"Help the Nalan clan and send her to the Wang family."
The heavy door seems to be ruthless, the voice is flowing, and the emotion is cold.
This day has just entered spring, but it is like winter is coming.
Changsheng pondered for a while, and then he knew what he was thinking: "My subordinates know how to do it!"
” Although he knew how to do it, he remembered the Chongmenhuan last night, and asked compassionately: "The subordinates will definitely be able to secretly help the Nalan clan send the fourth miss to the Wang family, if the fourth miss can't escape from the Wang family, the master's plan will be interrupted." ” Chongmen Jue wants to cast Chongmen Huan into a sword, if Chongmen Huan is folded in the Wang family, Chongmen Jue's sword will not be cast.
In the deep cold and cold night, the wind blew the window lattice and made a creaking sound.
He watched as the wind blew through the lampstand, blowing the corners of the man's robe like night on the high seat, and he seemed to be one with the night.
Became the soul of heaven and earth, darkness.
"If you want to become my sword, if you can't even overcome this difficulty, you can only be a waste sword, useless people, it's not worth bothering."
The man's cold and ruthless voice fluttered down from above, hiding too much killing cruelty.
Changsheng bowed his head and was silent.
In the dark night, under the faint beating lamp, the man in black clothes and black hair, like a black lotus blooming in the poison there, the black gas lingered, opening on the road of Hell Yellow Springs, blooming alone, lonely and poisonous.
Between heaven and earth, he is forever alone.
"Go ahead."
Changsheng received the order and bowed and retreated.
When he closed the door, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the man on the high seat, placing the black chess piece in his hand on the chessboard.
It seemed to be laughing, cold, cold to the bone.
He put down his chess pieces and muttered, "The game is on!"
” Changsheng closed the door in response, insulating the cold inside.
I don't know if the game that the master said was said to Yan Jiuming, or to others, or to many people!
In his chessboard is the whole world.
He left in a hurry, and he had to bend into what Chongmen ordered tonight, and help the Nalan clan so that she could send Chongmen Huan into the Wang family.
Looks like it's going to be another sleepless night tonight.
Chongmen Huan didn't know how he fell asleep, but he remembered that when he was reading, he drank a cup of tea, and she tried poison that cup of tea with a silver needle, but she drank it when it wasn't poisonous.
However, she didn't expect that she would end up in a coma.
I don't know why.
When she woke up again, she was already in a sedan chair.
Her hands and feet were tied, her whole body was soft and she couldn't use her strength, her body was a bright red wedding dress, her red hijab blocked her vision, she leaned on the soft cushion, and wanted to sit up straight, she was a little weak.
The person carrying the sedan chair walked very fast, and the sedan chair was very bumpy.
She tried to calm herself down, her bound hands pinching each other tightly, the pain making her head clearer and clearer.
Against all precautions, she was still hit.
What went wrong?
She didn't eat anything, so she drank a cup of tea, and the tea was not poisonous, so why did she fall into a coma?
Thinking about it, she couldn't even figure out what went wrong.
No matter how great Nalan's ability is, at most it is those little tricks in the house, poisoning the food, or putting ecstasy in the incense of the stove, but she has carefully checked both of them, and there is no problem.
To be able to poison her into a coma, that should be a very profound means.
Is this something that Nalan can do?
The more she thought about it, the more cold she felt.
I felt like I was caught in a game within a game.