There is a tyrant in the home after the poison

Chapter 1738 411: Shame
He naturally knew that Xuanyuan Jinhong didn't have martial arts, and the wound could heal quickly to this extent, but only internal strength could do it.Originally, he believed what Xuanyuan Jinhong said and didn't know, but at this moment, doubts arose again.

He knocked Xuanyuan Jinhong to the ground, stepped on his neck, exerted a little force on his feet, and saw Xuanyuan Jinhong's face flushed with blood.His hands kept scratching the ground, but he didn't dare to touch the foot he stepped on.

Shaking out the long whip that was with him, and flicking it hard, a whip flower was shaken in the air. The crisp sound of breaking the wind made Xuanyuan Jinhong burst into tears.

The violent whip swept like a storm, and when it fell, it would stir up red blood, adding a new layer of wounds to the old wounds, making Xuanyuan Jinhong feel so painful that he wanted to roll and dodge on the spot.

The heart-piercing cries were stifled by the boots that pressed tightly on his neck, his face flushed, and his lower lip was bitten by himself so that it was almost torn.

Xuanyuan Jinhong only felt a buzzing sound in his brain, his consciousness gradually became a little blurred, and blood red appeared in his eyes.

In the haze, he suddenly felt that the foot on his neck was loosened, and he took a quick breath of fresh air.But after a short while, the short boot embroidered with the golden dragon Tengyun fell off again.

The pain of not being able to breathe, the sharp pain of the whip falling on the body.I don't know how long it has been repeated, Xuanyuan Jinhong finally felt as if all his strength had been exhausted, and he couldn't even move his fingertips.

A strong and powerful hand suddenly grabbed his long hair and pulled him up from the ground.Nanhuang squatted down, and he pinched his chin, as if he wanted to crush that bone.

"You are mine and will always be mine. Whether dead or alive, you are mine and can only be mine. Do you understand?"

He continued to increase the strength in his hand regardless, until Xuanyuan Jinhong completely lost consciousness in his hand, and then let go of his hand.

Standing up, looking at the rag doll-like body under his feet again, he frowned, raised his legs and walked into the palace.

When Xuanyuan Jinhong woke up again, it was already evening.

His whole body was full of familiar pain again, he supported his body with his arms, slowly crawled to the corner, curled up and leaned against the cold wall, raised his hand to brush the hair that was hanging in front of his eyes to his head Finally, the pain that affected the wound suddenly aroused a weak current of warmth.

Xuanyuan Jinhong was startled, and stopped his hands, but the warm current also disappeared.

When he raised his hand again suspiciously, it reappeared.

Xuanyuan Jinhong didn't know what happened, but his intuition told him that it might be a good thing.

He took a few deep breaths, resisted the severe pain in his chest and raised his arms again, slowly feeling the faint warm current, trying to guide it into his dantian according to the exercises he had recited.

The aura seemed to be alive, and it circulated in his body according to Xuanyuan Jinhong's guidance. Unfortunately, every minute it moved, it weakened a little, and when it reached the chest, it disappeared completely.

Xuanyuan Jinhong sighed, knowing that he couldn't be in a hurry, but suddenly found that the whip wound where the breath passed just now had stopped bleeding. The inner breath he cultivated was used to heal himself, so it wasted?

I closed my eyes and slowly recalled what happened today. It was because I passed out after being beaten that the weak internal energy appeared just now. Could it be that I cultivated it during the beating?
Xuanyuan Jinhong stood up slowly while leaning on the wall, tried to move his body, but found that there was no more inner energy.

The only thing that can be explained is that his body will naturally fight against it during the beating, so the upper inner breath appeared.

But the inner breath that appeared in this way was only so weak that it was not enough to heal the wound, let alone enough for him to practice the second step of Sangong.

Sighing, he slowly sat back on the ground. Xuanyuan Jinhong sat cross-legged, put his hands on his knees, and adjusted his breathing according to the method taught in the book.

Gradually, I felt my mind calm down, and I guarded the dantian with my thoughts. I let out a breath of turbid air from my mouth, and felt a sudden jump in the dantian, and a ball of inner breath as small as a mung bean was clearly felt.

