[Ancient Style] The notorious minister turned out to be beautiful, strong and miserable

Lu Jinglan didn't answer.

His hand clenched the knife, like a swordsman clenched his sword.

He was seriously wounded and beheaded seven people with a knife, and added new wounds before healed. It was already the end of his strength when he killed the last person, and he had no chance of winning against Chu Yu at this time.

The young emperor approached Lu Jinglan, but Lu Jinglan didn't take half a step back. If he did, who else would protect Zhao Changning?

Lu Jinglan fought desperately with Chu Yu, and soon gained the upper hand, exhausted his remaining strength, was dying, was kicked by Chu Yu and fell to the cold ground, and the bloody knife in his hand was stuck in a crack in the stone. Almost cut off his wrist in an instant.

Lu Jinglan's throat was stepped on by Chu Yu's foot, Lu Jinglan coughed on his back, red blood dripped from the corners of his chapped lips.

Chu Yu stared at the ugly face of the man on the ground, as if there was a monstrous flame burning in his heart, something exploded silently, Chu Yu raised the knife, and with this knife, Lu Jinglan was about to be chopped off into two pieces.

Liu Yanqing stared at Wang Sheng's pale cheeks, seeing that Wang Sheng was about to die, her heart was not disturbed.

Cui Jiali stood behind Liu Yanqing, but his eyes were fixed on the red curtain on the couch without blinking.

The figure covered by brocade moved, and Cui Jia could still see half of his bare chest through the red curtain, and the glaring hickey and bruise on his thin white neck, and it was difficult and weak to hold on to the bed curtain Standing up, she was wearing a messy blue shirt to cover the scene inside, but she rolled off the couch because of her hands and feet that were soaked in water.

Cui Jia stepped forward, but Liu Yanqing took a step ahead. Liu Yanqing went over to embrace him in her arms, and met those beautiful eyes.

"stop."

The slender five fingers clenched Liu Yanqing's sleeves tightly.

The medicine on Zhao Yan's body has not been completely removed, her voice is still lustful, the corners of her eyes are red, her lips are swollen from being kissed, and she struggles to utter two words.

Zhao Yan was in his arms, and there was no sign of Liu Yanqing in his eyes.

She was thinking of others, and she still carried the sloppy aura of that ugly man on her body.

Zhao Changning, do you know what he did to you and still protect him?

Or is it voluntary from beginning to end?

Liu Yanqing suddenly clenched her five fingers, which seemed to crush Zhao Yan's shoulder.

Zhao Yan heard Liu Yanqing's extremely cold voice, "Your Majesty, he is awake."

Chu Yu suddenly stopped the falling knife, looked up and looked at Zhao Yan, Zhao Yan coughed a few times, fingers curled up in his sleeves.Liu Yanqing clearly felt the body in her arms trembling slightly, but he did nothing.

Zhao Changning is like a piece of ice that cannot be covered.

It's like an unshakable rock in the mountains.

Liu Yanqing didn't know where Zhao Changning's persistence came from, nor where he was going with this stubborn persistence.

Liu Yanqing felt a pain in her chest, gradually soaking through all the veins in her limbs.

He has played in the world for many years, but he has never tasted the feeling of heartache.

Only when I encounter it today will I know it is worse than burning myself in flames.

When Chu Yu took Zhao Yan from Liu Yanqing's arms, Zhao Yan was trembling all over, but she never asked Liu Yanqing for help.

Liu Yanqing stood up expressionlessly.

Chu Yu wrapped the cloak around Zhao Yan's body, and hugged Zhao Yan horizontally.

Zhao Yan's hands and feet were sleepy, and she fell limply in his arms like a puppet. Her jet-black hair spread out on Chu Yu's shoulders, with a few strands of white here and there.

Chu Yu whispered in Zhao Yan's ear, "You don't want him to die, I won't kill him. You go back to the palace with me, and take good care of your body in the palace for a few days. Liu Yanqing can lose you once, and she can lose you a second time." , it is still safe in the palace."

Zhao Yan closed her eyes heavily, not knowing if she heard it.

As soon as Chu Yu touched his forehead, his hands were scorching hot, and he passed out from a coma.

Liu Yanqing frowned, but finally took a step forward, "Your Majesty..."

Chu Yu looked at Liu Yanqing with a sneer and said, "In the future, you will prepare the medicine he takes and send it to the palace."

