Mo Jiu Ye

The night is deep, gentle and lingering like the affectionate gaze of a lover.Under the kapok tree, a man in blue stood silently.His slender body is as tall and straight as a jade tree, and his handsome face is awe-inspiring.The power of the criminal is faint, but even more shocking.Tonight's surprisingly cold and soft moonlight is like the first snow falling on the man's shoulders and hair, with a hazy gleam, making the man's whole body feel like he is floating.The detachment of the fairy.

In the middle of the night, when Jiu Ye, who had finally played all over the streets and alleys, and Su Yishang, who had thrown away the human skin mask for a long time, swaggered back to Prince Rui's mansion, this was what they saw.

The man in blue looked back at the sound, and his cold eyes fell on the two of them.

For a while, there was silence.

In the end, it was Su Yishang who spoke first: "I said, little Ruirui, what are you pretending to be? Why are you pretending to be deep!" As he spoke, he tsk-tsk with disgust on his face: "Those who don't know think you are a bastard. It exploded."

Next to him, Jiu Ye smiled and said: "The behavior of Lord Xiaorui can be understood as that he usually suppresses the aura of bastards too deeply, and his surface is severely eroded by the aura of tortoise. Now, Lord Xiaorui finally wants to use the power of Yuehua , take off the shell of the tortoise qi and evolve into the bastard qi. This is a huge improvement, but I don’t know how long I have practiced, and I have finally become a master from a small success, and I can graduate from the teacher.”

On Cang Rui's forehead, a drop of cold sweat slowly flowed down.

Of the two people in front of him, one of them is a character who will harm the world, and he can choke himself to death when he speaks.If two people cooperate with two swords, the gods will be pissed off.

And today, he experienced it.

In other words, he didn't pretend to be serious, it's just that the topic I'm going to talk about today is more serious, I hope these two people can be more serious.To be able to relate to the domineering aura, Cang Rui said silently in his heart, shouldn't he be worthy of being a descendant of the royal family with an aura that others can't match?

Obviously, Cang Rui habitually ignored the so-called tortoise aura, leaving only the barely catchy term of kingly aura...Although, Jiuye and Su Yishang were talking about bastards...

"How about it, isn't Cang Kingdom's Spring Festival very interesting? How did you go?" Cang Rui changed the subject.

"That's right." Jiu Ye nodded, and Su Yishang's distaste on his face softened, and his fair and slender fingers touched his chest, as if there was something hidden inside.

"It's just—" Jiu Ye's tone changed, his facial features were still gentle, but there was a bit of coldness in his eyes, and he said slowly: "Public security is too bad."

Su Yishang obviously remembered something, his face was ashen, and the words he said seemed to be ground out with teeth, with a ferocity of wanting to choose someone to eat: "That's right, it's too bad."

In all honesty, as the capital of the Cang Kingdom, the law and order of Linhu City can be regarded as the best in the country.If you really want to talk about it, you can only say that Jiu Ye is too attractive.

To welcome the Spring Festival in the Kingdom of Cang, hundreds of flowers celebrate the spring during the day, and there are thousands of lanterns and flowers at night.He and Xiao Taohua were having a good time strolling around, but a man rushed out and threw a money bag to him, and when he opened it, it was full of bank notes.To be honest, Jiuye absolutely does not believe that anyone will kindly "help" herself.

Sure enough, the next words successfully made the corners of Jiu Ye's mouth, which had kept an upward arc all day, freeze.

The one who was dressed like a dog and looked like a beast, said he was 30 years old but looked definitely 50 years old, and said he was infatuated without regrets, but he was definitely a shameless radish.flow obscenity.The old man who is so petty, even said that he wants to marry himself, and become a concubine!

At that time, Jiuye's feeling was that the legendary nine-layered thunder thundered down, and then the poor self who forgot to bring even some protective props was bombarded by the astonishingly powerful thunder.

Therefore, in the eyes of outsiders, the handsome young man in white, when he heard the marriage proposal of this obviously rich and powerful old man, still smiled on his face, not repulsive, but seemed to be seriously considering whether to agree or not.For a moment, Jiu Ye, who was stunned by the man-made thunder, didn't see any pedestrians passing by, and each of them wanted to rush over to wake up this handsome young man and his silent screaming - don't let him go because of others' words. If you have a lot of money, you run away with others.This is being a concubine, not being a regular wife! !

