"yes!"

Master Qu quickly responded.

Standing up with agility that was not befitting his age, he picked up Qu Linlang, who was still unwilling to leave, and quickly left the imperial study, not daring to delay for even a moment.

The emperor was angry.

Corpses littered the fields.

But blood flows like a river.

What's more, not even Master Qu had ever seen Xiang Xuanhai get so angry.

It seems that Ying Qian this time.

Even if he had nine lives, he wouldn't be able to survive.

When the surroundings returned to silence.

Ying Qian also came into Xiang Xuanhai's sight from the screen where he was hiding.

Their eyes met.

Her eyelashes trembled and she said softly:

"I sent Qianqiu to deliver a message, not to see Wen Qingzhi, but to give him Taohua in his house. Taohua is the girl I entrusted to him to take care of, and she was also my maid when I was in Beiyan. I want to ask her about Beiyan.

The past grudges between Yan and the Western Regions."

Yingqian immediately explained the cause and effect clearly.

I was about to talk about the consequences.

Xiang Xuanhai had strode towards her.

His tall figure cast an aggressive shadow.

Yingqian retreated subconsciously.

It wasn't until the back of her head hit the hard screen that she realized that there was no way out behind her.

She was trapped between Xiang Xuanhai and the screen.

Every breath has a breath that is unique to him.

Like burning sandalwood.

Some of the Buddhist spirit of being pure and reticent is missing, leaving only the domineering and strong character named Xiang Xuanhai.

"It's wrong of me to lie to you, but Wen Qingzhi and I have no personal relationship. Although we met last night, we only talked about the Western Region and the North..."

Yingqian tried her best not to look at him, but in the middle of her explanation, Xiang Xuanhai's hot palm was already pressed against her cheek.

The rough fingertips traced the delicate skin.

Follow the contour of the lower jaw and move all the way downstream.

Until it landed on the red bruise on the neck.

"It turns out that he left it behind."

Xiang Xuanhai sneered, his fingers suddenly closed, he lowered his head, leaned towards Yingqian's ear, and said again:

"You secretly had sex with the man next to you behind Gu's back, and you dared to trick me into stealing into the imperial kitchen. Do you really think that Gu is reluctant to kill you?"

A strong feeling of suffocation came.

Yingqian's eyes widened.

All the charming atmosphere before was completely shattered by the sudden murderous intent.

The pain keeps piling up.

Gradually, even consciousness began to become a little blurry.

Yingqian no longer doubted that Xiang Xuanhai really wanted to kill her.

Could it be that this world...

Is this the end?

His eyes were turning black.

Countless scars glowing with blood occupy the whites of his eyes.

Yingqian could no longer hold on and fainted in Xiang Xuanhai's arms.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

There is a faintly fragrant breath coming into your breath.

Yingqian slowly opened her eyes.

Has she changed her world again?

But her vision gradually became clearer, and the surrounding furnishings were no different from the palace where she lived.

Only it seemed to be a little quieter.

Yingqian touched his neck, feeling a little worried.

fortunately.

He was not really strangled to death by the tyrant.

Otherwise, her strategy will not go forward.

Yingqian was about to get out of bed.

But suddenly I realized something was not right.

her legs...

No consciousness anymore.

Clearly the eyes can see.

It can also be touched with the palm of your hand.

But no matter how hard Yingqian tried, her legs still seemed to be dead and refused to obey her orders.

Even when her fist hit it.

Pinch and twist.

The skin and flesh were tortured from pale white to a mixture of blue and purple.

Yingqian still couldn't control her legs.

It was as if her legs had become the most common decoration in the corner beside the table.

"Miss!"

There was a burst of exclamation.

As soon as Taohua stepped through the door, she saw Yingqian facing her legs, torturing her non-stop.

She was startled, and rushed to the bed, using her body to protect Ying Qian's legs, and said anxiously:

"Miss, what's wrong with you? Why do you do this? Look, this area is swollen. I'm going to find medicine..."

"Peach Blossom."

Yingqian raised his head, his dark eyes showing a rare look of confusion.

"My legs won't work."

"ah?"

Taohua was stunned.

It seemed like he couldn't understand what Ying Qian said.

"Are you numb from my pressure? I'll get out of the way right now and just rub it for you, Miss!"

She rubbed her palms to warm them, then covered Yingqian's calf, carefully avoiding the injured area, and pinched it gently a few times.

"Miss, is this better?"

Looking at the peach blossoms, my eyes are full of confusion.

Yingqian pressed his forehead and tried his best to calm down, but his tone was still a little anxious.

"Where is Qianqiu? And Wen Qingzhi, are they dead?"

"have no idea."

Taohua tilted her head, while rubbing Yingqian's legs, she said:

"Suddenly someone came to the palace and asked me to come in to take care of the young lady, so I came over."

Yingqian narrowed his eyes, barely suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and asked again:

"Before you enter the palace, what can Wen Qingzhi tell you?"
To be continued...