Chapter 413: It's You Aren't Ruthless Enough

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Hua Li's eyes were slightly gloomy, and she changed the topic indifferently: "I don't know if you have met the emperor or not, but I am sure that the emperor must have seen you, today the emperor showed me a painting, and the person on the painting is exactly the same as you." I want to save your life, but I can only send you to the palace. ”

When Su Yang heard this, he couldn't help but sneer: "Hehe, not only saved my life, but also indirectly curried favor with the emperor, it's really the best of both worlds, Lord Duwei is a good plan." ”

Hua Li smiled modestly and said, "Miss Xueyang has won the prize." ”

As soon as the voice changed, Hua Li said, "Let's go, I'll send you into the palace." ”

Su Yang's face froze: "I don't have to bother Lord Du Wei to send him off in person." ”

"It's okay, I'm just about to enter the palace to resume my life." The flower drain does not change color.

Su Yang was speechless, glanced at Hua Li angrily and said, "Whatever you want." ”

Su Yang strode in front, Hua Li followed closely behind, Su Yang looked around quietly, wanting to wait for an opportunity to escape, but was dispelled by Hua Li's lukewarm words.

"If you run away and the emperor is angry, then General Xu and the others will be miserable." Hua Li Road.

Su Yang secretly gritted his teeth, and a few words popped out from between his teeth: "Huali, count yourself ruthless!" ”

Hua Li smiled indifferently and shook her head, "It's because you're not ruthless enough." ”

It's night.

The crescent moon was shining, and under the hazy moonlight, there was a quiet and peaceful village surrounded by forests, surrounded by mountains and forests, and some houses were even built on the mountainside, and every house was lit with dim candles, because each house was far apart, and it looked sparse.

Suddenly, a childish child's voice sounded: "Mother! He's not dead! He's awake! He's awake!! ”

The child's voice seemed a little surprised and delighted, and the voice passed through the mountains and forests, and there were echoes one after another.

In an instant, almost all the houses in the village extinguished the candles, and hurried to one of the houses that did not go out by the moonlight.

A little boy about seven or eight years old, dressed in coarse linen clothes, with a clean little face full of displeasure, pouted and pushed the people blocking the door of the house, and shouted while pushing hard: "Get out!" All out! You guys are so noisy, my mother said that Dad and that big brother need to be quiet, and you will affect their rest. ”

When a few adults heard this, they were immediately unhappy, and an aunt with a handkerchief on her head and an embroidered dress on her body picked up the little boy, and said with a smile: "Silently, your voice is louder than ours, and it is said that you are also noisy." ”

When the little boy heard this, he frowned in confusion, his voice was indeed too loud, but if his voice was not loud, he was so noisy just now, I was afraid that everyone would not hear it.

At this moment, a woman came out of the back room, although the woman was thin, but there were not many places where she should be, and there were not many places that should be missing, and her figure was excellent.

A white-washed gray cloth dress can't hide her good figure, her long hair is pulled up with a long cloth towel, the two ends of the cloth towel are fixed in a knot above the forehead, and a smooth wooden hairpin is inserted in her hair, her skin is yellowish, her facial features are quite delicate, and she has a bewitching beauty, but the premise is to ignore the scars on her cheeks and the yellowish complexion.

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