Luo Bai pursed his lips and said: "I have no intention of quarreling with Concubine Huang, but our concubine is really unwell today."
Dong Gong Qinghuang raised her eyebrows slightly, then raised her hand to pinch her chin, looked at her face, and suddenly laughed out loud, shook the hand holding her chin hard, covered her lips and sneered.
: "Oh, isn't this Luo Bai, from Luocai? You can call each slave so smoothly. She is also the general's daughter after all. How did you end up in this situation? The princess treats you so harshly?"
As if she wanted to make it known to everyone, Donggong Qinghuang suddenly raised her voice, which made Luo Bai and Yuzhu break into sweat.
Luo Bai's eyes turned red instantly. She lowered her head pitifully and said, "My queen, please... keep your voice down, our queen is not such a person."
Dong Gong Qinghuang looked like she was just watching the fun and didn't mind the trouble, and her sarcastic smile became even bigger. She looked at her and said, "What good will that do to me?"
Luo Bai bit his lip and said: "This slave accepts the fight and accepts the punishment..."
Before he could finish speaking, another slap struck him, causing Luo Bai's ears to tingle.
"Pah! Pah! Pah!"
Donggong Qinghuang's attacks became more and more ruthless, and Yuzhu beside her couldn't help but feel sad, sobbing and said: "Empress, don't hit her, hit Yuzhu instead."
The more he said this, the more Donggong Qinghuang spared no effort towards Luo Bai, and ignored Yuzhu's intentions at all. It wasn't until his hand bones hurt from the slap that he slowly withdrew his hand, turned his wrist, and sneered: "
It’s such a joy.”
Luo Bai's eyes were red and he said in a weak voice: "As long as the empress is happy."
Dong Gong Qinghuang exhaled a long breath and looked at Luo Bai with a red and swollen face. She couldn't help but feel a lot happier. Her voice returned to the noble laziness of the past and said: "Get out of here."
"Yes... slave, please leave." Luo Bai's lips and teeth were trembling, and he and Yuzhu helped Chu Jiaoli leave.
Donggong Qinghuang looked at Chu Jiaoli's leaving back, with an unpredictable smile in her eyes. She was about to turn around and leave, but stepped on something foreign under her feet. She frowned slightly, moved her foot away and saw that it was
A special ring belt.
She knelt down and picked up the belt. There was an exquisite sapphire ring engraved with dragon patterns. She was very familiar with it. She couldn't help raising her hands and tightening the ring. Her eyes were red, and the nails she clenched were glowing white: "Brother Emperor.
...This is Brother Huang’s finger!"
Her breathing was throbbing. Donggong Cangqiong was killed by Chu Jiaoli, but Qinglong didn't pursue the matter and even handed the ring finger to her for safekeeping!
Looking at the ring in front of her, all that came to her mind was the figure of Donggong Cangqiong. Her eyes were blurred with tears, and a crystal teardrop fell on the ring.
Late at night, Prince's Mansion.
Beigong Tengxiao returned to Biluo Hall, looked at the sleeping woman on the bed, raised his hand to caress her delicate face, breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "I heard that there was an accident today?"
Yuzhu beside him saluted Beigong Tengxiao and said: "Going back to Your Highness, I met Huang Fei today. Huang Fei... deliberately made things difficult for our empress. Fortunately, Luo Bai was smart and didn't let her reveal her secrets. It's just...
I received a few slaps for no reason, and now my face is swollen..."
Hearing this, Beigong Tengxiao looked sideways at the silent Luo Bai on the other side. The slap marks on Luo Luo's face were obvious, and several thick blood stains had solidified. She lowered her head, pursed her lips, and said:
"It is the duty of a slave to protect your empress."
Beigong Tengxiao was deeply surprised to see her being so loyal and kind. He didn't like the three people who entered the mansion, but now he finally accepted and recognized her.
He nodded slightly and said: "If you have done a good job in escorting me, you will be rewarded."
Luo Bai bowed politely: "Thank you, Your Highness."
Longyin Peak, a mountain of mountains dotted with lights, is the home of the Yousheng Sect.
A slim woman in black smart clothes walked to the front of the hall, knelt on one knee, clasped her fists in her hands, lowered her head and said: "Leader, Wen Yun is back."
Mo Wuyou has never shown mercy to any believer. Once he loses his value, there is only death waiting for him. When Wen Liang comes back from this trip, he knows that he will inevitably die. However, if she escapes, Mo Wuyou will be angry and kill Wen Ruyu as well.
And kill them all.
Even if she died, she would die at the hands of Mo Wuyou.
On a gorgeous throne in front of him, a man in red clothes looked like a ghost. He looked at the gentle man and just said softly: "Yes."
Seeing his indifferent reaction, Wen Liang couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. She pursed her lips and said, "Beigong Lie has been doting on Dong Gong Qinghuang recently. Wen Yun knew that she had little effect on Yousheng Sect and almost missed important events. She let the leader
Punishment."
Mo Wuyou tapped his slender fingers regularly on the armrest, chuckled, and said, "Continue to stay in the Yousheng Cult."
Seeing that he had no intention of pursuing the matter at all, the gentle man looked stunned and said: "The leader..."
"The young master likes you. From now on, you will secretly protect the young master."
"Yes..."
After a moment, Wen Liangren stepped out of the threshold and looked at Mo Wei who was practicing swordplay in the front yard. She was dressed in a pink and purple outfit, with her ponytail raised high, looking chic and neat.
Pieces of apricot blossoms fell from the tree, accompanied by the graceful figure of the beauty, and their youth was messed up under the moonlight.
"What are you laughing at?" Mo Wei turned her back to Wen Liangren, her expression as serious as ever.
For Mo Wei, Wen Liangren has always treated her like a younger sister. She has watched her grow up since she was a child. She said: "Although it has delayed Ruyu's blessing, Wen Yun still wants to thank the young master for his mercy."
The girl slowly sheathed her sword, snorted coldly, and said: "Stop talking nonsense, who cares enough to give him face and plead for you? It's inexplicable."
Mo Wei's mouth was as poisonous as ever, and Wen Yun had long been accustomed to it. She showed a light smile and said: "Wen Yun can't repay the young master's life-saving grace. From now on, we, the two sisters, will protect the young master to the death."
Lord."
Mo Wei sneered and snorted, and said, "It's good to be loyal like this." She took out two small porcelain bottles from her arms, turned around and threw one of them to her, saying, "From now on, your brother and sister's
Life is in my hands."
Wen Liangren lowered her head and saw that it was the antidote for Wangyue Powder. Without a moment's hesitation, she lowered her head and said, "Yes."
Mo Wei looked up at the bright moon in the sky and said, "Step back."
"Wen Yun retires."
For a long time, Mo Wei raised her hand and looked at the porcelain bottle in her hand. Tomorrow is the day when Wang Yue will release the poison. Today, Mo Wuyou handed over the antidote to her. Isn't Wen Ruyu eager to ask her for the antidote?
"It's okay if you don't give it to me." There was a clear whisper in her ears. Mo Wei was startled and subconsciously turned around and stretched out her palm to attack.
Wen Ruyu dodged lightly and stood in front of her, raising the corners of her lips with a hint of teasing: "My life, my everything, you can take whatever you want."
Mo Wei closed her palm, exhaled softly, threw the sword in her hand to him, turned around and sat on the stone chair, put the antidote on the table, and said: "If it is useful, I will keep it for you this month."