Xuanyuan Jinhong's heart was agitated, and he breathed steadily, wanting this mung bean-sized inner breath to slowly swim through his meridians.Unexpectedly, just after the inner breath moved out of the dantian, it suddenly turned into a few weak air currents and slowly weakened again, as if it was going to disappear completely just like before.

Xuanyuan Jinhong was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly gathered towards his dantian, but he couldn't control it, he just felt a rush of blood surging in his chest, and the inner breath that inexplicably appeared in his dantian was inexplicably dissipated.

Xuanyuan Jinhong opened his eyes helplessly, but suddenly found that the dawn was breaking outside the door. To him, it was only a moment, but a whole night had passed.

Standing up from the ground, I suddenly felt that my whole body was full of strength, and I no longer staggered like yesterday.

After walking a few steps, there was a series of growls in my stomach, and I felt hungry.

Walking a few steps to the entrance of the hall, he opened the door a little, and sure enough, he saw a red-lacquered tray outside the door, with half a bowl of thin porridge and a black dumpling the size of a fist inside.

Stretching out his hand through the crack of the door, he first picked up the dumpling, swallowed it in two or three gulps, and then took the porridge to drink. The cold porridge slipped down his mouth and fell into his stomach, which made his whole body shiver.

I don't know if it's because of my practice, I don't feel full after eating rough food.He was looking out to see if he could ask someone to bring him some more food, but suddenly he saw a bearded man walking past outside the hall, wearing the uniform of a guard, but with silver thread on his cuffs. Rolled aside.

These are Nan Moli's men, and it is said that all of them are masters.Although Xuanyuan Jinhong didn't know how to comment on martial arts, he had seen them fly and walk on the wall as if they were walking on the ground, which is definitely beyond the reach of ordinary people.

He didn't know where a surge of courage arose, and he shouted: "This big brother, this big brother..."

The man stopped in his tracks, squinted his eyes, and turned his head to look at Xuanyuan Jinhong, who stretched out a hand from the crack in the door.He frowned, snorted coldly, and was about to leave, but suddenly remembered something, looked around, turned around, and walked towards Xuanyuan Jinhong.

Xuanyuan Jinhong was about to beg him to get him something to eat, but suddenly he saw a fierce light in the big man's eyes.

Walked over in a few steps, his hand was like lightning, he grabbed his wrist, and said viciously: "Boy, if there is a way to heaven, you don't go, and there is no way to hell, come and vote! There were so many people yesterday, there was nothing I could do about you." , How dare you greet grandpa today?"

While speaking, Xuanyuan Jinhong squeezed hard with his hands, as if his arm was broken, and it was painful. Because he had endured all kinds of pain, he couldn't help crying out at this time.

The big man gritted his teeth, his eyes were blood red, and said in a low voice: "Today, I will get rid of you evildoer for your majesty, and let your majesty fight with peace of mind. Don't waste your energy on you bitch. I came back yesterday to capture you. I actually dispatched all my soldiers, boy, just for this one, you deserve to die for the crime of seducing the Lord."

Xuanyuan Jinhong wanted to pull his arm in vain, but he just felt as if he was firmly clamped by a pair of iron clamps, and there was no way he could move it.

Suddenly there was a more severe labor pain, and there was a click in my ear, which was obviously the sound of my wrist bone breaking.

But with the sound of the fracture of the wrist bone, a continuous mellow internal force unexpectedly rushed in from the Neiguan acupoint on the wrist.

Xuanyuan Jinhong was shocked, and suddenly felt that the pain in his broken wrist had decreased sharply, and suddenly blessings came to his heart, guiding the internal force that entered his body to flow towards his dantian.

The big man cracked his eyes, his mouth grew wide and he seemed to want to shout, but he was like a fish that was thrown into the case. He only saw one mouth open and close, but he couldn't hear the slightest sound coming out of his mouth. I just felt that my internal force disappeared without a trace along the arm as if being attracted.

The big man was terrified in his heart, but he couldn't make a sound.I just felt that my palm seemed to be glued to Xuanyuan Jinhong's wrist, and I couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

He fixed his eyes on Xuanyuan Jinhong, and a blood color gradually appeared in his eyes.

