Chang Ling's guess was not wrong.
The curtain curtain hung down, and the wind blew in through the gap in the window lattice, blowing the curtain and dancing gently, like a ghost in the night, and an equally ghostly voice came from inside: "This king wants to see if she can survive in this murderous heavy family, the treacherous imperial capital!"
” It's a big deal!
Changsheng looked at the figure inside the curtain, his unsmiling face could kill at any time, and said lightly: "Why is the master so interested in the fourth lady?"
” When I came back this time, the master's attitude towards Miss Four was different from before.
Previously it was disgust, but now, it is interested.
It's hard to figure out why.
"Because she looks more and more like that person!"
The voice of the heavy door came from inside, gloomy and hoarse, and it sounded infinitely gloomy and terrifying.
The two subordinates lowered their heads and did not dare to speak, knowing that the master had remembered the Seven Girls, who was once the most brilliant and brilliant woman in heaven and earth, who had been loved and feared by the people of the world, and had disappeared silently in the treacherous changes of the imperial capital.
Born prosperous, died tragically.
After half a ring, Chang Ling cautiously asked, "What does the master plan to do with the fourth young lady?"
” The man's hand holding Yang Hao slowly swam on the paper, and his voice was as hoarse and cold as ever: "I want to carve her into the sharpest knife, and then, give it to Yan Jiuming!"
” Really.
The heavy answer confirmed the conjecture in Chang Ling's heart, this time when he came back, the fourth lady accidentally broke into the master's side, and a round of unpredictable planning and battle arose, and she became a chess piece on the master's chessboard.
Seemingly, crucially.
"Master, it's just a fourteen-year-old girl, don't say that she can help you achieve great things, even if it's the strangulation of the Nalan clan, she can't hide from it!"
Changsheng's tone was indifferent, and he didn't have much hope for Chongmenhuan.
If you want to be a good chess piece for your master, it is not a heavy responsibility that a weak woman like Chongmenhuan can bear.
Under the candlelight, a shallow arc was hooked on the lips of the heavy door, and in an instant, all the brilliance and beauty in this world are indescribable, and there is nothing in the world enough to describe the charm of this person's lips.
Chang Ling and Chang Sheng were a little dumbfounded when they saw the look that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
How long has it been since the master laughed?
Even if this smile is too cruel now.
"This king will also add a fire to the Nalan clan, if she can't survive and die, it will prove that she is not worthy, only by coming alive from the bloody storm will she become a knife in my hand!"
The man's words are cold and ruthless, and they are more chilling than this spring breeze night.
Changsheng lowered his head and said shallowly: "Fourth Miss looks soft and weak, but her subordinates always feel that there is something very wonderful about her, a little weird, a little evil, a little ......
Mysterious. ” "Indeed, the victory or defeat of this house fight drama of the Chongmen family is difficult to decide."
Chang Ling agreed.
Chongmen's tone became more and more slow, leisurely and evil: "Wait to watch the show!"
” The tips of Chang Ling and Changsheng's hearts trembled, and they felt that there was a cold and murderous aura lingering all over their bodies, making people dare not breathe harder.
In the study, there was an extremely strange silence for a while.
Hearing the deep courtyard outside, in the cold night, the wind passed around the hall violently, a gust of wind blew the leaf window of the study suddenly, making a noisy squeak, the wind blew the curtain up, and in the separate curtain tent, the man suddenly raised his hand, and the sheep in his hand was hit out by the sharp internal force, and swept towards the window.
In this sword-rattling and incomparably cold atmosphere, I heard his voice, like a ghost: "Yan Jiuming, this king wants to forge a sharp sword and insert it straight into your heart!"
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