Liu Yanqing stared at Zhao Yan in Chu Yu's arms for a long time and said, "Okay."

Lu Jinglan was lying on the cold bricks with blood all over her body, her eyes were red, and her bones seemed to be shattered.He still didn't protect Zhao Changning.

If this hand is not useless one by one

Unfortunately, there are no ifs in this world.

Before leaving, Chu Yu glanced at Lu Jinglan on the ground, and his eyes became dark. "Since Wang Sheng belongs to your Liu family, he will leave it to you to deal with. He doesn't want this man's life, but don't let him live too comfortably."

Liu Yanqing replied, "I obey."

Cui Jia asked Liu Yanqing, "Why didn't your lord stop His Majesty?"

Liu Yanqing asked, "Why didn't you stop it?"

Cui Jia's complexion was pale, "I have a low status, I dare not offend Tian Yan."

Liu Yanqing sneered.

The fate of Mingyue Tower is the same as that of Zuihonglou many years ago, it was burned down by a fire.

The Liu Ying of Mingyue Tower was sent back to his hometown, and the dignitaries who were arrested that day were sent to prison one after another. Confidential things revealed while drinking in bed.

There were corruption and bribery, bullying others, and bullying the emperor. All of a sudden, the entanglement was very wide, and as soon as the officials got off their horses, new Jinshi came up to replace them.

Yang Taifu killed his relatives righteously and personally supervised and beheaded his grandson, so the rest of the people involved in the case were dealt with strictly, and the smoky court was very strict for a while.

The gates of Liu's residence were closed for several days.

The people from the Liu residence tied up Lu Jinglan and knelt down on the steps.

The smell of blood on his body has gradually become stronger.

Liu Yanqing kicked Lu Jinglan to the ground.

"How dare you? How dare you?"

Lu Jinglan said, "Your Excellency, kill him if you want."

Liu Yanqing shook her head, "He doesn't want you to die, so I won't kill you. I will also heal your wounds. There have been no new guests in Liu Manor's water prison for a long time. When your injuries are almost healed, I will send you down to the water prison. If you break a bone every day and put it back the next day, you won't die, but you will live forever without being a human or a ghost."

Lu Jinglan gritted his teeth and smiled, "My lord really has the means."

Liu Yanqing raised Lu Jinglan's chin, "I saw you wrestling with His Majesty in Mingyue Tower, and your skill is very similar to a person."

Lu Jinglan said, "Who do you think the slave looks like?"

Liu Yanqing frowned, "A dead man."

Lu Jinglan stared at his own shadow in the corner and said, "Why does this slave look like a dead person?"

Liu Yanqing tapped her palm with her folding fan, "Since it's a dead wild ghost, why did you come back?"

Lu Jinglan straightened her body, and smiled slowly, "Maybe it's because you don't want to die."

Liu Yanqing also smiled, "This wild ghost is very interesting, I will keep him in the water prison to see how he loses his wits."

Lu Jinglan raised her brows, "Your Excellency likes to watch other people's souls fly away. I don't know when I will have retribution?"

Liu Yanqing recalled Zhao Yan's indifferent expression, and said in her heart that the retribution for playing with people's hearts has come.

But he didn't say anything.

Lu Jinglan's injuries are too serious now, going down to the water prison now is tantamount to killing him.

Liu Yanqing ordered Lu Jinglan to be taken to another room to be imprisoned, where doctors often came in and out.

Liu Yanqing was waiting for Lu Jinglan's injury to heal before pushing him into hell again.

Rong Ying was sent to death row in Dali Temple.

There is no light in this death cell, Rong Ying pushed the wooden chair, staring at his own shadow in the dim oil lamp.

After all his calculations, he never expected that Zhao Yan would have an affair with the emperor.

Liu Yanqing could offend him, but he couldn't afford to offend the emperor.

And he has already offended the emperor, even if Zhao Yan is offered with both hands, he will definitely lose his life.

Left and right are dead, it is better to destroy Zhao Yan.

In the long days after his death, no one could get him.

Rong Ying is no longer the flesh and blood Rong Ying she used to be when she was her elder brother's shadow.

He is a murderous ghost who can burn the corpse of his biological father and ignore his biological mother.

Now the evil spirits will eventually step into the underworld.

Rong Ying stared at the wrench in her hand, and the wrench fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Broken into two pieces.