"You go down." Yuan Hongxi poured himself a glass of wine. The mellow wine poured into the jade cup, and the fragrance overflowed.
Zhao En followed the order and retreated, but was suddenly stopped by Yuan Hongxi: "By the way, the person who was assassinated by the secret arrow that day has been confirmed to be her."
"Yes." Zhao En nodded: "My subordinates have checked all aspects and it is her who is correct."
"Okay..." Yuan Hongxi took a sip of wine and smiled, "Then I will give her a big gift. Just follow my previous instructions."
"Yes!" Zhao En stepped back, and the room became extremely quiet for a while.
Yuan Hongxi drank up the wine in the glass in one gulp, then poured a glass of wine and picked up the flask alone.
"I offer you this glass of wine... I will certainly avenge you." Yuan Hongchou smiled contemptuously, his ink-like pupils filled with hatred: "Queluo, my concubine, I will not leave you alone."
The wine glass tilted, and the wine inside turned into an arc and fell from the glass and splashed on the ground.
After he poured the wine, he took the flask and drank vigorously. Some of the wine snaked along the corners of his mouth to the bottom of his collarbone, and the cold liquid flowed around Yuan Hongxi's body like a poisonous snake with tarsal bones.
After Shen Ning fell asleep, Muyin moved Shen Ning to the bed alone and covered her with a quilt.
After all, she was half a man, so she always felt a little embarrassed letting a woman sleep on the floor.
She took off her clothes, closed her eyes, and fell asleep quietly.
It's just that the dream was not peaceful. She didn't remember what the dream was, but it was very uncomfortable. There was fire, mourning, and bright red blood staining her clothes.
When Muyin woke up in the morning, he thought that the dream might be the scene he encountered during the war.
But the next second, she felt that it didn't mean the same thing at all.
What's terrible is that her sunflower water has arrived.
Muyin didn't know what to do, so she just looked at the pool of dark red blood on the bed sheets and hehehehe a few times.
A penny stumps a hero, and a puddle of blood kills a heroine general.
Muyin remembered that it had been almost a month since he came to the palace.
But now the banquet is just around the corner. Fortunately, her sunflower water has been prepared in advance, otherwise it would be really embarrassing on the day of the banquet.
She didn't have much idea about this, and she couldn't do calculations, so she only knew when she came to Kuishui: - Oops, it's bleeding.
But now the banquet is just around the corner. Fortunately, her sunflower water has been prepared in advance, otherwise it would be really embarrassing on the day of the banquet.
She didn't have much idea about this, and she couldn't do calculations, so she only knew when she came to Kuishui: - Oops, it's bleeding.
When he asked the maid to change into bed, Muyin blushed without a doubt. It was the same as when he was a boy before and blushed in the morning.
Shen Ning watched curiously as the maid left holding the quilt, nervously grabbed Muyin and cried: "You are bleeding, 嘤嘤嘤, you are not going to die, are you?"
"No...it will..." Muyinxin thought about what she would do if Shen Ning came to Kuishui. How would she explain to her?
Oh my God.
Muyin pulled herself back from the edge of despair.
Muyin has been very weak these days and has no time to make noises with Shen Ning. Shen Ning is also very self-conscious, obediently sitting on the bedside and watching Muyin lying on the bed, playing with the black clown thing in one hand.
Unexpectedly, after that injury, she was not so unfamiliar with this thing, but she knew it.
