Golden Age Legitimate Fei

316. Frank, the death of Mrs. White

Looking at the appearance of ink repairing, Ye Li slightly frowned. After waking up, she always felt that there was something in her side that was glaring at her. Just now, Mo Xiuzhen deliberately scared away Mrs. White and made her feel even deeper.

Lifting his head and supporting the body, Ye Liu looked directly at the ink repairing, seemingly somewhat guilty, and whispered: "Repair, do you have anything to look at me?"

"Oh... of course not. Ari asked what to do?" Ink repaired with a smile, and the smile on his face was no longer comfortable.

Ye Li raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a smile. He asked: "Is it a girl who Wang Ye took on, and wants to welcome Wang Fu to add a mother to Xiao Bao?" Ink repaired his face slightly and smoked. The mouth of the mouth will take the glass back into his arms, and he said: "A Lihu said that the king only likes Ali." Yeli patted his back and asked: "What the **** is that?" Do you want to be so covert? I am not feeling well these days. Can I not ask myself after I am ready?"

Therefore, Ding Wangye is also a lot of stupid things that will be concerned about chaos. For example, he clearly knows that these things can't be stopped at all, unless he can kill anyone who knows this. But the subconscious, he just did not want Ari to see this side of himself.

For a while, Mo Xiu was only a bit boring: "I killed Bai Yuncheng's daughter."

Ye Li slightly stunned, thinking of the assassination of that day, Bai Qingning was by his side, whispered: "Is it because of the assassination of that day?" Mo Xiu looked at Ye Li, Shen Sheng: "With Ali Irrelevant, it is the king who sees her not pleasing to the eye.” Ye Liu smiled helplessly and sighed softly: “Although Bai Qingning’s sin is not dead, you don’t have to swear at me for this kind of thing?” Although many of the past lives are ingrained The concept has made her always accustomed to casual life, but at least in her mind, ink repair is more important than the irrelevant Bai Qingning. Moreover, after so many years, Ye Li is no longer accustomed to it, and sometimes it is not necessarily because someone is damned to kill him. There are many people who are not guilty of sin but who are not guilty of death but are afraid of death. There are more people who are damned. They are in their place, and in many cases they are involuntarily.

Ink repaired her eyes and fixed her eyes on her. After a while, she said: "I also killed a lot of Xiling dignitaries."

Ye Li was silent for a while before he sighed and asked: "How much?"

"Three percent." Mo Xiu was indifferent. The dignitaries of more than 30% of the Xiling Imperial City were killed by his full house, which is more shocking to the world than killing thousands of civilians.

For a long time, Ye Liu just regained his ink and repaired his arms, sighing softly: "You just want to let them tell me?" Ink repaired his head and caressed her hair, some dull words: "Ali Didn't you like me to kill people?" Ye Liu originally had some dignified mood and couldn't help but look up. He looked up at him without gassing. "Do you know that it is a murder? I am not in the temple." Bodhisattva, when you really want to kill the ring, you won’t be soft. If you are angry or for whatever reason, you will kill those dignitaries. What do you know about the servant who knows nothing? It’s ruining your own reputation. ""

Ink repaired her silently, he couldn’t control it for a while...

Looking at him like this, Ye Li can still get angry, raise his hand and touch his crumpled tight eyebrows, softly said: "Although I don't believe in the so-called karma, but killing too much, after all, there is a wounded and It is also easy to make people lose their minds. Repair, I hope that you are good." As early as in the city of Yecheng, Ye Li has already noticed, and the ink of Su Xiu’s heart is extremely amazing. He has been in good control over the years, but the effects of few out of control have been shocking enough. The reason is probably the sequelae of the hatred of the Mohist army and the two generations of the king of the year, which he did not want to make such out of control become the norm. Otherwise, the result can only be the same. First, he slowly calms down after completely releasing the murderous spirit in his heart. The other is to finally lose himself in such endless killing. No matter which one, you need countless people to come back to the cost of life.

"Ali..." Ink repaired his eyes and looked at his wife with a worried look. Some tired eyes lowered his eyes and leaned against the shoulders of Yeli. "Ali, I am so tired... Don't Leave me..." Ari’s worries he can understand, in fact he understands himself. For example, this time, it is clear that he has a better way to deal with it, but at that time, he had no idea what he thought, just thinking about killing all the people who hurt Ari. Other than that, he never thought about any possibility. This result, even if he still feels not bad, but he also understands that there are also many hidden dangers.

Ye Li reached out and held his hand, gently placed on his still flat abdomen, smiled and said: "How can I leave you? We still have a small treasure now has a new baby." In her abdomen hand, she whispered softly and asked: "If there is no child?" Ye Liu smiled and said: "If there is no child, I am afraid that it is Wang Ye, you have to look at other people?" Lifting her small chin, let her face her own eyes: "This king does not care about children, even if there are no children, I only need one."