Xuanyuan Jinhong had no time to look at him, he just felt a warm and thick inner force pouring into his body along the Neiguan acupoint.At first I felt very comfortable, as if my whole body was bathed in a piece of warm spring water, but with the continuous influx of internal energy, the temperature gradually increased, and now I felt like I was sitting in a raging fire.

Xuanyuan Jinhong desperately wanted to withdraw his wrist, but was held tightly by the big man, unable to break free.

The breath in the meridians had lost its guidance, and it was running rampant in his body. It was as if a hot coal had been placed on his chest, and the blood in almost his whole body was burned and rolled.

The big man couldn't move at all, and like a puppet, Xuanyuan Jinhong allowed Xuanyuan Jinhong to suck up his internal energy. After a while, he rolled his eyes and passed out.

Xuanyuan Jinhong, however, was still enduring the torment like a fiery purgatory, and gradually felt parched, and unable to bear it any longer, he knelt down on the ground and fell forward heavily, his forehead hitting the door frame.

A burst of pain hit Xuanyuan Jinhong, and he felt his mind cleared up. He knew in his heart that if he couldn't get rid of this situation, the internal force in the big man's body would be enough to burn him to death.

Taking advantage of this moment of clarity of mind, he bit his tongue hard and hard, and a sharp pain rushed straight to his brain.

Thoughts were flying like lightning in his heart, Xuanyuan Jinhong gritted his teeth and used San Gong Jue to force the inner breath out of his body.

The burning sensation became more intense, and the temperature of the body continued to rise. Even the sweat gushing out of the body had no time to form water droplets, and was evaporated into a cloud of white mist by the scalding body.

Xuanyuan Jinhong was shrouded in mist evaporated from his sweat as if he was in a mist of white clouds.I don't know how long it took before I felt that the hand was loosened, and the continuous internal breath finally stopped.

Xuanyuan Jinhong clenched his teeth tightly, forcing the churning and rolling zhenqi in his body to force out from the seven meridians and eight collaterals.I just feel that the internal energy is dissipating very slowly, far from the mung bean-sized internal energy in my dantian.

He tried his best to bear it up, but felt that all the strength in his body was exhausted, but he still couldn't resist, and finally lost consciousness and passed out.

The ice-cold water poured down on his head, Xuanyuan Jinhong was startled suddenly, and opened his eyes.A whip shadow was pulled down, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to block it, but found that his limbs were limp and limp, and the inner breath that was still surging in his body just now dissipated cleanly.

"Say, who is it? He can kill a master without a sound in the palace, and he can calmly heal your injuries. I can't think of such a person in the world today!"

It was only then that Xuanyuan Jinhong realized that the wound he had just been whipped had healed by three or four points.

Full of doubts, Xuanyuan Jinhong tightly closed his lips, curled up his body, and let the Southern Emperor's whip whip on his body like a poisonous snake without saying a word.

A cold voice suddenly sounded outside the main hall, "Your Majesty, Qi Jianmu died from exhaustion, he seemed to have been greatly frightened, and I think this person's kung fu might be better than mine."

Nanhuang stopped, turned his head to look outside the hall, and said with a trace of panic in his voice, "Nan Moli, do you mean that the murderer's kung fu is superior to yours?"

How can this be?

Who doesn't know that Nan Moli is the number one master in the southern country, even if all the young masters of the Yang family add up, they may not necessarily be his opponent.

The voice outside the hall hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Exactly, Qi Jianmu has no wounds on his body, and there are no traces of battle outside the hall, but he died suddenly, I'm afraid it's..."

"What?" Nanhuang's voice was full of anger, and the wave of unrest rose again, which really made him a little angry.

There was a trace of confusion in Nan Moli's voice, and he said in a deep voice: "There are rumors in the world that there was once a kind of kung fu called the universe prehistoric. It can be sucked cleanly and used for its own use, judging from Qi Jianmu's corpse, it can only be explained by the power of the universe."

Nanhuang was shocked when he heard the words. Could it be that the "Universe Primordial", which has been rumored to have disappeared for several generations, has reappeared?

Huo Ran turned around, with a sinister light shining in his eyes, looking at Xuanyuan Jinhong lying on the ground, Nanhuang clenched his teeth, and squeezed out words one by one from the gap between his teeth.

