My ex-boyfriend is always pestering me [Quick Time Travel]

The room closed by the attendants was filled with tranquility, and the wafting incense smelled sweet and intoxicating.

Jiang Ya gradually felt stuffy, so she untied Xuanhu Qiu.

A faint voice sounded from behind.

"You really worked hard."

"Xian'er is so cowardly, it is far from enough to become a king."

Sending her to northern Xinjiang to witness some bloody and brutal scenes is to hope that she will be stimulated to suppress the determination of women.Naturally, there is no need to worry about safety issues, Jiang Ya has already taken care of everything.

He raised his head, leaned against the chest of the person behind him, touched from the Taoist robe with a smile, and there was already a small porcelain bottle in his hand.

"I said...does this medicine really work?"

"kindness."

Jiang Ya uncorked the bottle and poured out a red pill, which shattered in his palm with a light pinch.

"It's really unexpected that there will be such a magical medicine."

Crushed into medicinal powder and sprinkled in the incense burner, the dense smoke can pull people into the most yearning illusion, intoxicated and believed to be true.If he hadn't watched the female minister sleep dazedly in the female minister's mansion, and when Youyou woke up with a smooth face, Jiang Ya would never have believed such absurd things.

Being locked up in the female minister's mansion for seven or eight days, Jiang Ya almost laughed at the female minister's smug eyes every day thinking that the illusion had come true.

The woman thought that she had been playing with her wantonly, but in fact, the victim and her little lover had sex on the big bed at her house.

Fuck, the setting of the supporting role is a bit against the sky.

He poured the powder in his palm onto the ground, floating like a magnificent snowfall.

"Does this medicine work for everyone?"

Musha covered his hand and interlocked his fingers.

"I can make it, so I can see it, Yan'er, don't try to play tricks on me."

Jiang Ya touched her nose and grinned without any panic.

"Just curious, you can't be omnipotent, can you really refine the longevity pill if you are omnipotent?"

"Do you want me to practice, or not?"

Jiang Ya didn't answer directly.

Even though he is very familiar with Mu Sha, Jiang Ya is not stupid enough to reveal all his plans, and always leaves a way out, which is his consistent principle.

"Your Majesty woke up for several hours yesterday, clamoring to see you, I'm afraid he can't wait."

Musha stroked his black hair, his eyes were half bright and half dark.

"Not to mention longevity pills, I can still make other pills."

Jiang Ya punched him angrily, her joking tone mixed with sly seriousness.

"Mu Lang, there are other ways to have a child, how about you give birth to me?"

Musha's hand slid to his slender neck, on which were the mottled marks left by himself in the past few days, which were vivid and vivid.

Unconsciously, the voice became hoarse, and he said slowly: "It seems that I am still too soft-hearted to make you feel this way."

Jiang Ya froze, pursed her mouth in grievance.

"Mu Lang, if you treat me so cruelly, I will run away."

run away.

Just the same as before.

The boy who was still intimate with him yesterday disappeared within a day and night, and all the traces of his sudden disappearance seemed to be a premeditated deception, and he fled thousands of miles away with his whole passionate and hasty heart.

And the self who was left behind was sad and helpless with a ridiculous amount of affection.

Jiang Ya was sensitive to his sudden strange emotion, and looked back at him suspiciously.

"Mulang, what's wrong?"

In an instant, the raging storm was forced into the deep sea, and Musha said calmly, "It's nothing."

It's nothing.

You just won't be allowed to... escape again.

Zhong Xian's departure made the female minister even more unscrupulous, and she seemed to be a tyrant with power over the court. There were even folk rumors that the female minister had ordered someone to embroider a dragon robe in the mansion. Everyone knew Sima Zhao's heart .

But His Majesty's condition is getting worse and worse, and there are few times when he is awake, the medicine does not enter, and he becomes thinner and thinner. Everyone knows that His Majesty's time is approaching, and it is only a matter of time.

The early spring finally ushered in a bit of warmth after the winter snow melted. The bright sunlight warmed his body. Jiang Ya especially liked to bask in the sun.

Mu Sha sat aside to grind herbs, Jiang Ya looked at his concentrating side face, and sneaked up on him with malicious intentions.

Musha grabbed his wrist without looking up.

"From tomorrow, I will make a medicinal meal for the morning drink."

Jiang Ya stared and protested strongly.

"I don't want to drink it! It's really bitter!"

