Yun Ziyou turned around, and Xiao Ninglan was standing in the Jingxiao Palace dressed in black, with a few silver needles that had not yet been shot between his fingers, his cold eyes, and the moonlight behind the cold light.
"You're not dead yet?" Yun Ziyou sneered. He was already sober from the alcohol. He stood up and looked at the man as beautiful as a poppy in the darkness in the moonlight.
Xiao Ninglan was indeed so beautiful that it was difficult to describe in words. If he had restrained his sharpness before when he was on the throne, now he has completely exposed his inner and outer sharpness.
Yes, he doesn't need to worry too much now. He is no longer Xiao Ninglan in the world. He is just Yan Xiaoyu's husband, an ordinary man, Xiao Ninglan.
Xiao Ninglan looked at Yun Ziyou, who was a little careless, and narrowed her eyes slightly. After becoming the emperor, shouldn't he be more imposing? Why is he like this now?
Withdrawing the silver needle from his fingertips, he said coldly, "Yes, I disappoint you, but I'm still alive..."
"Where is Xiaoyu? Why are you here if you are not with Xiaoyu alive?" Yun Ziyou wanted to laugh, but couldn't. He found that he was jealous of the man in front of him. Why, when he wanted to be the emperor, he would be the crown prince.
Why, when he didn't want to be the emperor, he could just let it go without hesitation? Even Yan Xiaoyu was obsessed with him.
Xiao Ninglan glanced at the woman on the dragon bed and found that the woman showed no sign of waking up. There was a slight look of disappointment on her handsome face, "I am here to take away my wife's body."
His words were categorical and calm, but Yun Ziyou smiled. He pulled out the sword on the tent, looked at Sen Han's blade, and said coldly, "Then show your true strength..."
"I won't fight you because you are the king of Xiliang, Yun Ziyou. If you really want to go to jail as the king, you'd better hand over Yu'er's body to me!" Xiao Ninglan answered coldly.
Yun Ziyou sneered even more, why didn't he know this truth? Now the Sixth Palace is empty and the post is vacant. Many ministers have made some criticisms, but they are all suppressed by the old prince one by one. But except for Yan Xiaoyu, he has no one.
don't want!
"Xiao Ninglan, if you say this, why don't you kneel down when you see the king?" Yun Ziyou smiled mockingly, looking like he was deliberately trying to embarrass himself.
"You are not qualified!" Xiao Ninglan kept his eyes on the woman on the dragon bed. He stepped forward, but Yun Ziyou's long sword had already attacked, and he dodged.
The door of Jingxiao Palace was knocked open with a "bang", and a panting woman stood at the door. The woman was dusty and looked like she had traveled a long way. When she saw Yun Ziyou pointing a sword at Xiao Ninglan, Xiao Ninglan
With no intention of fighting back, she was blown in front of Xiao Ninglan like the wind, blocking Yun Ziyou's sword.
Yun Ziyou frowned, retracted his sword, and raised his voice, "Xiaoyu?"
The woman rolled her eyes and called, "Brother..."
She stepped forward and took Yun Ziyou's arm. Yun Ziyou was confused by this strange thing. He looked at the ghost woman who came in with a questioning look in his eyes.
Without saying a word, Xiao Ninglan walked around Yun Ziyou and was about to hug the woman's body on the dragon bed, but Yun Ziyou drew his sword again and blocked him.
"Ziyou, it's just a corpse, why should you be persistent?" Ghost Woman said coldly, frowning as she looked at the two extremely outstanding men facing each other.
"Yes, yes, it's just a corpse, give it to him..." Xiao Hanjing said haha.
Yun Ziyou glared at her, "Who are you? Where is Yan Xiaoyu?"
Xiao Hanjing's eyes were rolling. She couldn't tell him that Yan Xiaoyu's soul was gone, right? Otherwise, if Yan Xiaoyu who was on the dragon bed before woke up, wouldn't he be able to let go of that cold body?
"Brother, I'm Jing'er. Let Xiao Ninglan go first and let him take away that corpse. I'll explain to you slowly what happens next, okay?" Xiao Hanjing looked at Yun Ziyou anxiously.
Both people are made of wood.
Yun Ziyou frowned and looked Xiao Hanjing up and down. Could it be that Xiao Hanjing's soul has returned?
However, Xiao Hanjing winked fiercely at Yun Ziyou. The ghost woman stepped forward, picked up the body of the woman on the dragon couch and threw it to Xiao Ninglan, "Let's go. From now on, you are not allowed to step into the palace again!"
Xiao Ninglan looked at the cold and delicate body of the woman in her arms, frowning together. When his sinister eyes passed over Xiao Hanjing, Xiao Hanjing avoided it in a panic. He hugged his body and left step by step. Xiao Hanjing relaxed.
tone.
Her relieved look was caught by the corner of his eyes. His footsteps stopped there, and he suddenly turned to look at Yun Ziyou, "I won't just leave like this, I want to find out the whole story!"
When Yun Ziyou saw him walking away with Xiaoyu's body, his heart was already hanging in his throat. He stopped. Naturally, he wanted what he wanted. He strode forward and snatched Yan Xiaoyu from his arms. He coldly
She said in a voice, "This palace is yours. If you want to leave, it's better to stay and continue to be your emperor. Just give me my Xiaoyu!"
Yun Ziyou walked back to the bed childishly, holding the cold body, and placed the woman's delicate body on the dragon bed. As if he was afraid that she would be frightened, he patted her shoulder, "Don't be afraid, it's okay..."
Xiao Hanjing looked angry and funny. After her eyes touched Xiao Ninglan's probing eyes, she quickly avoided it.
The ghost woman walked up to Xiao Ninglan with a cold face, "You can't stay. Too many people know you. Do you want to kill Ziyou?"
Xiao Ninglan said nothing, looking at Xiao Hanjing who was looking around but not looking at him, a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes, he took out a thin piece of paper from his sleeve, and then
Wear it on your face.
Xiao Hanjing wanted to laugh, but she couldn't. Then a handsome but plain face appeared in front of her eyes. The curve of the corners of her lips froze for a moment. Time was brought back to the river, and a person in the middle of a drama appeared in front of her.
A poisonous man takes good care of a crazy woman.
She looked at those deep eyes and turned around quickly. A complex expression flashed through her clear eyes. Xiao Ninglan, don't test me again. I just don't want to hurt you, and keep the best memories of each other.
Think, isn’t it good?
"Yan Xiaoyu——" Xiao Ninglan shouted coldly. He did not let go of the helplessness in her clear eyes, nor did he miss the complicated look on her face. If she was not Yan Xiaoyu, she would not recognize this look on her face.
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PS: I wrote another chapter and uploaded it. That’s it for today’s update. I’ve been feeling really decadent lately and I don’t have the spirit to work hard anymore.