Just when the silver needle was about to pierce her finger, footsteps suddenly sounded, and then the dark cell was brightly lit. Yan Xiaoyu saw the leader Feng Mochen, followed by Bai Liruo who looked calm.
Bai Liruo stepped forward with a smile, and her indifferent eyes made Wei Yifang look pale. She stretched out her hand to lock Bai Liruo's throat, but her hand did not touch Bai Liruo, but she was shrunk by a spark.
She turned back and saw Feng Mochen with an indifferent expression.
Feng Mochen took the torch and stepped forward to hold Bai Liruo in his arms. Wei Yifang was trembling all over. What kind of weird martial arts is this, but it is so domineering?
"Xiao Ninglan will be here soon. We should wait for him to handle the matters here." Feng Mochen said calmly, as if he was speaking to Bai Liruo in his arms.
Bai Liruo nodded, holding a snow-white feather in his hand, and said coquettishly, "How about you remove the mask of this fake queen first?"
"Okay." The two of them were talking as if no one was watching. Feng Mochen had already taken action when he responded, and the mask on Wei Yifang's face was ripped open with a roar, revealing a frightened face.
Yan Xiaoyu knew her as Chunlan, the eldest palace maid next to Concubine Lan. It was she who almost beat Mei Xiang to death. Unexpectedly, she was pretending to be the queen now. No wonder she tortured her for two days without saying a word. It turned out that she was afraid
When you speak, you expose yourself.
When Yan Xiaoyu was being put down on the rack, Xiao Ninglan happened to come over. When he passed by her, she staggered. Instinctively, he reached out to help her, but she dodged it without leaving a trace. He and her
There was an invisible ravine between them, a ravine that he could no longer cross.
Xiao Ninglan's eyes fell on Bai Liruo. Her white clothes were fluttering, and she was as beautiful as any woman in the world. She saw the feathers in her hand fluttering slightly, and walked to Xiao Ninglan, smiling indifferently, "Your Majesty, you
Do you recognize this feather?"
Xiao Ninglan took the feather and looked at it, then looked at Bai Liruo in confusion. Feng Mochen seemed to see some strange look in Xiao Ninglan's eyes. He slowly stepped forward and held Bai Liruo in his arms as if he declared his ownership.
Bai Liruo looked back and smiled sweetly at him. He lovingly helped her tidy up her hair behind her ears. Xiao Ninglan looked away, and then saw Yan Xiaoyu's pale face and red and swollen right hand.
He slowly approached Yan Xiaoyu, held her red and swollen right hand, and said calmly, "What's going on?"
Yan Xiaoyu gasped in pain, took her hand out of his, and walked straight to Feng Mochen without even looking at him.
She recognized that the feather belonged to the young owl, and her black and white eyes stared at Bai Liruo for a moment, "Sister Bai, that feather belongs to the owl..."
Bai Liruo nodded and smiled slightly, "Well, yes, I have taken this feather and compared it with the minced body of the young owl. Indeed, it belongs to the young owl!"
"If I'm not wrong, the person You Xiao wants to attack is not the Queen, but the Chunlan girl who looks like the Queen. I learned about it in Zixiao Palace, and the maid there said that You Xiao has been missing several times.
On that day, after I came back, I almost attacked Mei Xiang in Zixiao Palace."
Bai Liruo's words made Yan Xiaoyu suddenly realize. She grabbed her sleeve and said anxiously, "Sister, what did they do to Youxiao? Why did Youxiao attack them?"
Bai Liruo looked at Yan Xiaoyu with a smile, then looked back at her husband Feng Mochen. Feng Mochen smiled helplessly, cupped his hands to Xiao Ninglan and said, "I'm sorry, I paid a night visit in the middle of the night.
Lanxia Palace, I found something..."
Xiao Ninglan frowned and looked at Feng Mochen coldly. Feng Mochen high-fived, and immediately a boy came up carrying a square box. Feng Mochen raised his sleeves and opened the box. Inside was a well-made, long box.
A puppet that looks exactly like Wei Yifang.
