Huo Shang's stern eyebrows became sharper and more menacing after discovering Chonglian's identity. Even though he didn't say a word, his whole person seemed like a gloomy volcano that was about to erupt at any time.
Chonglian's lazy and charming face is calm, as steady as an old dog:
"It seems that you have remembered that insulting my wife is of great importance and must not be leaked. Do you really want others to see me like this?"
She exposed her shoulders and arms, which were covered with red marks, which reminded Huo Shang of the madness before.
The thin man with a cold body approached step by step, his tall figure covering Chong Lian's petite body.
Chong Lian raised her face to look at his handsome and stern profile, and calmly looked directly at the pair of eyebrows that slanted into her temples.
Huo Shang's cold aura was frightening, as if he would raise his hand to crush her to death at any moment, but in fact he leaned over to pick up her clothes and fished her out of the quilt.
Looking at the calm girl who has no desire but is full of lust marks, the previous entanglement that penetrates her bones is lingering in her heart like a taste of her marrow.
For a moment, his lower abdomen felt slightly warm.
Chong Lian felt uncomfortable being pushed by him, raised her eyes and frowned, and suggested seriously with her small face:
"Your Yintang is black, and the black is red, and there will be a bloody disaster soon. It's better to save your strength to kill the enemy."
Emperor Qingyuan lowered his eyes to look at her. The delicate flower-like girl's eyes were moist. There was no shyness or embarrassment that a woman should have in her eyes, only calmness and sincerity.
It was as if the previous charming seduction and entanglement were all his misunderstandings.
"Han Jiyun told you that someone was plotting rebellion?"
Han Jiyun is the scumbag husband of the original owner.
Chonglian shook his head: "He never told me about the affairs of the court. I saw it myself."
Huo Shang's sharp eyebrows were filled with an indifferent coolness.
His sullen expression could scare everyone in the court into silence, but she was not afraid, and even patted his leg to urge him to serve her faster.
Huo Shang looked at her coldly for a while, then put on clothes for her as she wished.
Looking at the girl who couldn't hide her dignity and wealth despite wearing coarse clothes, his eyes were filled with disgust:
"Han Jiyun would not be so willing to humble himself and flatter him. Who sent you here? Or do you want to cling to imperial power yourself?"
His big rough hands grabbed Chonglian's neck, and the huge force made her see Tai Nai in an instant.
Chonglian suppressed her blush and patted his big hand, and said with difficulty: "There are many people who want to kill you this time. Run to the west, there will be a way for you to survive."
Is this the purpose of this woman coming to him? The layout lured him to the west?
Huo Shang relaxed his strength slightly and rubbed her delicate neck, ambiguous and dangerous:
"Tell me who wants to kill me."
Chonglian coughed while holding his big hand, looking at his face and calculating carefully with her fingers.
As soon as she figured it out, she couldn't hold back: "Oh!"
It turned out to be Xiaoma Literature!
Huo Shang had a cold face. You are yelling at me!
His strong arms exerted force again, and Chong Lian immediately saw Tai Nai again.
She patted his big hand dissatisfiedly, and after he relaxed a little, she explained in a soft voice:
"You are guilty of a peach blossom evil. Your little mother loves you so much that she wants to hurt you first and then take the opportunity to rape you!"
She looked at him with compassion and love, and moved her eyes slightly downward:
"This pursuit will hurt the roots of your descendants. Your little mother will not care about the overlord's bow, causing you to get more injured and truly cut off your descendants."
Huo Shang's stern handsome face went blank for a brief moment, followed by a cool sneer:
"I will give Han Jiyun another wife in marriage. If anyone comes, skin him and bury him."
He threw her on the bed and continued to put on his coat.
Chonglian was very calm and even took it for granted.
Open your mouth and you will be a fortune teller who has suffered bloody disasters. Who hasn't been slapped with a brick wall?
Emperor Qingyuan is just an upgraded version.
Her fingertips trembled and she did a quick calculation for herself - very good, good luck is shining today, and everything can be turned into good fortune.
Her hands stopped shaking immediately, and she stopped sweating. She looked at Huo Shang incomprehensibly, who was getting more handsome and taller after putting on clothes:
"I have said this, and the Holy Spirit will come to me sooner or later."
As soon as he finished speaking, two strong palace ladies came in and dragged him out of bed.
Chonglian was really squeezed dry by Huo Shang, and she allowed the two of them to drag her. There was no fear on her charming face like a peony flower, and there was even a little dissatisfaction.
"Slow down, you're knocking my foot."
"Your Majesty, for the sake of your big baby, remember to run to the west. I'll wait for you to come find me!"
Before he finished speaking, the person was already dragged away.
Soon, she entered the small dark room and got on the execution bed, wrapped in iron chains.
The strong smell of blood hit her nose, and Chonglian's face turned pale. She pinched it with her fingers and calmed down again.
The problem is not big, the skin cannot be peeled off, the turning point lies in this torture chamber.
She glanced around and quickly found her own glimmer of hope.
"The little brother in black, come here, I have something to tell you."
Her peony-like face had lost its color, but it was still bright and noble. In addition, her expression was calm and calm, and her whole body exuded an unpredictable and profound demeanor.
The person who skinned her was Mo San, who was best at torture.
When he saw such a beautiful Chonglian, his eyes brightened slightly, but it was not the excitement of seeing the beauty, but the surprise of getting a good piece of leather.
Chong Lian looked at Mo San's sinister brows and revealed a fairy-like smile:
"Brother, have you been having a hard time with your relationship recently? Is it because the person you love is so close to you, and you suddenly understand your feelings, but you don't dare to express them because there is no future between the two of you?"
Mo San paused.
Chong Lian showed a kind smile: "I see that your husband and wife palace is dark and dark, with a faint glow of blood. The person you love is going to die tonight."
Mo San: "..."
Very good, you are so mean-mouthed, let’s start with your face.
He took out the knife in a taciturn tone, and as soon as he put it on Chonglian's beautiful face, he hesitated due to her calm and calm expression: "Really?"
Chonglian was inscrutable: "Absolute truthfulness, no money required if not truthful."
Mo San didn't believe it, but he had already started to ask: "Do you think I brought money today? If you guess it right, I will listen to you. If you don't guess it, I will gouge out your eyeballs and stuff them in your mouth." "
As he spoke, Chong Lian saw that his face had changed several times, from being unlucky in love to becoming a lifelong widow.
She said pitifully: "The one you love has been stabbed. You should be able to see him again now."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of weapons being exchanged came from outside, and Mo San was shocked: "Master... Master?!!!"
Chonglian said compassionately: "Go quickly. Today is the day to express your love, pledge your love, and save people. You will get what you want."
Before he finished speaking, Mo and the other two people had already slammed the door open and ran away.
The guards guarding the door widened their eyes in astonishment and stared at Chonglian warily.
Chonglian looked at them one by one, picked the one with the shortest life, and showed a kind smile:
"Brother, I see that your couple's palace is red with a hint of green. Your wife is in a hurry to become a widow!"
The beating was going on outside until midnight, and Chonglian slept soundly on the execution bed until midnight.
She was also covered with a thick blanket brought by the guard, and there was even a soft pillow under her head.
Huo Shang came in wearing the stars and the moon, wiping the blood on his face. When he saw this scene, there was no wave on his stern face, but the blood vessels at the base of his thighs instantly tightened, and little blood stains overflowed.