In such an era, this is the most affectionate love for women. The glazed smile, and he looked at him jokingly: "Wang Ye is saying this now is late." Now they all have one child and there will be another one. The sensibility of this sentence will naturally be greatly reduced. It is.

Seeing Ye Li seems to be really lifeless, and the smile of Mo Xiu’s eyes is slowly opening. Gentlely, she circled her arms and smiled: "This king is talking about the words of the lungs. If it is not the child of Ari, what is the use of the king to come?"

"Right, what does that white lady want to see me at this time?" In the arms of ink repair, Ye Li asked softly. Ink repaired his eyebrows and didn't care much. "So many of the powerful homes have fallen. In the past few days, the king is drying the white house. It is estimated that Bai Yuncheng is in a hurry."

"Would you like to abandon the white house?" Ye Li asked curiously. The white family was the family of Xiling, and it was the first to vote. No matter how in love, the palace was changed to the white house. But now that Mo Xiuzhen did not hesitate to kill the white house niece, naturally there is a plan to abandon the white family. Ink repaired nodded and said: "There are not a few people in Baijiatong who can use it, not to mention the consistent wall grass. At the beginning, Lei Zhenduo turned to Lei Zhenduo. Now we have just entered the imperial city and then turned back. Ding Wangfu. Although the knowledge of the time is also a bit of a bit, but some people have done too much... it makes people feel ugly. The big family of the white family is there, if it is important, it will make others feel unfair, if it is idle, Bai Yuncheng has to go back in the morning and evening, but it is better to solve it. As for the family of the shackles, hey! The king does not want Xiaobao to marry a woman with a white name."

When I mentioned this, I suddenly felt a little speechless. As a family of more than two hundred years, I couldn’t find a few talented people to go up. Such a family has not only prospered for two hundred years, but even once became one of the most powerful families in Xiling. It must be said that this is a wonderful thing. In other words, the white family is not a person who is not outstanding, but these people have never used their minds in the place where they are used. From the heart, Ye Li does not want to have a long-standing existence of the royal family. This is a so-called post-妃 family. Not to mention anything else, close relatives have a bad influence on the genes of the offspring.

"Do you have any plans? Do you need me to meet this white lady?" Ye Liu asked.

Ink repaired his head and shook his head. "No, you are farther away from the white, and the woman is not quite right."

"Well?" Ye Li raised her eyebrows. She only had a few quick eyes, but she did not see what was wrong with Mrs. White. Ink repaired a sigh of relief: "She dares to want the king to shun, but she is scared to speak by the king? If it is really important for the family to be related to the rise and fall of the family, she is really scared. If you don’t come up on the ground, you will also say it. The master of the White House will never forget the measure like an ignorant woman."

"What does she mean?" In the arms of ink repair, Ye Liu has a lazy way. Since I woke up, the whole person seemed to be lazy, and even the brain was too lazy.

Ink repaired faintly: "I don't know yet, but I will make people stare at her."

"Well, okay..." Ye Liu’s voice was a little bit tired, and Mo Xiu was no longer talking. He looked down at the person who closed his eyes and slowly fell into his sleep, his eyes soft and watery.

"Wang..." Feng Zhiyao stepped into the door and was stopped by the cold eyes of Mo Xiu. It happened that I was fortunate enough to see that the eyes of Ding Wang Ye changed from the ultimate gentle moment to the phoenix of the cold ice. I couldn’t help but secretly sneak my mother: This is too special to see the color of forgetting friends, there is no **** in the opposite sex. As if looking at the belly of Feng Zhiyao’s heart, Mo Xiu slammed the glass and returned to the room. Feng Sangong, who has something to complain about, has to follow the words without a word.

When the ink repaired and settled the Yeli, he turned and went out and glanced at the phoenix who stood at the door and asked for his words: "What?"

Feng Zhiyao gave a soft cough and pulled back the thoughts that he didn't know where to go. He replied: "There have been people who have followed Bai's. After the door, Bai's look seems to be wrong. It seems that he has just been princely. I was scared to say that half of the clothes were loaded." Ink repaired ink repairs were not accidental, and asked: "What does she want to see in Ali?"

Feng Zhiyao shook his head and touched his chin thoughtfully: "A few days ago, Wang Ye just killed her daughter. Will she be... want to take revenge for her daughter? Hey...should not, where did she come from? So bold?"

"Revenge? Shouldn't you find this king?"