"Say, is it the person who rescued you the day before yesterday? Did he sneak into the palace again? Who is this person? He can kill a master of mine in an instant without showing his whereabouts, but expends his internal energy to heal you a little bit." Skin trauma."

Lying in the icy water, Xuanyuan Jinhong felt that the scorching heat all over his body was gradually dissipating. Not only did he not feel cold, but he felt a little refreshed.The whip just now was intertwined with the whip wound that was still throbbing on his body, which made him feel dizzy.

He opened his eyes, but still felt dizzy.A pair of soft-soled boots embroidered with golden dragons was right in front of his eyes, and he could even smell the scent of Long Yanxiang exuding from him.

These feet had stepped on his shoulders, chest, and neck countless times, bringing him countless painful memories.However, looking at it now, he suddenly felt a desire to put his hand on it.Perhaps, he would be like the person today, as if all the bones had been taken out of his body, he would fall limply to the ground and never get up again.

Hearing that he was dead, Xuanyuan Jinhong felt an unconcealable joy in his heart. He broke his own hand bone, but what's the matter, he was the one who died in the end, not himself.

Xuanyuan Jinhong restrained his urge to grab Nanhuang's ankle with his hands, he lowered his eyes to cover the flash of hatred in his eyes.

His throat was still dry because of the first internal force rushing into his body, only a little of the water poured down his head and face just now flowed into his mouth, he pursed his lips, his voice was dry and hoarse.

"Slave... I don't know who that person is." Xuanyuan Jinhong's voice seemed to be squeezed from the deepest part of his throat, with a jerky feeling of being ground by gravel.

Nanhuang lowered his head, looking at the body under his feet that was covered with bruises, almost no piece of skin was intact, and he could hardly see the whiteness and tenderness of the past.

There was a gloomy light in his eyes, the people under his feet might not be able to survive this winter, right?Well, he deserves to die too.

Muttering to himself, the cold words flowed out from the lightly parted thin lips in a low voice, "I really feel a little bit reluctant to stew a well-bred dog. It's just that you look at you like this. How to attract people's sexual interest? It's useless to keep you. "

die?If he had heard such words a day ago, maybe Xuanyuan Jinhong would only feel relieved.After all, living under such humiliation, every moment feels that life is worse than death, but now, he can't bear it.

God finally heard his pleading, and granted him a little favor, should he die now?No, he didn't want to die like this.

Huge sorrow rose in his heart, he didn't want to die, he didn't want to die.

The air in the hall was cold and humid, and the gold bricks on the ground were tightly attached to his back. The warm current in his body had already been exhausted, and only a huge chill was left to wrap him, as if trying to drown him in it.

There was a desire to survive in his eyes, and two points on his pale face were like eyes dyed with thick ink, and he raised his eyes to stare at Nanhuang, as if there was a faint and moving light in those eyes.

Even the Southern Emperor, who was used to seeing him, couldn't help being startled.

A trace of doubt flashed across the stern face, and his eyes narrowed slightly, waiting to see what kind of reaction Xuanyuan Jinhong would make next, even such a person who lived like an ant did not want to die.

Nanhuang lowered his head, his eyes wandered around Xuanyuan Jinhong's body, his mocking eyes contained bursts of coldness, he looked at the people under his feet, he was used to being superior, he was used to people kneeling at his feet begging and begging , it seems that only the overwhelming blood can wash away the monstrous killing intent in my heart.

Xuanyuan Jinhong felt this gaze, but tried his last bit of strength to drive away the coldness and hatred in his eyes. His eyes were wet, like a deer in the mountains, like a cat begging for food in front of the emperor.

Looking up at Nanhuang's face like this, Xuanyuan Jinhong squeezed out a smile.

That smile contained indescribable desolation and sadness, and there was a coquettish look on his pale, transparent face.

He tried his best to pull out a smile, his lips that were a little paler than his face were slightly parted, as if he was struggling to sit up, his thin arms supported the ground, and a slight upward movement touched the pain in his chest. Whiplash, a stream of bright red blood gushed out.

He didn't realize it, as if only His Majesty the Southern Emperor in front of him, wearing a robe of golden dragon and tufted flowers, was left in the world.

