Chapter 97: Catch the traitor in the pavilion
"Xin'er, are you cold?"
"Xin'er, are you complaining about me?"
"Xin'er, the Netherworld Temple is his, he has known your plan for a long time, and only if I cooperate with him can I save your life. ”
Yun Yi explained in a low voice, using a wide robe to tightly wrap the unclothed peach heart layer by layer, and carefully hold it in his arms.
The time has not yet come, and now they can't leave, the Fenglu Pavilion is full of aura in the early morning, it is the place where the Wushuang Pavilion exercises in the morning, and the meaning of King Yi is clear: The people of the Wushuang Pavilion must catch them in the pavilion!
This is the price of Tao Xin'er to expose the painting heart to the wilderness.
Yun Yi whispered in a low voice, Tao Xin'er listened silently, and a pair of apricot eyes lowered slightly. Yun Yi was telling her that he hurt her because he cared about her, in the name of love.
But she didn't want him to save her life in such a humiliating way, she was afraid, she panicked, she knew that as long as the hour passed, Yun Yi would become a maggot on her tarsal bones and linger.
"Is there really no other way......
Tao Xin'er's low voice was choked with an irrepressible chok, and her slightly drooping eyes were not as empty as last night, nor as watery and pitiful as before, and those eyes were now full of evil.
"Heart......
Yun Yi was speechless and silent for a while before he shouted in a low voice, his emotions were difficult to distinguish. The hand hugged Tao Xin'er slightly, and lowered his eyelids weakly. If he doesn't hide any selfishness, who believes it? Don't say that Taoxiner doesn't believe it, even he doesn't believe it himself.
He wanted to get her, he got her naturally, he thought about it day and night, he thought about it all the time, but he never dared to say it.
He didn't dare to admit that he borrowed the east wind of Shuyi and pushed the boat all the way to get to where he is now.
He thought that there would be a night of lingering, but he didn't want to be tortured for only one night.
He thought that with this night of spring love, his relationship with her would be different from the past, but he didn't want to be just sad in exchange.
However, the matter has come to this point, and there is no turning back.
Yun Yi felt a cold wind full of murderous aura sweeping across his face, and when he looked down, he saw Tao Xin'er staring at a pair of empty eyes, without a trace of brilliance in his eyes.
Yun Yi raised his hand and gently wiped the tears from the corners of Tao Xin'er's eyes, the tears were almost cold to his heart.
As soon as Yun Yi's fingertips touched it, Tao Xin'er immediately clenched the fingers hidden in the wide robe, her slender nails pierced the flesh, and blood gushed out, just like her endless tears last night.
The fingertips are hard to force, and the heart is secretly ruthless!
Junyi, since you are soft-hearted and saved my life, then I want to live!
Not only do you have to live, but you have to live ruthlessly!
Everything that is added to her today, she will repay her, and he will let the painting heart experience the taste of life is worse than death again!
His gaze swept over the dried red on the ground, and Tao Xin'er's eyes were cold and cold, and all that was most precious to a woman was left for the darkest night and the dirtiest land, and the man she disliked the most.
Draw your heart, I will pay you with blood!
Tao Xin'er read silently in her heart, but her hand gently climbed Yun Yi's neck, since she wants to show others, she might as well act more like an adulterer and an adulterer, with deep love.
The people outside the Fenglu Pavilion gathered more and more, although they were taken by Yun Yi's might, they didn't dare to blatantly point fingers at them, but they were still surrounded by layers of people from a distance, and there were many discussions.
The reward of Yue Xingyun arrived accurately at the time of the morning, and he was rewarded with a pair of acacia blood-colored jade Ruyi, two sets of crimson gold mandarin duck brocade wedding dresses, phoenix crowns and xiaxia curtains, double happiness dragon and phoenix candles, etc., all of which should be festive wedding things.
As if deliberately for the occasion, Mama Zhu, who had lost her daughter not long ago and was in her last years, specially wore a red-colored embroidered auspicious moire brocade with large sleeves today, and when the attendants behind her placed all the rewards, Mama Zhu said with a majestic face:
"These are all extra rewards from the pavilion lord to the peach girl, as for the color head of the sword dance, the pavilion master thought about it all night, and felt that the peach girl and Elder Yun Yi have a deep love for this point, probably what they want most is a couple for a lifetime, so the pavilion master hereby gives marriage, so that Elder Yun Yi will treat the peach girl well for the rest of his life, and marry the love of the protection. Is Miss Peach still satisfied?"
Tao Xin'er Mu Ne's eyes moved slightly, and her white lips without a trace of blood moved slightly, and after a long time, the corners of her lips finally had a faint smile, struggled, got up from Yun Yi's arms, endured the pain all over her body, folded her hands, raised them to her forehead, bowed to the ground, and thanked him respectfully, "Thank you for the reward." ”
The voice was polite and docile, no one had ever seen it, and the pair of eyes that were almost touching the ground were fierce and violent, as evil as a trapped beast.
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In the eighth year of the month lord, the sixteenth of August.
Dark clouds overwhelm the realm, and the sky is obscure.
Early that morning, two major events were spreading in the city.
One thing was expected by Shuyi, and one thing was unexpected by Shuyi.
The expected thing is the romance of the Wind Dew Pavilion.
It is rumored that Leng Gongzi Shuyi is the legendary His Royal Highness King Yi, after the Mid-Autumn Festival Night Banquet, His Royal Highness King Yi kindly instructed Elder Yun Yi and Tao Xin'er to go to Fenglu Pavilion to sober up, but the two couldn't help themselves for a while, and they did despicable things in the Fenglu Pavilion, and were caught and raped in the Pavilion by a group of people.
It is also rumored that Elder Yun Yi has been in love with Tao Xin'er for a long time, and now he has defiled her virgin body, and the main body of Yuexing Yun Pavilion sympathizes with him and has been married.
This matter was originally an internal affair of the Wushuang Pavilion, or rather, a family ugliness.
The ugliness of the family should not be publicized, and the reason why it spread so quickly was naturally manipulated by Shuyi.
Therefore, when Xuanyuan came to report, Shuyi leisurely tasted fragrant tea, listening to each sentence, and looked idle in control.
"Childe, if she wants to deal with Madame like this, why doesn't Childe kill her as soon as possible?"
On the eve of Xuanyuan's end, he received an invitation from Yun Yi and Tao Xin'er, and Tao Xin'er paid a lot of money to hire someone from the Netherworld Temple to take the life of Prince Yihong, and ...... Even more unreasonable demands were made.
The reason why the Netherworld Temple is famous for assassination is related to the mysterious origin of the Netherworld, there are their hidden piles everywhere in the world, and Wushuang Pavilion is no exception.
It's just that Yun Yi and Tao Xin'er don't know that the current Netherworld Hall is Shuyi's Netherworld Palace, and Xuanyuan reported their plot to Shuyi immediately, but he didn't want Shuyi to have no action.
"What did your wife say? It is better to kill him than to humiliate him. Shu Yi sneered, "Give back the way of others, so that she can know that you should not do to others what you do not want to be done to others." ”
Xuanyuan was speechless, the wise and martial son of his family, it seems that this poisoning is not shallow, and everything is just Mrs. first, and it has reached the point where he opens his mouth and closes his mouth is "Mrs. said......
It's really a wife slave who doesn't feel blush at all.