Pretty Her

Yun Rong listened enthusiastically, listening to Yun Cheng's work done by Xiao Yan.

The former animosity towards Xiao Yue turned into envy and longing at this moment. Envious of him holding whatever power he wants, do whatever he wants, and longing for his beloved woman.

He knew that Xiao Yan should like Yun Yan. If you don't like it, how can you do this.

The light leaked from the window frame and shone on the bronze mirror, reflecting his figure, Yun Yan, and a Chinese dress. Yun Rong suddenly lost his energy. He leaned on Yun Cheng's shoulders as he was a child. He looked depressed, and asked, "Brother, am I useless?"

Yun Cheng frowned and patted his back: "Being born is not necessary, for A Rong you can do whatever you want."

Yun Rong was silent.

Like intentionally comparing the next day, Yun Rong took the initiative to propose to the emperor that Jin Yun's position should be promoted.

Xiao Yan can give her absolute support, so can he. As a queen, he can do much more in the harem than Xiao Yan.

Yun Rong thought, he couldn't be compared.

But God deliberately played tricks on him. As soon as he finished talking proudly, the emperor over there took out Xiao Xiao's playbook: "In the early days of today, Xiao Aiqing requested the seal to be copied, based on the hexagrams of the hexagram of the Chaohui heaven. Ms. Yun Shufei. "

Yun Rong clenched his sleeves resentfully.

Another step slower.

I knew that the last time the emperor proposed to him to concubine, he would respond immediately. It's better now to give others a chance to behave for nothing.

Yun Rong regretted his intestines being green. With this regret, he regretted his illness and couldn't even catch Qiu Hunting.

The emperor happily ordered Yunyao to go hunting in autumn alone. Yunrong struggled to get up, but couldn't get up. He could only watch as Yunyun followed the emperor out of the palace. Yunrong thought it was heartbreaking. Scratching his lungs, his face is full of gloomy expression, resentment.

The Li family was completely overthrown by Xiao Yan. The queen mother lost her maiden house and was depressed shortly after being kicked out of the palace. It was not known whether she was really violent and died or was victimized. Nothing can be known because the emperor did not investigate. Not only did he not check, but he did not let others check. It stands to reason that the queen queen died, and the country should be mourned, but the emperor did not announce the death of the queen queen, but chose not to secretly mourn.

Before the autumn hunt, the emperor left the virtual spirit in the palace and ordered him to surpass the Queen Mother in secret. Knowing that the Ethereal couldn't follow Qiu Hunting together, Yun Xie lost his temper to the Emperor, but the Emperor took the heart to leave the Ethereal and said, "You always ask the Ethereal Master for the Dharma, and go on like this, I'm really afraid that you will become a monk someday. This autumn hunting, you and I will be bothered. "

When Yun Yan heard the sourness in his words, he stopped in time. But she was still not assured. She remembered the death of the previous soul, and went to Yunrong on the eve of her departure.

At this moment, Yun Rong was distressed by the fact that he was compared by Xiao Yan, and his cloak sat under the window and looked at the flowers and trees outside the temple in a daze.

There is a swing under the flower tree, which is made according to the swing in the back garden of Yunfu. Although the two swings were different, they were all made by him. The one in Yunfu was the year of Yun's fourth birthday. In order to seduce Yun to be fooled, he deliberately gave Yun Ye a swing. He wanted to lie to her to play on the swing, and then took the opportunity to kill her on her birthday.

But Yun Yun's heart softened when he sat on the swing and laughed like a bell. A swing swing is ten years. In the meantime, he rocked the swing for her, and he could just fall her down with a single force, but he never did it once.

Later Yun Yun entered the palace, and he set up the same swing in the palace.

But never again had the chance to shake the swing for her.

Yun Rong wanted to get to God, regained strength, and a figure appeared in his eyes.

On the swing under the flowering tree, a lovely person in the national scenery gently shakes the swing.

Yun Rong opened his eyes wide, thinking he was wrong, and quickly rubbed his eyes. Opening her eyes again, she was still sitting on the swing.

It wasn't his fantasy, it was true, she came to him.

Yun Rongxi was so overwhelmed that he stepped out of his skirt and stepped out of the threshold. He suddenly thought of something, promptly gathered a smile on his face, and wanted to calm down, but his steps couldn't slow down anyway.

Sweating with sweat all the way to the swing, he straightly asked, "Yun Zhaoyi, oh no, Concubine Yun, do you have anything to do in this palace?"

He remembered those words that had threatened her before. She said that she could only be promoted to a concubine if she had a child, and now she only feels pain.

Yun Zheng supported the swing vine with one hand, and stretched out a hand like Bai Yushuangxue towards Yun Rong, and that hand swayed gently in the air, and then clouded Rong unconsciously.

When he returned to God, he had walked behind Yun Yi, and started swinging for her.

She wasn't afraid of falling down by him, and shouted delicately in her mouth, "Higher, higher."

Yun Rong grasped her strength so that she would be happy in the air without falling. He heard her laugh, as if he had gone back to those years.

The pain and entanglement he hid, because of her existence, became unbearable. Even if his pain comes from her.

Suddenly she made him stop, Yun Rong busily stabilized and watched her gasping and smiling at him. He hadn't seen her show such a bright smile in front of him for a long time. Since she returned to the palace, she has always been with him. The tit-for-tat, even a laugh, is a mocking and smug smile.

She noticed his gaze and ordered him to say, "I'm thirsty."

Yun Rong hurriedly set aside her eyes, and her mouth was righteous: "As a concubine, how dare you let the queen swing the swing for you, Concubine Yun Shu, you are so brave."