Feng Zhiyao looked at him with a sinful look. "Wang Ye, even if Bai’s has no knowledge, he should know that he wants to move your old man even if she re-borrows ten times. Isn’t it enough? There is a saying that is coming. ...if you want your enemy to die, you will ruin the person he cares most. Ah?"

"What..." Mo Xiuzhen was silent for a long while, nodding his head and agreeing with Feng Zhiyao's speculation. "Let people stare at Bai's, and immediately kill her if there is any move! No... now let people kill her. "Ali is now inconvenient to get pregnant. Although the guards of Mo Jiajun and Qilin are very reliable, there is nothing in this world that is absolutely safe." The safest thing is... kill all the dangers before things happen!

Feng Zhiyao helplessly, Wang Ye, your thoughts are also running too fast, this is only a subordinate guess. However, Wang Ye is the biggest, and Wang Ye has the final say. Feng Zhiyao is irresponsible to think about it. After a while, people will check whether Bai’s motivation is really wrong, or just let it go. In the unlikely event that something is really going on, I am afraid that the remaining one-third of the royalties in the Imperial City will not be preserved.

"Subordinate to obey, this is going to do."

Ink repaired his nod, and looked at the phoenix's distant steps, and Mo Xiu suddenly called to call him, cold and secluded: "Feng San, is this king very old?"

Feng Zhiyao’s foot is awkward, and his heart screams silently: In fact, it’s not Wang Hao’s pregnancy, but Wang’s old man, this tempering mood has become too fast.

"How come? Wang Ye is clearly the time when the young and the rich are rejuvenated and the righteousness is right." Can it? Look at your white hair, and then you will vomit.

Ink repaired nodded and said indifferently: "Let's go."

Mrs. White returned to the government and had not entered the hall. Bai Yuncheng greeted her anxiously. "Mrs. How is it?" Mrs. White looked at her husband with some eccentric look and bowed her head. Bai Yuncheng couldn’t help but jump, and quickly took Mrs. White into the hall and asked: "Mrs. How do you say Wang Ding?"

Mrs. White shook her head and didn't talk. Bai Yuncheng was in a hurry. She even said: "What is the meaning of Ding Wang Yu? You are talking." Mrs. White whispered: "Ding Wang has always been at the side of Ding Wang, I have never The method alone shows Wang Hao.” Bai Yuncheng frowned and asked: “Even so, you can also test the meaning of Ding Wang. Can you see the two thoughts?”

Mrs. White looked up and looked at Bai Yuncheng, and suddenly he laughed. Bai Yuncheng looked strangely at her and asked: "What the **** are you doing? Is it uncomfortable?"

"Master... Do you remember our Ning children?"

Bai Yuncheng, what happened? The daughter who just passed away has not been buried yet. How can he not remember? If it weren't for this daughter, maybe the White House would not fall into such a passive situation. Now that the Xiling Emperor has left the Imperial City with him, even if he still has any thoughts, he will become empty. Nowadays, in addition to the shackles of the Ding Wangfu, they have no other way to go, but before this, Bai Qingning greatly offended the king.

Bai Yuncheng thought that he did not show any expression, but the white lady who had been staring at him saw the resentment of that moment and looked at it. The half-downed eyes endured the tears in his eyes. Mrs. White suddenly smiled and said: "Master, the king will not let us go." Bai Yuncheng did not understand, and pulled a white lady and asked sharply: "What do you mean? what have you done?"

Mrs. White raised her hand and waved his hand and grabbed her hand. She hated: "I have nothing to do! I only hate myself and can't do anything!"

Yes, she really wants to go to see Ye Zi’s chance to kill her and avenge her daughter. In her life, she was only a daughter of Qing Ning, who grew up in a thousand pets, but she could only watch her as she was killed by the king. As long as she closes her eyes every time, she seems to hear her daughter’s miserable voice echoing in her ear. "Mother...help, I don't want to die! I am awkward..." It's all because of Yeli, if not because How can she decide **** her daughter, how can her daughter die? The most important thing is that Ye Li is still the favorite woman of Ding Wang. As long as she is dead, Mrs. White can almost imagine how crazy the king will be.

It’s a pity... it’s not all that she expected. After being stabbed, Ding Wang will not let any unfamiliar person close to Ding Wang. And the panic of a moment also left her a flaw. On the way back, she knew that the person behind the palace had followed her. Although she didn’t know where it was, she could feel a pair of eyes staring at herself all the time. . She knows... White is finished, and she has lost the only chance to avenge her daughter. But she is not reconciled...

"What the **** is going on?" Bai Yuncheng asked anxiously. This is related to the survival of the White House.

