Qingcheng had just been taken back to the palace by someone, and the king of Xixia immediately followed in.
He stood in front of Qingcheng, not caring about her disgusting expression at all, and looked at her silently for a while. Then his tiny eyes narrowed into a line, with a hint of cold light, and a few black and bearded faces had a few He smiled proudly: "You can't get to this Xixia surrounded by yellow sand! Your destiny is in my hands!" As he said that, he turned his head and slapped the door, and immediately there was A maid walked in with her jade bowl hanging her head.
She stopped in front of Qingcheng, put down the tray in her hand, picked up the jade bowl and raised it in front of Qingcheng: "Please drink it with the princess!"
A strong smell of medicine penetrated into the nose. Qingcheng covered his nose and turned his head. In the jade bowl she was holding, there was a faint white mist on the black soup, slowly rising, and the pungent smell of medicine Rushing straight toward.
When Qingcheng saw the maid looking at her slightly uneasy but full of expectation, he knew that this was not a good thing!
"Give her a drink!" The king of Xixia ordered without waiting for Qingcheng to refuse.
"What did you give me a drink?" Qingcheng turned his head, looked at him hatefully, and asked sternly.
"What else can I do? Isn't it just a sinful seed that takes away your belly?" The king of Xixia said coldly, with a hint of contempt.
"I won't drink!" Qingcheng's face changed, and he waved his hand and pushed off the jade bowl from the maid's hand, retreated behind and looked at the Lord of Xixia in horror: "Don't even think about taking away my child!"
As the maid screamed, the jade bowl was knocked to the ground by Qingcheng, and the medicine was spilled out, sprinkled on the long-haired carpet on the white jade ground, dyeing a patch of ink.
"Useless things! I won't make a bowl for the princess to pour it!" The king of Xixia frowned slightly, and there was a hint of fierceness in his small eyes. He yelled at the panicked maid.
"Yes! I'll go now!" The maid quickly picked up the jade bowl on the ground, responded in horror, and ran out like escape.
Just a moment, she came back, carefully holding the same bowl of soup in her hand. But this time she didn't wait for Qingcheng's permission, but directly winked at the woman standing next to her waiting. The woman immediately walked over, a little uneasy. He glanced at the King of Xixia and saw that there was no strange color on his face, so he immediately boldly went to capture Qingcheng.
"You go away!" Qingcheng dodged in horror, throwing all the things that were easy to reach over, trying to stop them from moving forward.
"Princess!" The two maids dodged the items that Qingcheng smashed, and shouted anxiously.
"Get out of the way! Useless things!" The king of Xixia who was watching from the side was very annoyed. He took the jade bowl from the maid's hand, kicked the woman in front of him, and grabbed Qingcheng's hair with one hand. live.
"Just give me a good drink!" He squeezed out a few words viciously from his teeth. As he said, he pulled Qingcheng's hair backwards, letting her head slightly tilt backwards. He lifted the bowl and fell down with a grim smile.
Holding the pain of his scalp being about to be pulled off, Qingcheng pursed his lips tightly, letting the fallen medicine pour on his mouth and flowing into his clothes along his neck.
Suddenly, the hand holding her hair tightly behind her head loosened. Qingcheng was stunned. Before she could stand firm, her chin was caught immediately. She pinched her chin tightly and forced her to force her to do so. The pain made her unable to do so. He opened his mouth.
"I think you still drink it!" The king of Xixia said fiercely, and the deliberate violent voice made people shudder.
"I don't want it. I don't want it,,,,," Qingcheng struggled hard, grabbed his wrists with both hands, and pulled them down hard.
I watched helplessly appear above, and watched it slowly tilt with its twisted wrist in horror, and then the black medicine juice poured down from the edge of the crystal jade bowl and flowed into the open mouth.
"Ah,," Qingcheng made a desperate voice in his throat.
"Lord, if I were you, I wouldn't have done this!" The sound of the yellow oriole coming out of the valley was filled with a hint of sarcasm, and it immediately calmed down the chaotic scene.
The king of Xixia let go, let go of Qingcheng, handed the bowl to the maid, turned around and looked surprised: "Princess Hede!"
"Princess Hede!" The two maids bowed together and called out softly.
"Lord, if I were you, I wouldn't have been like this!"
The woman said to herself, her voice still crisply, and she came with her footsteps, but she felt more hatred.
Qingcheng held the table beside her and before she turned around, she tried her best to spit out a little medicine in her mouth. When she heard the sound behind her, she felt a little strange. She turned around in confusion and looked at her The man couldn't help but exclaim: "Butterfly!"
"Oh! Isn't this Miss Qingcheng?" Butterfly walked over and Yanran looked at Qingcheng with a clever smile, as if she had just discovered her. No matter how she looked at her bright smile, she had a sense of gloating.
"The princess can't get a trip to the palace. Is it because of the former master?" The prince of Xixia glanced at Qingcheng and asked with a smile.
"Master, if it weren't for the early years, Butterfly would have become a slave!" Butterfly's tone was filled with hatred. After saying that, she raised her hand and lifted the embroidery of the golden thread on the pink brocade sleeve to her face, carefully Check it out.
"Butterfly!" The familiar woman in front of her made her feel strange. Qingcheng called out softly and looked at her in disbelief: "Are you a butterfly?"
Butterfly was stunned and then smiled: "Miss, what's wrong? We haven't seen each other for a while. You forgot me so quickly! Butterfly is thinking about you every day!" She almost gritted her teeth and said in the last sentence. There was obvious hatred inside when she came out, and her eyes looked like ice.
The king of Xixia looked at all this coldly, looking at Butterfly back to the topic: "Princess Hede, if you were me! How would you relieve this shame of the past?"
"If I were you!" Butterfly smiled and met the glittering eyes of the king of Xixia: "Lord, the best revenge in this world is not to destroy his body, but to destroy his soul, but to not choose to Dead!"
"Oh?" The tiny eyes of the king of Xixia narrowed into a long line again, and he looked at the butterfly with a smile: "Tell me, look!"
"If it were me, I would let Xuanyuan Chengtian live well, live to see how his beloved woman lies in the arms of others and panting, live to see how his children call his enemies as fathers!" Butterfly said He smiled and was evil: "But he didn't even have the right to choose death!"
After hearing this, the king of Xixia was stunned and immediately clapped his hands and smiled: "Good idea, it's true that life is worse than death!"
"Butterfly!" Qingcheng shouted angrily, and his heart felt like a hole was dug open, and blood was ripped out. Unexpectedly, his sister who shared life and death in the past and who was in the same way wanted to trap her in the Jedi. That stupid thing is that
The butterfly, a gentle person by nature, only exists in Qingcheng's memory. Now standing in front of her is a familiar but unfamiliar woman. Her name is Butterfly!