Xuanyuan Jinhong only felt the pain all over his body, but the pain made him wake up and let him see more clearly. He said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, slaves are still useful. Didn't Your Majesty want to know who is trying to rescue the slaves?" Is it?" There seemed to be a pause in the voice, which made Nanhuang inexplicably think that he seemed to be smiling.

Yes, he must have smiled.The smile should be beautiful, full of sunshine and warmth.

But his smile is full of self-deprecating, with a dullness that is not commensurate with his age.

The trembling voice gradually calmed down, and it seemed that after a few words, the throat opened slightly, and it was no longer low and slow as before.

"Your Majesty, why don't you use me as a bait to lure the person who wants to save me. There are countless masters around Your Majesty. As long as he comes out, he can naturally kill him in one fell swoop. It's better than leaving a future trouble."

After Xuanyuan Jinhong finished speaking, he relaxed his whole body, kneeling limply on the ground, that was a submissive gesture, a tame attitude.

Nanhuang frowned slightly, and a chill flashed in his eyes.The whole body's deterrence seemed to be released in vain, and a murderous aura rushed towards Xuanyuan Jinhong. Even Nan Moli, who was standing outside the hall to answer, felt a cold wind rising around him in vain.

He could naturally hear the conversation between the two in the hall, and what Xuanyuan Jinhong said was exactly what he thought in his heart.Rather than killing him so easily, it is better to leave him as a bait, let that person come to rescue him, and kill him in one fell swoop.

He was about to speak, but suddenly felt a coercion coming from the hall, pressing on him through the door of the hall, as if he was in the ice of thousands of years.He could only pray silently, that Xuanyuan Jin Hongfu had a great life and would not die in His Majesty's hands.

The one with the strongest feeling was Xuanyuan Jinhong who was in front of the Southern Emperor. The killing intent made his back sweat in cold sweat. ripples.

A powerful aura filled the entire hall, as if there was any real oppression on Xuanyuan Jinhong's weak body.

Xuanyuan Jinhong gasped for breath, only three to five breaths, but couldn't take it anymore, his whole body went limp, and he collapsed on the ground.

It was only then that Nanhuang realized that he had unknowingly let out his murderous aura, his eyes lit up, and he withdrew his aura, and the figure of that person appeared in front of his eyes again.

Nan Moli, who was outside the hall, came in through the hall door with a somewhat anxious voice, "Your Majesty, what this man said is true. Instead of killing him easily, it is better to save his life and attract those who want to save him."

Nanhuang remained silent, as if he was thinking about something.After a while, he slowly opened his mouth and said softly: "In that case, let's keep him for a few more days."

"That person is not far from the palace if he wants to come. I don't have that much patience to wait. Call a few people over and greet Xiao Hong'er well. It would be better if that person shows up earlier."

Xuanyuan Jinhong froze all over, and was immediately overwhelmed by great fear. He greeted...

No one understands the horror hidden in this sentence better than him.

Greeting with a whip?stick?Or maybe a soldering iron?Or is there something new this time around?

He has endured this kind of greeting countless times, but every time it hurts him to death.Seeing Xuanyuan Jinhong curled up trembling all over, Nanhuang sneered at the corner of his mouth.

The golden short boots with dragon patterns kicked him lightly on the leg, and said casually, "Discount."

"Bang", there was a huge sound, the door of the palace was opened, and the cold wind outside the palace rushed out from the door in an instant, blowing people's body with real cold and pain.

Xuanyuan Jinhong hugged his knee slowly timidly. While moving his arm, he suddenly found that his wrist didn't know when it stopped hurting.

He moved secretly with doubts, yes, the wrist that was pinched off today has grown back on its own!Could it be, could it be caused by the internal force of that big man?A thought came to his mind.

If so, does it mean that if there are three or five people, the wounds all over his body will have a chance to heal?

Just as Xuanyuan Jinhong was thinking, he heard a burst of chaotic footsteps coming from far and near.

Of the five people, the lightness kung fu in the lead is pretty good, and the last four are slightly worse, but they can be regarded as masters.

After waiting for a stick of incense, I saw five people walking back and forth.