That wretched.Seeing the handsome young man in white, holding his "betrothal gift" in his hand, the old man with a smile on his face did not say whether he agreed or disagreed, so he took Jiu Ye's silent silence as an embarrassing acquiescence, and laughed until he was full With a wrinkled face, he immediately waved his hand, and let his group of dog-legged thugs welcome the "new lady" back to the mansion and enter the bridal chamber first.

Although Jiuye was gracefully stupid, it doesn't mean that Su Yishang was also stupid.

What kind of person is Su Yishang, he immediately stared at him with peach blossom eyes, his beautiful face was full of arrogance without anger - this was the aura of pretending to be the emperor in the palace to reprimand the ministers below.

It's just that the servant's attire on him is really not as imposing as the emperor's dragon robe, and his current face is not as ordinary as that emperor's face with Chinese characters.The slightly raised corners of the eyes, the slightly reddish tails of the eyes, the long eyelashes, the pupils that seemed drunk but not drunk, and the exquisite facial features immediately made that wretched.The old man Suo patted his thigh, screaming, what a mistake, he almost missed such a fairy-like beauty because the surrounding light was too dark.He kicked his subordinates again, asking him to take out another money bag, ordering him to marry this one back immediately, asking them to be concubines for him together.

It's a pity that the dream that was as beautiful as a phantom has not yet been completed, and that light and unusually familiar purse smashed into the wretched woman with an indomitable momentum.The old man Suo had been drooling, and smashed out two front teeth along the way.

Obviously, it was written by someone who finally recovered from the thunder state.

Then things become very simple.Of course, it is impossible for Jiuye to be a concubine for that old man - at least he should marry his own wife instead of marrying himself out, let alone be a concubine.And most importantly, the old man was so ugly that he hurt his eyes just by looking at it.

As for Su Yishang, it was even more impossible.The dignified Xuanhu King was thrown a purse in the street to be bought as a concubine. Although no one here knew that he was the Xuanhu King, what if someone else found out?Does he still want to be a fox? !

So, Jiuye and Su Yishang had a good time and tasted a lot of meat.Fight fast.Feeling, after severely teaching the group of guys without eyes, except for entering a certain wretch.Except for the money bag in the old man's mouth, he searched all the money on them as his spiritual comfort.

You know, their social status is very high, that is, the tone of speech.There is also a lot of blood in the play.

——Actually, although Jiu Ye clamored in his heart to take all the money from these people, he still left a bag of silver notes, which was the one that went into the old man's mouth.As for the reason... everyone understands it.

Jiu Ye glanced at the purse with bloody saliva and two front teeth hanging in pity, there was no way, it was too dirty.Jiu Ye felt a little regretful, if he had known earlier, he would have taken out the bank note and then thrown it over.

No way, at that time the old man tuned.Playing with Xiao Peach Blossom, Jiu Ye's hands were itchy at that time, and she subconsciously threw the things in her hands out...

What Cang Rui wanted to tell them tonight was the so-called more serious matter, as Jiu Ye had expected, about the bloody red lotus in the imperial garden today.

This is not the first time this bloody red lotus has appeared in the imperial palace of Cang Kingdom.

Twenty-five years ago, the bloody red lotus appeared in the palace and took away the lives of thousands of people, including concubines and princes, as well as those maids and guards.

With calm eyes, Cang Rui slowly talked about the past many years ago.

"Speaking of which, this matter has something to do with my father."

Twenty-five years ago, when the emperor of the southern tour returned, he brought back a woman.

That year, Cang Rui was four years old, and I don't remember the specific things very clearly, but I just vaguely knew in my heart that the girl was surprisingly beautiful, and she was so beautiful.And the young Cang Rui has to admit that she is indeed beautiful, even her mother, who is known as the most beautiful woman in the Cang Kingdom, can't compare with that woman's fingertips, just like a firefly under the cold moonlight. The light of fire is dimmed.

And he also knew that the woman did not enter the palace voluntarily.It seems that the woman owed her father a favor, and the father invited the woman to live in the palace for a year on the grounds.

One year later, the two had nothing to do with each other, and his father, the emperor, could not do anything cheating within this year.

