Chongmen Huan raised his head in the candlelight, and his eyes burst into light.
"Green Yi, you go to Qingfeng Residence and tell Xie Qingluan that if you want to save Xie Ruyun, go to the Seven Emperor Uncle's Mansion quickly, she will definitely understand what I said!"
Chong Menhuan's gaze passed through the hallway, looking at the still dark night, and his eyes seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fog.
"I'm going to make it hard for each of you!"
Watching the green clothes bow down and leave quickly, she clenched her gums, but the innocent third aunt was killed by her!
Yan Jiuming, Nalan Xin, the hatred between us, from today onwards, will be liquidated!
It starts with Nalan Heart!
She opened her palm, and the white palm was stained with blood, which startled Hanzhu: "Little master, why did you hurt yourself like this." ” Hurriedly turned around to find someone to clean Chongmenhuan's wounds.
Hanzhu, who had just walked a few steps, suddenly heard a gentle and slow voice from a woman behind her, she was calling her: "Little bead, don't you recognize me?"
” Hanzhu stood in the center of the warm pavilion, trembling all over, and tears suddenly flowed.
In this world, only that person would call her so affectionately.
She came from the famine in the south, and when she was young, she lay dying at the foot of Yin Yang Mountain, at that time, the little Qin Xuanji was still immature.
The little girl bent down and said with red eyes, "Come with me, I won't let you go hungry!"
” From then on, she never forgot the girl's red eyes because she saw her dying, Qin Xuanji at that time was so kind that she was reluctant to step on an ant.
She also saw that after Qin Xuanji and Yan Jiuming, her whole person changed her personality.
Wounded and stained with blood, the killing was decisive just to let him reign in the world.
However, he reigned over the world, but there was no place for her.
Hanzhu is often sad, if it weren't for Yan Jiuming, Qin Xuanji would definitely be the most uninhibited, kind and beautiful woman in the sky and on the earth, even if she is debauched in the rivers and lakes, she can be peerless.
Love is a knife after all.
The lights in the warm pavilion were clearly extinguished, and the palace maids outside occasionally heard the crying of women inside, which seemed to be irrepressible joy, and finally returned to calm.
No one knows what happened inside, only Hanzhu knows that in this harem in the future, she has relatives again.
The hour had passed, and the sky was shrouded in an indelible layer of darkness, and a carriage came from the long street and stopped in front of the Seven Emperors' Uncle's Mansion.
The carriage stopped, and a slender woman emerged from the curtain.
She stood in front of the carriage and looked at the Seven Emperor Uncle's Mansion in the Gaomen Mansion, and finally did not choose to knock on the door, but with a tap of her toes, she jumped high with light skills and jumped into the courtyard from the side of the wall.
Disappeared into the night.
A courtyard in the backyard of the Seven Emperors' Mansion looks very luxurious at a glance, located in the lush flowers and plants, and the pavilions and pavilions are all extremely attentive.
This is the hostess's abode.
It's just that this luxurious and extreme pavilion, at this time there is no light, the maid who should have been on the night doesn't know where to go, the huge pavilion courtyard is empty, only the cold wind continues to pour in, up and down in the yard, after all, I don't know where to go.
From the warm bedroom in the middle of the pavilion, there was a faint sound of low crying, the woman's voice was hoarse to the extreme, and the cry sounded desolate and infinite.
Grief spread throughout the pavilion, tearing itself apart during the night.
Teach people to hear it, and they will shed tears.