His hearing power has reached such an astonishing level.But what Xuanyuan Jinhong didn't know was that this was just the tip of the iceberg of magic skills.The reason why the prehistoric universe is so frightening is that it can absorb the internal energy of others for its own use.Others have worked hard day and night for 50 years, but he can obtain the opponent's skill in an instant.

The reason why Nanhuang and Nan Moli were deeply surprised by the speed of his wound healing was precisely because it required a huge amount of internal energy to be used to treat trauma. It was like someone holding a thousand taels of gold but only bought a meat bun. The level of luxury is jaw-dropping.

Nan Moli deduced that the visitor might have absorbed Qi Jianmu's internal energy to heal Xuanyuan Jinhong, which was also an important basis.

He is also a martial arts practitioner, so he naturally knows that internal strength is not easy to cultivate.Unless, it doesn't take much effort for that person to gain internal strength.

But since this person has such power, why didn't he just save Xuanyuan Jinhong?

Is such a peerless expert hiding in this palace?

Nan Moli's eyes were cold, and he pointed to Xuanyuan Jinhong's legs to the visitor, and said: "Your Majesty has an order to greet this kid well today, and his legs are broken."

The leader seemed to be stunned, looked at each other with the people behind him, and asked Nan Moli with an apologetic smile, "General, is it one leg or two? Did he break the knee or broke the leg bone?" ? You have made it clear that the lowly officials will be able to handle things more easily."

Xuanyuan Jinhong trembled all over, no one treated him as a human being, no one cared about his feelings.Like pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered, they collapsed on the ground, tears rolling down their eyes.

Nan Moli suddenly raised his head and glanced at the leader, and said, "Mei Xingjian, you are getting better at handling things now. Do you want me to ask His Majesty about such trivial matters as sesame and mung beans? It's up to you, just don't kill yourself." gone."

The leading man nodded repeatedly, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes."

Nan Moli nodded slightly, turned around and walked out.

The leading man nodded and bowed and waited for him to go far away, then turned around and sneered at Xuanyuan Jinhong, "Mr. Xuanyuan, who dares to disobey His Majesty's order? Look, you should lie down obediently, or Let us brothers spend more effort?"

Xuanyuan Jinhong trembled all over, shaking his hands repeatedly, his eyes were blurred by tears.

Mei Xing sneered again and again, this Xuanyuan Jinhong had a charming face, what a pity, what's the use of a pretty face, he's not the cheapest servant in the palace.

But in any case, he is His Majesty's man, and without His Majesty's order, he can only take a look.Sweeping his tongue slightly around his lips, he waved his hand with a sneer, and several people around him rushed up and held down Xuanyuan Jinhong's limbs.

A shrill scream crossed the sky, howling like a wounded beast, awakened many sleeping concubines, frowned, cursed a few times like complaining, turned over again, and fell into a deep sleep.

Only Concubine Liu was still sitting in her own hall, holding her fragrant cheeks and meditating.

The fruity fragrance lingers in the hall, and the sweet and quiet fragrance disperses in the palace, filling every corner.The fragrance of flowers intertwined with the fragrance of wine filled the palace where Concubine Liu lived with intoxicating fragrance.

Golden autumn pears, yellow-orange tangerines, red hawthorns... all kinds of fruits are arranged into exquisite and elegant fruit plates.

However, Concubine Liu, who was sitting in this fragrant room, was frowning, holding her fragrant cheek in one hand, and groping with the other on the tablecloth embroidered with large and beautiful peonies.

A somewhat frivolous voice came from the gate of the palace, Concubine Liu raised her head slightly, and saw Nanhuang standing at the gate with a smile on her face.Standing up quickly, he blamed the court lady and eunuch beside him, "I don't know how to report to your Majesty, but I'm so lazy every day, and I'm getting more and more unruly."

Nanhuang seemed to be in a good mood, walked towards Concubine Liu slowly, and said with a smile: "If you don't like it, just change a few, there are still a few maids in the palace."

The palace people were already used to the Southern Emperor's moodiness, and when they heard him say this, they all knelt down on the ground and begged repeatedly: "Your Majesty, forgive me, Your Majesty forgive me."

A few who were usually favored even begged directly to Concubine Liu, "Your Majesty, please save your slaves."