Mrs. White smiled and smiled at him. "You don't want to know what I said to Wang Hao today. I didn't say anything...because, I originally wanted to kill Yeli, but, However, Mo Xiu has always been around her, and there are opportunities for martial arts everywhere. I have no chance..."

"You are crazy!" Bai Yuncheng said with amazement to Mrs. White: "Do you know what you are doing? Do you want to ruin the white house?"

Mrs. White laughed and looked confused. "My daughter is gone. What do I want to do with Baijia? Master, Qingning is our biological daughter. She was killed by ink repair. You have nothing in one sentence. Still all day. Thinking about how to please your enemies, do you have any heart? I am every day... I hear my daughter crying every day, saying that she is awkward, saying that she does not want to die... she wants me to avenge her..."

Bai Yuncheng pushed her away and said coldly: "I don't have a heart. I haven't known a daughter for so many years. I have been killed by the king seven days ago. Xiaojiu, twelve, how can I not see you distressed? They are also children of the White House."

"They are just slaves. What is it worth to feel? How can you compare with my Ninger!" White Lady disdained. Those slaves are scorpions, but there are a few of them who are next to each other and how can they compare with her daughter? Her daughter was originally able to be a queen, and they all blame... all blame Bai Yuncheng! If he did not want to send his daughter to Dingwangfu, how could his daughter die?

"I don't want to talk to you about this crazy woman!" Bai Yuncheng waved his sleeves. He didn't think that at this time, he was the one who was always very satisfied with his own. At this time, Bai Yuncheng refused to send Mrs. White, and turned to go to the study. He had to find someone to discuss what should be done later. I only hope that this woman will not reveal any flaws to let the king see it, otherwise the white house will be finished.

Looking at the departure of Bai Yuncheng's head, Mrs. White did not care, and ignored the surprised eyes of the next person and some messy and easy to sway back into his yard.

Some of the dimly lit rooms of Mrs. White are not realistic of the room of the master of a family. Into the room, Mrs. White retired and slammed the door behind her. Go to the innermost part of the room where the sinking curtains are drooping, and reveal a black lacquered tablet in the curtain. What is written above is the words "Love the woman Bai Qingning's spirit position".

Mrs. White looked lovingly at the cards on the table and raised her hand and gently stroked it. It seems that this is not a cold plate but the beautiful and elegant daughter.

"Ninger, I am sorry, all of them are useless... Mother can't save you, now I don't even want to avenge you. You can't care about you, but you will remember you, but you will be good. Going to reincarnation, the girl will revenge for you. You don’t want to enter the mother’s dream again...” Mrs. White’s remarks to the spiritual brother gradually turned into a whimper. Since her daughter's death, Mrs. White has not slept in a sense of security. Every time I close my eyes, I see my daughter's various pictures appear in front of me. The most astounding thing is that her daughter was tortured and mourned by all kinds of torture, and she always let White Lady wake up from her dreams.

Since Bai Qingning died, Mrs. White has been afraid to see her body. Although the people who received the confession said that the lady did not seem to suffer much, but Mrs. White was always unable to settle down. In fact, some sorrows and uneasiness in her heart, when she suddenly wanted to kill Bai Qingning, she was really scared. Even though she did not ask her daughter for help, she watched her daughter being towed away. Sometimes she even dreamed that her daughter was **** and asked her for her life. Under the pressure of various pains, Mrs. White’s hatred against the palace was getting more and more fierce. As long as you kill Yeli... As long as you kill Yeli for Qingning, Qingning will forgive her, right?

Outside the door, the hidden corner. The two dark guards heard the words of Mrs. White clearly, and one person made a look at his companion: Feng Sangong told him that if Mrs. White really had a bad heart for Wang Hao, he would kill directly.

Another person nodded blankly: of course, to kill. If she really did something for her, Wang Ye would be crazy. They don't want to receive the anger of the prince.

The two guards rushed to a chill, and their eyes turned to the white lady who was still in the room.

Mrs. White said to her daughter's spiritual position for a long time before she finally stopped. When she turned around, she only felt a cold in the abdomen, and then a bitter pain. Looking at the black man who suddenly appeared in front of him and the dagger piercing his abdomen, Mrs. White’s eyes were filled with fear: No, she still didn’t want to die!

"Go with peace of mind, your daughter is waiting for you on Huangquan Road." The eyes of the dark guards were a little mournful, but the men sent them without mercy. A string of bright red blood drips from the white husband's population to his hand, and Mrs. White's eyes are finally losing their luster.

------Off topic ------

In fact, when I wrote this white lady, I suddenly felt that I was listening poorly. Khan... My three views are crumbling from the perspective of the protagonist. But we still have to say that it is not right to kill people casually. Of course, everyone knows this. Run away from the lid...