Yan Xiaoyu shuddered, and Bai Liruo was afraid that the injury on her finger would hurt, so he gently held her wrist and said calmly, "They hid the food that the young owl likes to eat in this puppet, and asked Chunlan to dress up as
The appearance of Queen Wei ensnared Young Xiao, making Young Xiao hostile to Queen Wei, which is why Young Xiao attacked Queen Wei!"
Xiao Ninglan's face had become extremely ugly. He turned around and said coldly, "Come here, go get that bitch Concubine Lan. Come and see her immediately!"
One of the guards made a promise and retreated. Yan Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief, but felt a little melancholy. She should have let the little owl leave this terrifying palace earlier, otherwise it would not have ended up in pieces.
When Concubine Lan came, she still looked confused. She looked at the palace maid Chunlan, who was also confused. She approached Chunlan and frowned, "Chunlan, have you made any mistakes again? This time, I can't save you!"
Chunlan knelt down with a "thump" and said, "My Majesty, my subordinates are not doing their job well. We have used the young owl to frame Concubine Yan and Empress Wei. It has been found out. I will take the first step. Your Majesty, please take care of yourself!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the teeth in her mouth bit hard. Feng Mochen and Xiao Ninglan had no time to stop Chunlan. Chunlan had already fallen down. Concubine Lan was trembling with fear. She pointed at Chunlan's body and said, "You, you are talking nonsense."
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Concubine Lan was imprisoned again, and Yan Xiaoyu was exonerated, but she was not happy. She often stared at the blue sky in the distance alone in a daze.
She begged Feng Mochen to take her away, but Feng Mochen refused. She always felt that the matter with Youxiao was not that simple. If Chunlan was really ordered by Concubine Lan, why did she take medicine after betraying her master?
Suicide?
However, everything in the palace is a matter of right and wrong. Only living is the most important thing. She has never been able to take out the silver needle in her middle finger because the imperial doctor said that if she is not careful, her middle finger will become useless.
.
Looking at her red and swollen fingers, she suddenly had the illusion that maybe she could leave this cage-like palace by losing her hands. In the past, if she still had illusions about Xiao Ninglan, now she even had the last illusion.
All shattered.
In this era, a concubine who has lost her virginity and has no intentions, how can she survive in this deep and dark palace?
She doesn't have a delicate heart like Sister Bai, and Xiao Ninglan can't fall in love with a woman frankly like Feng Mochen...
When she was sitting by the window, immersed in deep thought, Xiao Ninglan had already walked in. She looked at the frail Yan Xiaoyu by the window, and her heart tightened with pain. He didn't say anything, but just stepped forward to hug her.
Yan Xiaoyu raised her head and saw Mingyue behind him. She shouted happily, "Brother Mingyue——"
Pushing Xiao Ninglan away, she rushed into Ming Yue's arms. Ming Yue was knocked back a few steps, smiled helplessly and rubbed her hair, "You girl..."
Yan Xiaoyu's innocent little face was filled with a sincere smile, and Xiao Ninglan clenched her teeth tightly. She had never shown such a bright smile when facing him.
Mingyue pulled the arm around her waist, with a worried look on her beautiful face, and said slowly, "You were still chubby last time, why are you so thin now?"
Yan Xiaoyu still just smiled, raised her face slightly, and said mischievously, "I'll lose weight!"
Mingyue pinched her nose, and Yan Xiaoyu pulled him to sit down on the chair. Sensing that her movements were a bit awkward, Mingyue frowned, "Xiaoyu, hand me your injured hand..."
Yan Xiaoyu put both hands in Mingyue's hand and smiled, "Both hands were injured. The long and sharp silver needles were rubbed from between my nails to the roots of my fingers. It hurt me to death."
!”
Ming Yue's face was solemn, and she carefully touched Yan Xiaoyu's fingers, but Xiao Ninglan's face became even more ugly. He once asked her if it hurt, and she said no. She had completely turned him into a stranger.
"Is that the finger on the hand that still has the silver needle on it?" Mingyue touched her swollen middle finger and frowned.
"Yes, I can't bend or move..." Yan Xiaoyu explained. Seeing Mingyue take out a knife from her sleeve, she screamed, "Brother Mingyue, I don't want..."