Therefore, in Cang Rui's four-year-old memory, what he remembers the most is the sad eyes of the concubine mother, his father standing outside the girl's bedroom all night, and the girl's eternal indifference, with a smile on his face. It is the pride that even the emperors of the world cannot shake.

His father was proud, so he would not force that woman, and with his pride, he also thought that woman would fall in love with him like other women who entered the deep palace, unable to extricate themselves.

And that woman is also proud.

Her pride is the nobility deposited in her bones, the pride that looks down on all living beings like the world.

A year passed quickly, and his father tried his best, but he couldn't keep her heart.

Therefore, he chose an extremely drastic method.

He imprisoned that woman in the palace.

Cang Rui still remembered that woman's cold words without any emotion, and the woman's warbling voice was inherently noble.

"Cang Qinglan, you broke the contract. You are my benefactor, so I won't touch you. But, you won't let me go for a day. On the first day, I will kill one person. On the second day, I will kill two people. On the third day, I killed four people. Don't use the laws of the world to oppress me, it doesn't mean anything to me."

And following her words, the snow-colored lotus blooming in the lake gradually turned blood-like red, like flowing blood.

So, from that day on, the entire palace fell into a nightmare.

People died every day, and the number corresponded to what the woman said. Later, his father even invited Taoist priests and the like, but they all died in the palace for no reason.

His father's face paled in that day-to-day insistence.

Until... that day...

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Prime Minister Yi's Mansion

Yi Yuran, dressed in white plain clothes, stood by the window, her almond eyes like autumn water looked out at the cold and lonely scenery outside the window with a touch of longing, her white palm held on to the mahogany comb, carefully combing her hair like ink satin.

At the end, Yi Yuran narrowed her almond eyes slightly, showing a little lonely look, then turned around and sat in front of the bronze mirror.

In the bronze mirror, the face of the woman is clearly reflected.

Miss Yi Jia, in Yi Yuran's boudoir, there was the sound of a bronze mirror falling to the ground.

The girl's frightened voice was mixed with the crisp voice. For a moment, the maid outside was also awakened and knocked on the door hastily.

"Miss, miss, what's the matter with you?"

Yi Yuran was trembling, her almost snow-colored lips were trembling and unable to utter a word.Pale hands picked up a broken mirror on the ground.

The broken mirror reflected the faint candlelight, clearly illuminating the woman's face.

The facial features are still exquisite, but the woman just realized that it has turned into a pale color, and the originally shiny complexion has also become extremely pale, like a wounded person who has just recovered from a serious illness.And the lotus-shaped red mark that her father said there was no need to worry, at this moment, unexpectedly appeared on her face again.

The red marks seemed to have absorbed the woman's youthful vitality, and when the woman became haggard, it became more vivid and lively.From a distance, it looks like a red lotus with a beautiful and enchanting color.

"It's okay."

Just when the woman couldn't stop trembling and even wanted to use the broken mirror to cut her neck to end the unbearable fear, a familiar male voice sounded without ups and downs, but the strangeness in the tone made Yi Yu Ran, unable to adapt.

"Father...Father?" Yi Yuran raised her eyes anxiously, facing a clear and cold face.The slightly soft expression that was once familiar was replaced by indifference.The tall and tall father, with a handsome face, held a three or four-year-old child in his arms.

The child was wearing clothes made of the most expensive snow silk in Cang Kingdom. His face was breathtakingly exquisite, but there was a faint sense of familiarity.He closed his eyes tightly, as if in a deep sleep.

And his father, who has always been honest, is holding the child tightly at this moment, as if the child in his arms is the treasure of his life.When she inadvertently lowered her eyes, the softness in her eyes was enough to drown a person.

When did her father show such a gentle expression.

In Yi Yuran's heart, an emotion called jealousy could not be stopped.

Yi Senchuan, her father, glanced at her lightly.

Indifferent, as if treating a stranger.

Yi Yuran's slender body trembled, and she couldn't help lowering her head.

"The hair is all white." Yi Senchuan's eyes fell on his daughter's hair lightly, and the corner of his mouth raised a cold arc, and he said slowly: "However, there is a way to restore Yuran to its original state."

Yi Yuran suddenly raised her head and looked at her father.

"...But, before that..." The corner of Yi Senchuan's mouth raised a warm arc, but the words he said shocked Yi Yuran on the spot.

"Before that... Let's take a look at Daddy's Huang'er, Yuran's, brother..."

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