Everyone sipped it and tried it, and everyone was amazed.

Of course, many people are flattering.

Although Yang Zhaoyi's family background was not prominent, Emperor Mu Wu now wanted to promote him.

As for Queen Xie, the golden seal has been taken away and she is imprisoned in Fengxi Palace. The same goes for her son. How can she stir up trouble?

As long as Yang Zhaoyi gives birth to a prince, not only a concubine, but also a queen, she can do it.

Nan Li took a sip but didn't finish it, but a palace maid came to refill the drink.

Just as she was about to say no, the palace maid's hand shook and she couldn't hold the jug steadily, and the wine had already been poured on Nan Li.

A gorgeous piece of clothing was stained with ugly purple stains and was ruined.

The people in the palace were a little surprised and a little amused.

"Why are you so careless, a palace maid!" Yang Zhaoyi was very angry.

The palace maid panicked and hurriedly knelt down with a plop, "This slave deserves to die, this slave deserves to die! Please forgive me, please forgive me, please forgive me!"

Yang Zhaoyi said: "What are you still doing? Drag the person down."

A eunuch has already come forward.

Nan Li stood up: "Empress Zhaoyi, it's just a trivial matter. Please don't punish her. Today is New Year's Eve. It's better not to see blood. I just need to change my clothes."

Yang Zhaoyi's face brightened slightly, "Miss Sixth is still kind."

She asked the frivolous palace maid to step back, and then ordered the personal palace maid to take Nan Li to the side hall to change clothes, but Shen could not say anything.

To prevent accidents, everyone brought a change of clothes when entering the palace.

The personal maid ordered the younger maid to get clean clothes and said, "Miss Sixth, please wait a moment while I prepare some hot water."

Nan Li responded casually.

She was the only one left in the side hall.

Nan Li took off her heavy coat, and her body became much slimmer.

She couldn't help but feel numb when she thought about entering the palace as the Ninth Princess, and the dresses and jewelry would be even more luxurious.

The side hall is also lit with incense baskets, and I don't know what kind of spices are on it. The main side hall is warm and fragrant.

Nan Li sat down and waited for a while, and soon found that she felt a little dizzy and her body felt a little hot.

She raised her eyes, like autumn water flowing, and fell on the smoke cages.

Oops, it was calculated!

Nan Li's body felt weak and she wanted to leave the side hall immediately. Unexpectedly, someone pushed the door open and walked in, locking the door behind her.

The man moved around the screen very lightly.

He is a young man, quite tall, wearing a brocade robe.

Nan Li squinted her eyes and recognized that this was Yang Zhaoyi's younger brother, Yang Zhenyu.

She immediately sneered: "How dare you siblings plot against me? Aren't you afraid of death?"

Although she said harsh words, she fell into the trap and her voice was soft and waxy.

Coupled with her dress, she looked so pretty and delicate today. Yang Zhenyu had never seen her look like this before, and he couldn't move at all.

His eyes were burning and hopeful.

"Sixth Miss, it's not a good thing for you to marry the Ninth Prince." Yang Zhenyu stepped closer and unbuttoned his clothes, "Come with me, I will definitely love you well."

Not only was he impatient, but he also ran out of time.

A strange blush appeared on Nan Li's face, and her body was weak and weak. She could only hold on to the armrests of the Luohan bed to steady herself.

Her red lips parted slightly: "Yang Zhenyu, if you withdraw now, I can still pretend that nothing happened. Otherwise, I will bear the consequences."

Yang Zhenyu secretly watched her countless times.

I know that she is serious and serious, and despite her young age, she is steady and clean in her work.

His heart has been moved countless times in no one.

The most important thing is that he came to the emperor, how could he retreat at this time.

"Miss Liu, don't be afraid, you will like it ..."

The shirt had faded, and Yang Zhenyu rushed up.

When Nanli moved, Jin Guang passed through, and a fixed talisman had been posted on him.

Yang Zhenyu was unable to move all over, and was shocked: "Aren't you in the middle ... medicine? How can you still use a symbol?"

"I said that when I was soft, I couldn't use Taoism, so you believed it, and this IQ dare to calculate me?" Nan Li's face was cold.

She never shows her core card.

When Yang Zhenyu saw her short of breathing, she still couldn't stand up. He quickly settled.

He said: "Although you can't do something to you, you can wait for a while to take people to take people, and you will have you and me! There are so many people in the palace today, Miss Liu, you guess what else will you have in the future

face?"

As long as Chu Nanli can't do without this partial hall, it is OK.

Nan Li gritted her teeth.

This medicine has to be level, and this is going to drink, and then it can be used with this spice to become a fragrance.

She quickly found a detoxification Dan, and for the time being, she pressed her medicine.

Just wait for a while, she can restore a little effort.

However, there was a coincidence that there was a sound of footsteps outside.

Nan Li also heard the voice of Yang Zhaoyi and her mother.

People are here!

Yang Zhenyu smiled happily, "Miss Liu, our fate is destined."

"Fart!" Nan Li's eyes were ruthless, "Yang Zhenyu, this is what you took."

If she wants her reputation and is forced to marry Yang Zhenyu, it is better to let her practice her life.

Although she practiced, it does not mean that she has to be good and not to stick to blood.

People do n’t commit me, I do n’t offend people. If people commit me, I will cut it!

Nanli pulled out the Xuanyue Sword from the dark bag. A wooden sword was under the candle, exuding a faint cold light.

Yang Zhenyu's eyes widened, "You ... do you dare to kill me?"

However, Nan Liqiang stood up and waved down, but he was not facing his neck, but to his life!

"ah--"

Blood splashed all over the ground.

Yang Zhenyu's screams almost rang the Yuzhen Hall of Yuzhen.

Nanli couldn't stand anymore, sitting on the ground, panting with a large mouth.

Yang Zhaoyi heard his brother's voice, and he was busy to speed up, making people open the door.

Seeing the bloody dirty scene, Yang Zhaoyi trembled, and his voice was blocked in his throat.

Shen's also entered the partial palace, and saw her daughter like this. She stepped forward, "Lier, what's wrong with you?"

She blocked it with her body, so as not to let her daughter see the unbearable things.

The palace girl and eunuch were panicked.

Someone went to Yang Zhenyu.

Someone goes to call a doctor.

Yang Zhaoyi looked pale, and turned to stare at the blood -stained heemingwood sword held in Nan Li's hand. "You ... you dare! Come, come, come to this palace!" He killed her! "

This is her brother!

He was destroyed by Chu Nanli!

Under Yang Zhaoyi's shout, Yu Linwei came in.

Nan Li is already weak, sweating with cold and hot, uncomfortable.

Shen's alone was blocked in front of her daughter, and she was not afraid: "If you want to move my daughter, first cross my body!"

As soon as the person who looks at the situation in the hall, you know what's going on.

She didn't care about the bad thoughts of Yang Zhaoyi's sister and brother, but Yang Zhaoyi broke out first.

Yang Zhaoyi's stomach was painful and shouted: "Then kill together!"
Chapter completed!