"No, the silver needle has completely sunk into the gap between your fingers. You must peel off part of the finger tip and take it out, otherwise your whole hand will be useless!" Ming Yue tapped Yan Xiaoyu's acupuncture points with appraisal, and began to concentrate, feeling the silver needle between her fingers.
s position.
Xiao Ninglan felt heartbroken, stepped forward, and hugged Yan Xiaoyu from behind. Yan Xiaoyu was so frightened that she couldn't help whimpering. She knew that Feng Mochen had called Ming Yue to help her heal her injuries, but how could she just tap someone's acupoints to heal her injuries as soon as they met?
Xiao Ninglan was behind her, comforting her softly, "It's okay. It won't hurt anymore after taking out the needle..."
Yan Xiaoyu looked at Ming Yue and was so scared that she almost cried. Ming Yue first made a small cut between her fingers, revealing the end of the silver needle between her fingers, gently twisted her middle finger, and then he
She took out a magnet from her sleeve. The dark black magnet was not even aimed at her fingers, but the head of the silver needle was suddenly sucked out.
Yan Xiaoyu cried out in pain. She wailed loudly and without any image. Some of the silver needles got stuck between her fingers. Mingyue pinched the silver needles and pulled them out suddenly.
Looking at the coquettish blood drops on the silver needle, Xiao Ninglan narrowed her eyes. Damn Chunlan, he will kill her to destroy the nine tribes. Yan Xiaoyu couldn't help but choked with tears. Mingyue began to apply medicine for her. The cool medicine relieved her.
There was some burning pain, and she cried weakly.
Mingyue took the handkerchief from the waiter's hand, wiped her hands, looked at Yan Xiaoyu who was crying in Xiao Ninglan's arms, and said calmly, "It's okay now. I will personally help you with the medicine in the next few days. The pain has lasted for three days."
God, it won’t hurt anymore…”
Yan Xiaoyu choked, she really hurt, it hurt more than a silver needle left between her fingers.
Mingyue walked out, but Xiao Ninglan still refused to let go of Yan Xiaoyu. Yan Xiaoyu's tears wet his clothes. He refused to help her untie her acupuncture points and carried her to the bed.
"Yu'er, be good, don't cry anymore..." He comforted her lamely, but Yan Xiaoyu cried even harder.
"Does it hurt? Let me blow it for you, okay?" He picked up her ointment-covered finger, put it to his mouth, and blew it gently.
Yan Xiaoyu finally stopped crying and choked with sobs, "Please untie my acupuncture points..."
Xiao Ninglan looked at her and hesitated, "Then I'll untie it. You can't drive me out."
Yan Xiaoyu curled her lips and looked at him, then nodded slightly.
Xiao Ninglan reached out to untie her acupuncture points. Yan Xiaoyu sat up and was about to leave, but he grabbed her. He frowned and looked at her, "Where are you going?"
"I want to drink water." Yan Xiaoyu walked towards the round table.
Xiao Ninglan pulled her and refused to let go. He held her down and asked her to sit back on the bed, "I'll help you."
He stood up, poured tea and then walked to Yan Xiaoyu. Yan Xiaoyu held the tea cup in her hand and drank the tea carefully. She looked up at him from time to time and said a little distantly, "Actually, you don't have to blame yourself. I
I don’t blame you, and it was my fault from the beginning, I didn’t..."
Before she finished speaking, Xiao Ninglan covered her mouth. He looked at her meaningfully, shook his head slowly and said, "Xiaoyu, no matter what happened in the past, I will no longer blame you. Don't think about Yunzi anymore."
You and Feng Mochen, let’s start over, okay?”
It was probably the first time that he spoke in such a low voice. Yan Xiaoyu looked at him and forgot to close her mouth for a moment. Xiao Ninglan lowered her head and kissed her soft lips. Her lips were fragrant and soft, and he tasted them bit by bit.
Until she started to resist slightly, he increased his strength and penetrated her mouth with his spiritual tongue. This was not the first time she kissed him, but it was indeed the most attentive one. He carefully coaxed her and sucked her.
Licking her tongue.
The tea cup in Yan Xiaoyu's hand shook, and the tea had overflowed. Xiao Ninglan frowned because of the burning, and slowly left her lips. There was still a silver silk between the corners of her lips and his thin lips. He took it away.