Concubine Liu raised her eyes to take a peek at Nanhuang's expression, and saw that although he had a smile on his face, the smile did not reach his eyes.There is still no trace of emotion in the eyes, like ice that will not melt for ten thousand years.

I shivered, and a chill ran from my spine to the back of my head.

Everyone knows that she is favored in the palace, but few people know the sadness behind this favor.She slowed down her pace, looked elegant, and the smile on her face was even more gentle.

Walking in front of the Southern Emperor, he bent down and knelt down with a smile, and said, "My concubine congratulates His Majesty."

"Oh" Nanhuang looked down at Concubine Liu, her cleverness and gentleness always brought him a unique comfort.The moment Nanhuang spoke, all the servants who begged for mercy were silent, and there was no follow-up words, which meant that they escaped a catastrophe today.

With gratitude to Concubine Liu, she quietly stood up and hid her figure in a corner where it was not obtrusive.

In just an instant, all the sounds stopped at the same time.

"Where does this joy come from?" Nanhuang's cold tone broke the sediment in the room, only his voice was unhurried, piercing the fragrance of fruits without a trace of warmth.

"Your Majesty's inner strength is strong, and your kung fu is profound. How can the maids in this room hear your footsteps?" Concubine Liu's charming voice was three points soft and five points flattering, she looked up at Nanhuang, her eyes full It's admiration.

Nanhuang bent down slightly, reached out and grabbed her hand.With a little effort, Concubine Liu felt as if she was in the arms of the Southern Emperor with a twist of her body.She buried her face in his arms shyly, breathing in Long Yanxiang's breath.

"In this harem, you probably know how to please me the most. It's no wonder I think of you often."

"His Majesty……"

Although Concubine Liu spoke nicely, there was a flash of hatred in Nan Huang's invisible eyes.

For so many years, she has always hated Nanhuang.

If possible, she would not want to stay by Nanhuang's side at all. Every time she saw Nanhuang, she would feel sick.

Concubine Liu turned her head to one side, and the tears in her eyes rolled down on the brocade pillow where the mandarin ducks were playing in the water.

It hurts, it hurts like tearing, her brain is buzzing, the joints all over her body seem to be torn apart and then pressed again, every place hurts so much that she sweats and tears.

She doesn't like Nanhuang, so much has passed, the only one she likes is still her fiancé...

In the past, she could naively think that she and her fiancé would meet again one day, but now...

Ah……

Concubine Liu laughed at herself inwardly...

She hates Xuanyuan Jinze, and she also hates Nanhuang, so she hates whoever took her body...

"Does it hurt?" Nan Huang saw a bluish-purple finger mark on Concubine Liu's arm through the moonlight, and his tone was cold.

"It hurts. But the concubine is happy with the pain. This pain is a blessing that many women in the palace can't ask for."

Nanhuang was stunned, then laughed loudly, stretched out his arms to embrace Concubine Liu, "There are many women in the palace, but they are not as smart as you, little Liuer, it is not in vain that I love you so much."

Concubine Liu lay in the arms of the Southern Emperor.A pair of wonderful eyes looked at the bottom of the dowry on her dressing table through the hanging tulle bed curtain.

There is a letter hidden somewhere, a letter from Yang Churuo.Although the letter didn't say it clearly, it invited her to plan to kill Nan Moli and Nanhuang together.What kind of courage would allow her to invite herself to kill her husband?Unless, she knows her situation...

The scenes of their acquaintance in Xianlefang back then were imprinted in her mind unconsciously.

When they first met, she really regarded Yang Churuo as a sister and thought of her sincerely.

It was precisely because of this that she was willing to receive Xuanyuan Jinze for her.

however……

Thinking of what happened next, Concubine Liu's face was strange and unpredictable, she couldn't see what she was thinking, but her hands were tightly clenched into a ball.

There was another shrill scream, and the night sky looked like a ghost, which made people feel chilled. The scream pierced the sky and shattered Ning Xin in the room.

Concubine Liu knew that it was Xuanyuan Jinhong's cry, and the cry was so miserable, it seemed that he was being tortured again.I heard that there are experts who want to save him, but I don't know which side it is.

While thinking, he slowly closed his eyes.

(End of this chapter)