Yixue looked at him, her face was expressionless, she tried her best to make herself look less weak, plucked up her courage, and said, "Take me to see the prime minister, I have something to say!" ”

The voice fell.

A cold voice came from behind him.

"The prime minister is in a high position, and he has all kinds of opportunities, how can you be a small remnant of the night kingdom, and you can see it if you want to?"

Shangguan Haitang looked at the shopkeeper of Guanyue Building, known as the "first beauty in Beijing", in front of him, with no joy or sadness.

Tang Yixue heard the voice, turned her head to look at Shangguan Haitang, and pretended to be calm:

"I am the remnant of the Night Country, and I am also the first beauty in the capital, and the Prime Minister will want to see me."

Shangguan Haitang looked at her, with a hint of playfulness in his eyes, and said coldly:

"Don't think too highly of yourself, don't say that in the eyes of the Prime Minister, even in my eyes, you can't be called the first beauty."

When Tang Yixue heard this, her heart sank to the bottom.

She knew that if she didn't see the prime minister, she and her sister might die here.

She gritted her teeth and said in a firm tone: "You know what I want, as long as you give me the antidote, I am willing to serve the Prime Minister." ”

It seems that this argument is too commonplace and unconvincing.

She clenched her silver teeth and held back a word.

"Willing to be his dog......"

This is said so naturally, as if she is not the shopkeeper of Guanyue Tower, nor is she the first beauty in the capital, but just a lowly woman.

If the scholars in the capital hear this, I am afraid that their hearts will be broken into several pieces, and they will wash their faces with tears all day long.

In their eyes, the first beauty of the capital, who is high up and cannot be desecrated, is humbled to the dust in front of the prime minister.

Shangguan Haitang stared at Tang Yixue with a pair of sharp eyes, and said slowly:

"Have you ever thought that maybe you don't have to give you an antidote, you also have to be the prime minister's dog."