The fire started to burn.

The cold blade was facing her, and the wedding dress of the wife deeply hurt the eyes of the new emperor. The thousands of congratulations of that day were clearly replayed in his mind. At this moment, the setting sun was like the clothes of her wife at that time.

That was the clothes she wanted to wear in her dreams.

The new emperor looked through the pearl curtain and looked at her picturesque eyebrows, her face like a girl and her gentle temperament as a wife. Her eyes that always smiled were extremely cold at this moment.

"Do you want to use this to threaten me? Yun Qingchen." The new emperor's eyes were red with hatred. If he knew that there would be such a day, he would never keep her to this day.

For the position of her wife, she really... tried her best.

"My wife will only be your legitimate sister, and you are only worthy of being my insignificant wife."

Faced with the new emperor's anger and belittlement, she just smiled and showed a light ridicule, "Qingchen is still guilty of being so proud of His Majesty's actions that day, which made Qingchen wake up. Speaking of which, Qingchen is really..." He smiled softly with his lips, expressing endless sarcasm, "Thanks to you, "husband."

Speaking of that day, the new emperor twisted his face. When he thought of the slut in front of him, he felt extremely disgusted.

"You adulterers...uh..."

I saw Qingchen raise his hand, and the secret guard beside him sank into his abdomen with a sword, and blood flowed down. It was rare for his pampered body to hold back the pain and exhale without pain, but it still made him tremble all over.

"Adolescent woman..." Qingchen gritted his teeth, "It's really good."

"Your Majesty, just watch, your vast country falls into the hands of others." After that, Qingchen snorted coldly and left. Those who dared to intercept her were all stabbed in the heart by the secret guard beside her.

The fire spread to the palace, Qingchen walked down the altar and saw the intruder commanding people to put out the fire.

Squinted at everything in front of her, the dark guard of the night appeared behind her and bowed respectfully, picked her lips and looked at the useless work they had done, put her fingers on her lips and let out a sarcastic chuckling overflow her lips.

Raise your hand, raise your arms, take steps, and dance.

Everyone in the world says that the number one beauty in Kyoto is good at singing and dancing, and she is beautiful in the world. But no one knows that her legitimate sister Yun Qingchen dances, she really amazed the world and is truly a beauty on earth.

She never dances, but now she wants to dance in this sea of ​​fire that cannot be easily extinguished, and dance the first dance in her life.

In ancient times, there was a phoenix courting for butterflies, but now there was a cloud of clouds and dust dancing in life and death.

I couldn't help laughing out loud, and the loyal dark guard had already pointed the sharp blade in his hand at him. The fiery red figure merged with the desperate fire under the horrified eyes of everyone, and blood splattered all over the body at the same time.

The secret guards rolled onto the ground with their masked heads, verifying their loyalty with their life and death at this moment.

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Fire, warm as light, escapes from endless darkness, no longer a weak and powerless body, every inch of skin that slides through fingertips is as smooth as a girl.

Sitting weakly on the chair, cold sweat oozing out the skin and wet the clothes behind him. The fire was like a terrible nightmare. When I woke up from the dream, everything was false.

Come back.

Looking at him pushing the door open, the mask that was different from other secret guards was so familiar. The actions of the people in front of him were so vivid that they proved that she was back.

The only thing that can make him enter and exit without any scruples is his life in his ancestral home.

The transparent water fell on the dress and the dark flowers dimly opened. The slender willow eyes were filled with water vapor, and the foggy look was innocent and pitiful. It hurts people's hearts.

The visitor suddenly panicked, hugged a bunch of books and stood there in a daze, and hurriedly put down the account book, but what could he do if he put down the account book?

The extended hand stopped, but he didn't expect the lady who had always been charming to grab his hand and scold him angrily, "Idiot... Um..." and couldn't help but whimper.

This scene was extremely embarrassed, but it also made him feel very distressed. He just took into account his identity and did not dare to do rude things rashly. He had to rush out the silk handkerchief and handed it over nervously.

Fortunately, I was picked up.

Yonghe was rarely relieved. When he thought about it carefully, he felt that it was a great grace. The lady's hand had already been taken back, and she couldn't help but feel a little regretful of the softness of that moment.

No, what am I thinking? I was shocked to realize my disrespect for the lady. Yonghe suddenly shook his head, ashamed of his dirty thoughts, and wanted to kneel down and beg the lady for punishment.

"Miss..." Yonghe spoke, but was slapped hard.

The first reaction was that she hit the plain hand on the mask. She wanted to see it, but because the master and servant were not afraid to offend him, she had to kneel down and comfort him, "The mask is cold, and I am so offensive to my subordinates. I am willing to receive punishment on my own. Please don't do such a thing that hurts my hands again."

He has a thick skin and a thick flesh. He has been used to all kinds of injuries for the sake of the lady over the years, but the lady is precious and can play the piano and paint with her hands, but she must not cause any damage because of him.
Chapter completed!