The next day, Emperor Qi sent someone to send a swelling ointment, and the people in the palace breathed a sigh of relief. Ice @ Fire #中%文.

Subsequently, the newly canonized Concubine Lan Hui's refusal to sleep spread in the harem, and the other masters in the palace thought that this girl had cut off her grace, but she didn't think that for ten days in a row, Emperor Qi continued to reward her.

Emperor Qi's reward made Yao Xiyin a little afraid.

She is often chaotic, unable to distinguish the years and months, and occasionally sees white clothes, standing in the red plum forest.

Yu Qin often comforts her, in order to survive, she must be obedient, she must sleep, and she must please.

One day, the autumn wind was bleak, and the wooden windows creaked. A flash of lightning fell, and the room shone brightly.

Yao Xiyin was timid, so Lei was so frightened that she couldn't sleep, so she called Yu Qin to sleep with her.

When you are in a stupor, how do you feel that the world is spinning? The bed board under him is trembling slightly.

She was dizzy, and her eyes were half open. The candle flame in the house was dim, and it happened to be extinguished, and I saw a wisp of green smoke floating from afar.

Just before the light was gone, she saw her surroundings clearly.

I don't know when, Emperor Qi has arrived on the couch, half-open dragon robe, with a hideous face, pinching Sister Qin's neck with one hand, shaking.

Yu Qin half-rolled her eyes, her face was full of purple red, as if she was about to die.

She rushed to the black shadow regardless of it, but let him hold it tightly.

When he returned to his senses, Emperor Qi had already deceived himself.

A terrifying thunderclap outside the window drowned out the heart-rending screams inside the room.

The rain was dripping from the eaves outside the window, and she counted desperately, and the figure of a handsome man kept flashing in her mind, and her heart somehow hurt completely with this body.

It's like falling into hell.

The years go by, and the degree of deception.

It was the end of the summer of the following year, and at the beginning of the day, the heat died.

A group of maids in the Weiyang Palace guarded the palace.

A little palace maid just came every few days, and couldn't help asking: "Concubine Lan is only eight months pregnant, but her belly is big as if she is about to give birth." ”

"The master is thin and weak, and his health is not good, so he is more pregnant than others......"

Everyone in the harem knew that she was not in good health, and the old mother who delivered the baby every day and the doctor from the hospital guarded her, for fear that something would go wrong.

was promoted from a concubine to a noble concubine in one year, which can be regarded as the first person who has never been seen before or after, and the first person after the opening of the dynasty.

Together with the maid Yuqin who was waiting, he was fortunate enough to be promoted to a girl, and he was really a person who won the Taoist chicken dog to ascend to heaven.

......

......

It's another year, and spring and autumn have passed.

The people of Weiyang Palace go to tea and cool, which is a taboo that no one dares to mention.

Since Yao Xiyin's death, Yu Qin's life has been even worse, and she has to rely on Xia Guifei, and then she fell in love with her and did ridiculous things.

A bottle of acacia powder, a pot of plum blossom brew.

He hated her.

She became pregnant with his child.

One mistake is twenty years.

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......

Wake up from an old dream, and the smell of medicine in the house is strong.

The sharp pain in his leg tormented Qin Yiling, forcing him to open his eyes.

I saw that the house was messy and bloody.

"Uncle Qin!"

As soon as the words fell, a black shadow struck, and Concubine Yu fell to the ground in response, her front placket dyed red.

"Who!"

Luo Li stepped forward and protected Qi Jinyi behind him.

The person who came had a strange posture, raised his hand and turned into a butterfly, shining with blue powder, and rushed over.

"Jinyi, run!" Luo Li pushed her away.

Qi Jinyi ran away, and the man in black threw a hidden weapon for Luo Li to block.

She flashed and pulled out the little stupid chicken, turning the butterflies to ashes.

"It's you!"

"Humph!"

The black-clothed man's fingertips flashed, and another swarm of black beetles overflowed from his fingertips, densely packed, and fell down his fingertips.

