"Second Emperor Brother, you have been planning for so long, don't you still know that a soldier never tires of deceit? But compared to your methods, what does my cheating death mean?" A sneer appeared on the corner of Yan Yu's mouth, even his own brother
Why would he say this to someone who can attack anyone?
"Yan Yu, I may not lose to you." Yan Xuan suddenly raised his sword and pointed it at him and said arrogantly.
"Really?" Yan Yu did not refute his words, his face was calm, as if he just heard someone asking him about the good moonlight tonight.
"Huh, let's see." Yan Xuan hated his calmness, because the more calm he appeared, the more he appeared to be restless and guilty.[
Yan Yu half-squinted his eyes as he stared at the sword he was thrusting at him. There was no wave on his cold face, as if he was waiting for him to take action.
Standing on the high platform, Yan Jitian looked at the two brothers who were already fighting fiercely in the audience, feeling unspeakable grief in his heart. They were both his biological flesh and blood, but at this moment they were killing each other in the audience.
Unable to bear to watch any longer, Yan Jitian turned around and left surrounded by everyone.
She didn't know how long she had been sleeping, but her wet tears once again woke her up from her dream.
When she opened her eyes, she found herself lying on the bed, stroking the soft pillow. Who carried her back to the room? Wasn't she keeping vigil in the mourning hall?
She got out of bed, lit the lamp on the table, and sat in front of the dressing table.
"Is this me?" A haggard face was reflected in the bronze mirror, with swollen eyes and a face as pale as a ghost.
"Bei Xiaoxiao, how can you let yourself become so ugly? If Yan Yu sees it, he will definitely make fun of you. No, you can't do this."
Bei Xiaoxiao shook her head, reached out and opened the powder boxes on the dressing table one by one, and then slowly applied makeup on herself. She applied it very carefully, not even missing any flaws. She always used this ancient product.
She was not used to it and found it troublesome, but at this moment she patiently put on the last bit of makeup for herself.
The moon was about to go down, so it was time. She picked out the most beautiful clothes for herself and put them on, then walked slowly to the lotus pond. The sky was still gray and everyone had not woken up from their dreams.
