My wife kills me because she has me in her heart!

Chapter 19 Inner Demon
  Sudden pain.

Mixed with the remaining sweetness of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, the faint smell of blood filled the air between the lips and teeth.

Yan Conling snorted, frowned slightly, and finally had some reaction.

She looked up at him.

Lou Qixue didn't dare to look any further.

While reaching out to cover the girl's eyes, he suppressed the anger in his heart and kissed her deeper like a punishment.

The robe rustled to the ground, and the temperature in the room rose rapidly.

knock knock.

Suddenly there was a small crackling sound outside the screen window.

Accompanied by several long and short, hidden and regular clicks, a strange and anxious voice sounded low from outside——

"Miss Yan, Your Majesty, his condition is not very good. So I would like to ask you to come over and have a look..."

The secret guard did not specify which prince he was.

But it goes without saying that I know it well.

He came to call for someone on the bridal night, and he probably didn't think it was appropriate, so he dropped the words and left quickly.

It was quiet in the new house.

Yan Conling didn't speak, but didn't hesitate. She pushed the person in front of her away and sat up.

She bent down to hook up the clothes on the floor, but her waist tightened and someone pulled her back heavily.

Turning around was the young man's angry and beautiful face.

Her black hair is disheveled and her eyes are long and dense. The snow-white clothes are messy and half-covered, and the small mole under his eyes is so bright that it seems to be dripping with blood, and it is naturally attractive.

Looking at him at this time, you can really confirm that he is a vixen.

"I just agreed! You are not allowed to go!"

This is the second time he has said this.

It was the time before when she was going to patrol the city.

But compared to before, this time he was obviously more anxious and tough, like a big dog biting his trouser legs and refusing to let his owner go out.

"Stop making trouble. You also know the prince's poison. It will kill people if it attacks."

Yan Conling's tone was gentle, but she opened his slender fingers one by one very resolutely.

The body temperature of the fox tribe should be high. In the first few nights, she was not used to it and would wake up from the heat.

I don't know if it was because of the wind blowing outside today, but his fingertips seemed a little cold.

"Yan Conngling!"

My heart, which had been up and down all night, finally fell into a cold pool like the moon, and the uncontrollable pain climbed up again.

Lou Qixue made a fierce sound, then subconsciously softened her voice, "Don't go, don't go..."

His voice was soft and weak.

The ends of his eyes drooped a little in grievance, reminding him of a whimpering and pleading dog.

When she thought that the two of them would have to continue to be husband and wife, she would still need his cooperation... Yan Conngling took a few steps and suddenly turned back.

When the soft palm fell on the top of his head, the pair of snow-white fox ears trembled slightly.

The young man looked up following her hand and his eyes lit up.

"Be obedient, wait here for a little while, I'll be back soon." She comforted him softly, and finally kissed the other person on the cheek.

They look very affectionate, no different from most newlywed couples.

With a bang, the door was closed.

The dragon and phoenix candle struggled and jumped a few times, but in the end they were still lost in the thick night.

It was dark and quiet in the new house.

Lou Qixue lay down weakly in the pile of messy quilts, arching her back and shrinking in pain, the tearing hole and pain in her heart was slowly expanding.

Cold sweat wetted the back of his hands on his forehead, and he gasped like a dying fish.

His eyes were filled with crimson, and the soft curtains around him were like a sea of ​​blood. At this moment, they all turned into sharp blades that could kill him bit by bit on the wedding bed.

Just like Yan Conngling.

Soft and suffocating.

In a daze, he suddenly heard a strange yet familiar voice that he had never heard before.

"Look, Ning Fengli is more important in her heart. If you do it again, you will still be inferior to him." "No matter what, Ning Fengli is also a bloodline of the Tian family and a member of her clan, and you are just a monster..." "

"She can kill you once, and she can kill you a second time..."

"Shut up!!!"

The veins in the hand holding the pillow towel were exposed.

Lou Qixue suddenly raised his head, his demonic energy was violent, his canine teeth were sharp, and his eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes.

He snapped.

I looked around and couldn't see anyone.

That voice seemed to come from the depths of his heart, stripped from his flesh and blood.

"There is no need for a third person to talk about her and me!"

Sound consciousness fades.

The sharp canine teeth scratched the corners of his lips, and his senses were filled with the smell of rust. Lou Qixue looked at the red tent roof, her blood running cold.

He remembered it clearly.

From that moment on, Yan Conling never chose him.

……

In the Seventh Prince's Mansion, the lights were brightly lit.

Yan Conling was holding a long sword. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a man in a black robe and a crown standing there.

The night wind was blowing, and he was holding a bright and bright Jade Rabbit Palace Lantern in his hand, which was incompatible with the cold atmosphere.

The tall figure fell down like a tree, covering almost half of the wall of the Seventh Prince's Mansion.

"His Royal Highness?"

Yan Conling quickly suppressed his surprise.

The prince has been so ridiculous in recent years that it is easy for people to forget that the first empress and empress Wu are biological sisters, and Ning Fengli is naturally the closest to him among his siblings.

The other party turned his attention.

She arrived in a hurry, her long dark hair spread out and tangled in the wind. She was still wearing a bright red wedding dress, and her robe was loose...

Ning Junzhan lowered his eyes.

"I disturbed Miss Yan late at night."

"His Royal Highness, your subordinates, how is the Seventh Prince?" Yan Conngling stepped inside.

Since the prince is in the courtyard and his expression is so calm, he must have not noticed...

"I haven't gone in yet."

There was a trace of impatience on Ning Junzhan's face, "Lao Qi's broken body, if my mother hadn't insisted on letting me come over and take a look, who would come here to blow the cold wind in the middle of the night?"

Yan Congling felt relieved.

"Your Highness has worked hard. There are subordinates taking over here now. If Your Highness is tired, you can go back and rest early."

Unexpectedly, Ning Junzhan became even more irritated, "If I go back like this, my mother will have to talk about it again tomorrow! You go in quickly and show that boy Lao Qi. If he is fine, I will leave immediately!"

"Yes."

Yan Conngling responded and entered the inner courtyard.

Empress Wu is virtuous and virtuous, but she goes too far and becomes cowardly.

There was the Queen before me, and there was Concubine Yao after me. They had been suppressed for so many years.

What everyone heard the most was how Concubine Yao was favored and how the old emperor manipulated her.

As for the current queen, she is more like an ornament. She speaks when needed. When not needed, she is completely transparent. Her presence is so low that she seems to be absent.

You can smell the fishy-sweet smell in the air from a distance.

There was dim light coming from under the screen window, and there was a maid carrying a water basin back and forth with her head lowered and her footsteps hurried.

Yan Conling knew without looking that the basin must be filled with blood.

He stretched out his hand to stop one of the quiet women in goose-yellow clothes and a snail-shaped bun with a goose neck.

she called softly.

"Miss Azhi."

The other party stopped and saluted her, "Miss Yan, please follow me."

(End of this chapter)