Lian Jue

When Ao Lie returned to the capital, he didn't go to the palace to report, nor did he return to Ao's house. He even deliberately avoided the special envoy sent by Lianjue to greet him, and went directly to Huajie Liuxiang to have a look.

His grandma's has been bored in the military camp for too long, and the remote areas are full of crooked melons and dates. The conditions in the capital are not as good, and the people are almost moldy.Ao Lie hugged the stunning young lady and drank beautiful flower wine.The depression in my heart was swept away, and I thought that the charm would not diminish, and I would be able to repay Lu Meiren in two days.

The young man persuaded him to drink cup by cup, and he drank it vigorously and boldly, entwined with silk and bamboo, rendering it flashy and gorgeous.

It wasn't until Lu Min got the news that he dragged the man out of the flowers and brought the half-drunk man back to the mansion.

"Where does it look like the Black Wing Army commander who won thousands of miles?" Lu Min said to himself, and patted Ao Lie's hand aside.

Just after Lu Min left.The people from the mansion also came one after another, but unfortunately, one step too late, Lu Min's car had already left.

Lu Min shook his numb hands and was quite speechless towards Ao Lie on the bed.His Majesty ordered that once he found it, he should be taken directly to see him.

Ao Lie turned over uncomfortably, and finally touched the head of the bed, and immediately became angry, and as soon as his stubborn temper came up, he directly clashed with the head of the bed.

Lu Min looked at the paranoid wrench wrench on the bedside, shook his head, and told his servants to take good care of him and report when he woke up.

Like this, how do you go to see His Majesty?

Ao Lie was fast asleep, and Lu Min was also drowsily writing his theory.But in the crimson purple palace, it was quiet and eerie.

After Lian Su's "death", the palace fell into an abnormal panic.People frequently saw black shadows, and rumors arose that the people haunting the palace were bloodthirsty, and people panicked.Although Lian Jue thought it was nonsense, the clues that appeared later made people have to pay attention.

The lamp tree suddenly went out.A pair of dark eyes gleamed with cold blood, staring at the prey motionlessly, Lian Jue felt extremely uncomfortable, slowed down her breathing, and clasped something quietly with her hands.

That person was on the beam five zhang away, Yan Jingling was sent out yesterday, and he hasn't returned yet.

Who is it that can avoid many guards and come in without leaking.

At the scene, a needle can be heard.

Without thinking too much, the man jumped off the beam and approached the desk very quickly, expressionless.

The light of the knife reflected the cool moonlight, alluring and desolate.

Whoosh--

puff--

Lian Jue was in pain, and turned to look sideways. The tip of the knife pierced her right shoulder blade, and the blood dripped down her sleeve onto the letter.The person who came, has fallen down without making a sound.The hidden weapon box in his hand has been opened, and all three needles have been drawn out.

Fortunately, when Jing Ling left, he left this behind.I thought it was useless.

The light came on suddenly, and Dongli Yutian's anxious expression magnified, before Lian Jue could recover.But was embraced in the arms.The fallen man clearly had a sword stuck in his back, Dongli Yutian's sword.

"Jue..."

He had clearly said that he would not soften his heart, but when he heard that he was in danger, he still rushed forward eagerly, holding on to that anger, insisting.

"My lord should not have come."

"Jue is really cruel. If I don't come and Yan Jingling isn't here, what should you do?"

"You know him?"

"Jing Ling, it's really intimate." Dongli Yutian's hands tightened a little more, his eyes narrowed dangerously, "Jue has never been willing to call me so intimately. Yan Jingling and I are old acquaintances. After all, He also called me Young Master."

Countless thoughts flashed through Lian Jue's mind in an instant. Yan Jingling had such a past, and she never knew about it.I never asked, but what does this mean?

"It's not good to think of other men in front of me."

Dongli Yutian was angry, quite angry, angry like never before!

Lian Jue still had a calm expression, clutching her wound and said: "My lord respects himself, I'm tired."

Dongli became even more angry, and bit Lianjue's neck, really wanting to bite off this fair neck, so that people can no longer be angry.

This is love, if it weren't for love, Zensheng would lose his mind just because he mentioned someone else.Love cannot be measured by reason.

In a person's life, he will inadvertently meet a person who is unable to get angry, hard-hearted, worried, and has trouble sleeping and eating. No one is an exception.The cinnabar in the heart of the previous life, because of a drop of tears, will not be spared from life to life.

The wound on Lianjue's shoulder was deep, and Dongli Yutian's cuff was wet with blood.

"Let me down, Dongli Yutian!" This loud roar startled the soldiers outside, only to hear footsteps approaching, Dongli smiled slightly, and jumped up to the window sill.

"Let you go? I want to teach my good brother a good lesson." Before he finished speaking, his body rose into the air.

Dongli Yutian carried the man on his shoulders and disappeared into the night.

The moonlight is desolate.