The tea cup in her hand was raised with a big hand, and the tea cup flew to the round table not far away, without a drop of tea spilling.
Xiao Ninglan was breathing rapidly. He gently grabbed her wrists and slowly pressed her down. He held both her wrists with one hand and pressed them on top of her head. His voice was as gentle as the spring breeze, delicate.
Heya.
One of his hands began to untie her clothes. When Yan Xiaoyu realized what he was going to do, her body flexed and a look of horror appeared on her face. She kept shaking her head, "No..."
Xiao Ninglan took advantage of the situation and pressed her tightly, comforting her softly, "Yu'er, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you, and I will never hurt you again."
His kiss came to the center of her eyebrows, her eyes, ignoring her soft lips, sliding down all the way, and her clothes were completely taken off.
Yan Xiaoyu's nervousness and nightmares became relaxed under his delicate kiss. She gradually relaxed her body. With his movements, her delicate body began to heat up, and finally she completely collapsed under him.
Xiao Ninglan is indeed a master of flirting. She was young and immature, but she was quickly defeated. When her reason was washed away and she screamed involuntarily, he had just started.
From day to night, Yan Xiaoyu didn't know how many times she passed out. This coma was different from the past. This time, it was hearty and the stimulation was too much for her to bear.
At night, Yan Xiaoyu woke up slowly. Her whole body was sore and weak, as if she had been run over by a car. She moved her arms and found that her wrist was always in Xiao Ninglan's hand. He was lying on his side, maintaining a strange sleeping posture.
, and after looking carefully, I realized that he was actually afraid of touching his own fingers.
Yan Xiaoyu struggled for a moment, letting herself leave his arms, and pulled her wrist out of his hand. Xiao Ninglan opened her eyes, with an evil smile in her eyes, and he moved his body to let her fall into his arms again.
into his arms.
The two of them were naked and intertwined, and he whispered in her ear, "It seems that I was too tolerant to you yesterday and I wronged myself. On the contrary, your energy is good."
Yan Xiaoyu's face turned red and she shook her head hurriedly, but her head hit his jaw, causing him to groan in pain.
Xiao Ninglan's hands climbed up from her slender waist again, and his strong body was a little closer to her. Yan Xiaoyu felt that his body was getting hot, and she cried in fear, "I'm so tired..."
"We'll get tired later." Xiao Ninglan smiled evilly, lifted one of her jade legs with her big hands, and stepped forward.
On the other side, Feng Mochen held the black jade and faced the moonlight. He looked at the dark jade, laughed at himself, looked back at Bai Liruo and said, "Tell me, what is the relationship between Yun Ziyou and Ming Yue? Why is there a relationship between them?"
There’s black jade and there’s snow jade?”
Bai Liruo was picking flowers under the moonlight. The rows of bright red peonies made her snow-white clothes look spotless. She held a blooming flower, raised her head and said, "I also want to ask, what is the relationship between Mingyue and you?"
What does it have to do with time? Why does he always avoid you? We have been here for so long and we haven’t seen anyone else."
Feng Mochen smiled lightly, touched the bloody ink jade in his hand, shook his head and said, "Why is he avoiding you instead of me? Don't forget, we are inseparable."
Bai Liruo came forward with flowers in hand and placed a handful of peonies in Feng Mochen's arms. She raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "You must have a conscience. You know whether he is hiding from you or me. You know better.
There is Xiaoyu, she married into Xiliang because of you, did you really decide to just watch her suffer and stand by?"
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PS: Mingyue’s sweetheart is finally revealed. Those who came from "The Abandoned Concubine" should know this plot. After Yan Xiaoyu came through, she was mistaken for the Yan family’s youngest daughter and was raised in a boudoir. Later,
When she met Feng Mochen and Bai Liruo, she was sealed as the princess of Dong Chu and married to Xiliang behind her ears. She was a little bit of a loser here. If Yan Xiaoyu came from time to time, she wouldn't want the youngest daughter of the Yan family at all.
So where is the real youngest daughter of the Yan family? This is also a big foreshadowing of this article, dear friends, happy reading!