Then he crawled into the bloody placket of Concubine Yu's clothes and gnawed it.

"Xiaoqin!"

"Concubine Yu!"

Luo Li rushed in a hurry, but did not see the powder twisted in the hands of the man in black.

By the time you notice it, it's too late.

The white light flashed in front of her, and the exquisite mirror blocked a knife for her, and then the mirror body picked up the little stupid chicken and submerged into her consciousness together.

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......

She had a long dream.

In her dream, she was like a passerby, watching her body in the palace of Emperor Qi, staining her blood-stained clothes and waving the moon hidden.

The dragon couch was bright red, and Emperor Qi had run out of oil.

She was dressed in night, her eyes were red, and she was crazy, Jiang Yuecheng beside her kept calling her Xiao Wu, and several times she wanted to step forward and snatch the blade in her hand, but she was scratched all over her body.

The dream was so real that she could hear the sound of the cloth tearing, and she could even breathe in the thick smell of fish in the air.

More and more Tiger Roar Camp guards rushed in from outside the hall, and eighteen kinds of weapons were all on the line, but they were killed by her one by one.

She couldn't believe in seeing the blade licking the blood, and a hundred and ten unjust souls were trapped in it.

She's ...... Psychic?

The flesh in that place was mad, and the fierce aura was terrifying.

King Jing rushed in with the secretly cultivated Jingwei, and under the pretext of escorting, he clamped with Luo Li and beheaded the personal guards of Emperor Qi's Tiger Roar Camp in the palace.

For a time, blood was sprinkled to nourish the heart temple.

Subsequently, she was surrounded and suppressed by hundreds of people, and she was hit by several swords.

But she was still tireless, Jiang Yue admitted that she was at a disadvantage, drew her sword to help, and it was inseparable from King Jing's hand-to-hand fight.

Out of nowhere, another group of people poured in, and the cry shook the sky, and the group of people from inside and outside King Jing were caught inside.

For a while, several waves of forces outside the Heart Cultivation Hall were fighting.

Out of nowhere, he shouted, "Emperor Qi has died!"

The entire Heart Cultivation Hall was boiling inside and outside, and several forces were no longer concealed, each serving its master.

Success and defeat, in one fell swoop.

In the shadow of the sword and sword, she seemed to see the guards of the Zhenbei Army, and also saw the guards of the inspection courtyard under Qi Muxiao.

Suddenly, there was an exclamation.

"His Royal Highness King Jing's !!"

Luo Li looked, ten steps away, King Jing's corpse was separated, and his head rolled down to Emperor Qi's bed, leaving a blood stain, soaked in the blanket, and his eyes were desperately open, as if he wanted to see through something.

Everyone present panicked and stayed away from the corpse, for fear of being caught by others.

Killing the royal family is a serious crime to exterminate the nine clans. Even if he assisted the new emperor to ascend the throne and Xu I was prosperous and wealthy, no one dared to take such a charge.

Suddenly, a large area was vacated in the Heart Cultivation Palace, leaving only Jiang Yuecheng and Luo Li trapped in it.

Her eyes were gloomy, and the constant killing made her whole body hot and uncomfortable, beads of sweat the size of beans on her forehead slipped down, and her broken hair was sticking to her face, ruddy.

But she knew that her soul was wandering outside, and it was just a walking corpse without a soul.

"Li'er!"

A clear, heart-wrenching cry from the crowd pulled her out of the chaos.

Luo Li saw that his body trembled when he heard the sound, and his movements slowed down.

Qi Muxiao stepped forward with his sword in his hand, his eyes full of panic.

But in the next moment, she only felt that the killing intent in her mind had risen again, and the desire for blood was more than everything.

She couldn't help but raise her curved blade and swung it at him.

She didn't want that, not at all.

But she couldn't control her body!

No!

"Don't!"

The flesh blurted out.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and she finally stopped.

The body softened, and the bloodthirsty impulse was suppressed.

She told herself that it was a dream and that it was all fake.