My princess Lu Ziye

Chapter 49 048 The winner is the one who laughs last.

The beauty's words were poisonous, and the red letter spit out from her mouth was as red as blood, carrying endless pleasure of revenge.

"Shangguan Yanwan, it's really a turn of events. You have to know that the one who can have the last laugh is the real winner! Today I'm going to slash your proud face to pieces! How proud!"

Thinking of this, Shangguan Yanwan had difficulty breathing, as if her throat was being held back, and she couldn't help shaking.

She sat up, covered her face with her hands, and didn't stand up barefoot until her body stopped shaking.

Shangguan Yanwan stood in front of the window, looked at the crescent moon in the sky, and dug her fingertips into the flesh.

"Is the one who laughs last the real winner? Then in this life, how should I repay you as a big winner? Do you want to scratch your face too?"

The tone is so gentle, but the words that are spoken are cool, as if wrapped in the cold wind outside the window.

A white shadow flashed in Chonghua Palace, like a gust of wind blowing past Wuhen.

"Xiaosheng, did you see a figure just now?"

On duty tonight are Yaosheng and Yaosha, who have been hiding in the dark.

"No, what's the matter? Does anyone dare to visit Chonghua Palace at night?"

"Oh, maybe I was dazzled for a while."

"Since the princess was kidnapped, everyone has been panicking. It's not your fault."

In Chonghua Palace, the shadows of the branches of the plum trees were slanting, and the silence was restored.

Shangjing, the servant's mansion.

"Miss, it's so late, it's time to go to bed."

"Wait a little longer, there is a little more."

"But miss, it will hurt your eyes."

"You girl, just talk about it for a while."

"Miss, are you embroidering the girdle for the Duke?"

"My cousin likes durian flowers, and the durian flowers will bloom in a few months. I want to give it to him."

"Miss, you really care about the Duke, and all the noble girls in Beijing are not as good as you.

Sooner or later, the Duke of the State will be moved by you. He will definitely see your goodness and marry you into the Duke's mansion. "

"Stinky girl, you're the only one who talks too much."

Melting moonlight shone in through the small carved window, reflecting two slender figures.

One sat under the candlelight and threaded a needle, the other stood and watched, and the master and servant talked occasionally.

The woman who was embroidering was as white as jade and as delicate as a flower. Even if she was sitting, she could still see her graceful figure and elegant demeanor.

The master and servant talked for a while, and the maid helped the young lady to rest.

After extinguishing the candle, and gently closing the door, he carefully backed out.

The young lady was lying on the bed, still not asleep, thinking about the girdle that was about to be completed, and thinking about the appearance of her sweetheart after wearing it, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

The moonlight passed through the window, and the young lady just closed her eyelids and fell asleep lightly, when suddenly the cold wind gusts.

In a haze, the young lady pulled up the quilt subconsciously, but still felt a cold wind blowing in, rushing down her neck instantly.

There was a sudden weight on his body, as if something was sitting on it.

The young lady opened her eyes suddenly, her face turned pale with fright, she was about to scream out, but her mouth was covered by a pale hand!
Sitting on top of the quilt was a woman in white, her black hair hanging down, completely covering her face.

"You can still sleep so soundly after killing someone, don't you have any heart?"

The woman's voice was extremely hoarse, like an old bellows, with a weird "ho ho" sound.

The young lady's eyes were wide open, her face was extremely stiff, and a heart was about to jump out of her throat.

She was like a fish on a chopping board, struggling desperately.

(End of this chapter)