This body is used to living a life of pampering and pampering, it is very delicate, and it accidentally caught a cold and even fell ill for several days.After the wind and cold recovered, Mu Sha prepared a medicinal diet for him every night to strengthen Jiang Ya's physique.

But Jiang Ya finds it bitter, and tries to avoid it every time.

Because her death behavior led to a darker life, Jiang Ya cursed herself fiercely, and just wanted to show off her cuteness to please Mu Sha, when a servant suddenly walked in from outside the palace.

The attendant, who had already been bought by Musha, lowered his head, his respectful tone had a trace of fear.

"Your Majesty, His Majesty is awake...and wants to see you."

"Your Majesty wants to see me?"

Jiang Ya froze for a moment, then curled the corners of her lips.

Counting the days, this should be the time to return to the light.

Now His Majesty's reputation is weak, and no one can do anything to him if he refuses to obey the edict. It's good to just meet him once, and some things should come to a complete end. You can't let His Majesty use so many shady tricks on you in vain. .

A grievance must be repaid, the way of a gentleman.

Yutian Palace is still the same as before, resplendent and luxurious, but in fact it is just an empty shelf with vain appearance.The scattered attendants stood by the bed, and when they saw Jiang Ya coming, they all retreated quietly.

Really, the frail majesty sat up in his clothes, his sunken cheeks were covered with sickly blue-gray, and his muddy eyes suddenly burst out with fanaticism when he looked at Jiang Ya, and his voice was hoarse as if he was about to be torn apart. spider web.

"Yan'er, come here quickly, come to my side."

She eagerly stretched out her hand, as if restraining herself to maintain the last dignity of the emperor.

Jiang Yali stood one meter away from her, with a half-smile and didn't speak.

The light in His Majesty's eyes gradually dimmed, his face twisted into an angry look, he pointed at him and said bitterly: "Yan'er, why did you betray me! I love you so much, how dare you try to leave with another man?" I?"

She covered her mouth and coughed twice, enduring the pain that split from the depths of her chest.She frowned, her face flushed a little, but her vicious tone was extremely cheerful, almost gnashing her teeth.

"But Murong is dead, Yan'er, he is dead! You can only stay by my side! You can only stay with me!"

The intense emotions seemed to exhaust all the strength of her withered body, she continued to cough heavily, the hoarse and sharp voice made people startled, and after a long while, she let go tremblingly, and her eyes fell on the blood-red blood. With the contaminated palm, his face turned gray in an instant.

"Heh... I know I'm about to die, but I can't get that longevity pill until now."

She suddenly became irritable, and swung the jade pillow in her hand off the bed with a desperate and unwilling voice.

"I will make an order for you to be buried with me! The Taoist lied to me like this, and I will kill him alive! And you, Yan'er..."

Her voice suddenly softened a lot, like a coaxing expectation, and also a humble pleading.

"I want you to sleep with me, Yan'er, I want you to stay with me for the rest of my life."

There was a look of pity on Jiang Ya's face, but his slow tone was full of malice.

"Your Majesty, Yan'er may not be able to accompany you."

"Your Majesty killed Murong, he killed him, Yan'er and others."

He gently tore off his clothes, revealing a jade-like fragrant shoulder. The ambiguous traces on it caused His Majesty's pupils to shrink suddenly, his face changed drastically, and the furious eyes seemed to tear him apart.

Jiang Ya added fuel to the fire with a smile.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, whether she is bedridden or passed away, Yan'er is being taken care of comfortably by the Taoist priest."

He straightened his collar and straightened his clothes, then pretended to remember it, tilted his head, and said innocently: "Yan'er forgot to tell His Majesty something, this poison..."

He pursed his lips and smiled, seeming a little shy.

"I really should thank Your Majesty for being so cooperative every day to finish the porridge made by Yan'er."

Regardless of the embarrassing woman who fell from the bed angrily behind her, Jiang Ya walked slowly to the gate of the palace and stopped. Her clear and pleasant voice was like a sharp knife quenched by poison. Seeing blood sealed her throat, it was a fatal move.

"By the way, Your Majesty doesn't know yet. The female minister beheaded all of His Majesty's children, leaving only the fourth highness, Zhong Xian. But no matter whether the female minister usurps the throne or supports the fourth highness to ascend the throne, His Majesty's country is still dead after all. , because His Highness...is not His Majesty's biological child."

Jiang Ya smiled and pushed open the door and walked out. The servants guarding the door ignored the screams of collapse inside, lowered their heads, and closed the palace door heavily.