She stared at him and pursed his lips.

Yun Rong turned his back, remained silent for half a second, ran into the house and served tea.

She took his tea, thanked him sweetly, and he did not stubbornly, humming.

After she drank the tea and shoved the tea cup into his hand, he took it naturally, pointing to the swing subconsciously: "Are you still playing?"

She shook her head and Yingying stood up. "No more playing. I'm going out and I want to sit inside."

He raised his chin, pretending not to care, and led his way carelessly.

The palace people have been driven out by him, and they are the only one in the temple. He lifted his eyes to see what she was looking down, probably sweating on her forehead, and she wanted to wipe but forgot to bring a silk slip.

Yun Rong took out a spar from his cuff and wanted to pass it, hanging his hand in the air, and finally chose to throw it.

Throw it to Yun's face.

She frowned at him, picked up the spar, and wiped her sweat as she said, "It's really important to come to the queen's mother today."

She called the queen queen and not her sister, and he panicked.

Yun Yun: "I was going to vomit in that day, I would like to thank my queen mother for speaking for me."

Yun Rong lost his spirit.

It turned out to be him. I thought she was here to make peace with him.

Yun Ji's tone changed: "The emperor will remain the host of the virtual spirit in the palace, and I hope that the queen lady will do her best."

Yun Rong froze. "Good, what do you say that virtual spirits do?"

Yun Zheng put down Sipa and drew a smile: "Because I don't want the queen lady to make a wrong decision."

In the previous life, Xu Ling, as an ordinary monk, followed the presidency and preached in the palace. Yun Rong murdered Xu Ling under his own hands, breaking Yun Xu's last sustenance, and Xu Ling's death became the last straw that overwhelmed the camel. Soon after, Yun Yan chose to commit suicide.

Yun Rong was a little guilty, and he didn't dare to see Yun Yan, and quietly took the silk sip she had sweated for fun.

For the men who appeared next to Yun Rong, although he also hated them, what he hated most was the virtual spirit. Even though Xu Ling had to save Yun Ji despite his life's worries, he still hated him. Not why, because the virtual spirit once had Yun's admiration.

No one has such precious things, and they only have one. Ethereal is not cherished.

What Yun Rong was most afraid of was not the emperor's possession of Yun Xun, or Xiao Xuan's grabbing of Yun Xing's attention, but the resurgence of the virtual spirit.

When Yunling entered the palace as the host of Bailu Temple, Yun Rong was surprised. He knew that Xu Ling had gone out, but he did not know when Xu Ling went to Bailu Temple. And every time he drove Yun Zheng out of the palace, he sent her to the White Deer Temple.

All things connected, he inevitably thought too much. He even suspected that Ethereal had entered the palace this time in order to take Yun Yun and her to elope.

Yun Zheng moved forward and grabbed Yun Rong's sleeves. He said in a serious tone and opened his door, "I don't allow you to move him."

Yun Rong no longer concealed: "Do you still love him, Yun Yun, I know, I know that you have been thinking about him forever!"

Yun Yan: "I don't."

Yun Rong looked sad: "You didn't? You didn't ask me to tell me what to do!"

Yun Yan: "Because I'm afraid you killed him."

Yun Rong sneered, "Why should I kill him."

Yun Yan turned his eyes quietly, his eyes were dark and deep, and he blinked unconsciously, as if he could see the bottom of his heart: "Because you are jealous."

Yun Rong's eyelids jumped.

He opened his mouth to ask, and when he reached his mouth, he dared not ask, swallowed his stomach, and replaced him with vicious words: "Even if I kill him."

Yun Zheng: "If you kill him, I will commit suicide."

Yun Rong's lips trembled, and her whole strength seemed to be taken away. He sat there idly, looking at her beautiful face like a flower.

The snake hit seven inches, and she just pinched his vital point.

Yun Rong tried to fight back, and then said it, but he was pale and weak: "You are best dead."

The opposite person stood up.

He thought she was leaving, but Yu Guang glimpsed her dress getting closer and closer.

She sat down next to him. Her unrestrained peony embroidered skirt was stacked with his phoenix nine robe, and she leaned closer and whispered in his ear: "Is that true, do you hope that I die?"

He used to be arrogant in front of her, but now he is half a head short, his head sinking deep and he cannot lift it up.

"Concubine Yun, what you said today in front of this palace, this palace reads that you are the first offender, and will not be held accountable, if there is next time ..."

She insisted, and a lip was almost on his face, and asked, "If there is one next time, will you kill me yourself?"

She was too close, and his heart was almost jumping out of his chest. As soon as he lifted his eyes, he could see the bright flowers in her forehead, charming and charming, lively and fragrant.

He also ordered the same calyx between her.

At this moment she raised her hand, and her white fingers touched his forehead, and then slid all the way down, finally holding his hand.

Yun Rong's heartbeat missed half a beat.

Just when he thought she was going to do something, the next second, she took his hand and put it on her neck.

The slender neck was broken immediately. She smiled and looked at him with no fear: "Come, you kill me now, anyway, don't you think I'm annoying me, kill me, and you'll be one hundred."

Yun Rong pushed her away.

Yun Zheng fell to the ground halfway with a smile on her face: "Go to the palace, fight for pets, imprisonment, sister, do you do all this, don't you think it's ridiculous?" She pursed her lips and changed her mouth: "No, no, you shouldn't call your sister Should call you— "

The elongated tail ended up with two words: "Second Brother."

Yun Rong rushed forward.

He put his hand on her neck again and shivered, "What did you just call me?"

Yun Zheng raised his chin without fear, and called out charmingly: "Second Brother."