Murong Yingluo nestled in the arms of her husband Gong Yichu, with a look of satisfaction after loving each other on her face. She looked into his burning eyes with lustful eyes and lowered her head shyly.
Gongyi Chu's rough palms covered her slender waist, and his warm breath hit her ears, "Luo'er, I got what I wanted."
Yingluo's body froze, she passed her hand across the jade pillow, took out a green tiger talisman and held it in her palm. She asked hesitantly: "Chu, if you take the tiger talisman, will your father be harmed?"
Gongyichu squinted his starry eyes, rested his head on his chest, and held her bare hand in his generous palm, "Luo'er, I do this for our future. With my father's tiger talisman, I will be even more powerful.
As long as I make great contributions and help the emperor get rid of Prince Zheng, my father will not object to us being together."
Gongyi was his father's adopted son at first, and the two were childhood sweethearts. At first, his father hoped that he would marry Prince Zheng as his concubine.
Yingluo refused to marry and insisted on marrying Gongyichu. Now they are husband and wife, but her father has always been worried about this matter, and she doesn't want her husband to be caught in the middle.
Yingluo placed the tiger talisman in his palm, "Well, Luo'er will listen to you."
One month later, in the quiet night, the moon hung high, the clouds floated and the wind blew slowly. People were still at first, the bright moonlight reflected the eaves, and the eaves bells jingled.
A black figure rushed into the residence of the Protector General. Murong Yingluo dodged the patrolling guards, her breath calmed down, and she jumped onto the roof.
Reaching out and uncovering the glazed tiles on the roof, she saw darkness in the room. She came to take revenge tonight. The person he wanted to kill was her husband Gong Yichu.
Without hesitation, she jumped into the room. The quiet bedroom was completely dark. Through the moonlight, she saw the curtains hanging down to the floor. Murong Yingluo held the long sword in her hand, split the curtains, and stabbed at the bed.
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*The couch was actually empty. Suddenly, a white blade glowed with an icy green edge. The icy blade touched her neck, and a cold and forbidding voice suddenly sounded.
"Murong Yingluo! Do you think you can kill me? The gang has been laid outside, waiting to drive out all the members of the Murong family."
Countless cold feelings spread from the bottom of her heart. She really didn't expect her father to raise a white-eyed wolf. Murong Yingluo's voice trembled and almost growled, "Gongyichu, you ungrateful villain. Your father has raised you for more than ten years, and you actually put your father to death."
To death."
In the dark night, a cold light shot out of Gongyi's first eyes, filled with endless anger. The Murong family and he were sworn enemies, and he roared: "Everyone in the Murong family deserves death! Including you!"
Murong Yingluo was extremely disappointed and laughed miserably, "In the early days of Gongyi, I didn't hesitate to disobey my father and marry you for your sake. I stole my father's tiger talisman for you, but you want to kill me?" Her voice was choked in her throat and almost broke.
When Gongyichu's cold sword touched her neck, what about the feelings between her childhood sweethearts? They couldn't compare to the hatred of Lan Guo's subjugation and the hatred of her parents.
There was no emotion on Gongyichu's face, and his voice was as cold as Lingchi's, "I, Gongyichu, have never liked you. I married you just to take advantage of you."
The love they once had was just a conspiracy, and she was just a pawn that could be used. Her heart was trampled and shattered by him. Murong Yingluo's eyes became cold, and endless hatred rose from the bottom of her heart.
"I, Murong Yingluo, am really blind to fall in love with you."
He stepped on the waves and teleported to avoid the long sword. The long sword in his hand suddenly came out, and they looked at each other solemnly. The swords struck each other and sparks of light shot out. The two of them fought.
Murong Yingluo's martial arts skills were not inferior to Gongyichu's, and her swords were so bright that it was hard to distinguish.
Behind the screen, a pair of dark eyes looked at the two fighting people. It was clear at the beginning of Gongyi that he could kill the girl's life with one sword? Could it be that he couldn't do it?
With a slight cough, a steady and low female voice came from behind the screen. She was signaling Gongyi to hurry up and finish the battle quickly.
Yingluo looked hesitant, who was the woman behind the screen? Gongyichu's swordsmanship, which had been hesitant just now, became more and more fierce. Faced with Gongyichu's pressing step by step, Yingluo took a few steps back.
A cold light struck between her eyebrows, and Murong Yingluo's body overturned. Full of resentment, she fell to the ground unwillingly and was killed with a sword...