Chapter 8

Her eyes cold, plain hand pointed to the bowl of Medicine on the table: "you four, drink that bowl of medicine!"

That is the medicine soup that Wei chiya was going to use to fill the night.

Wei Chi Ya turned his head and looked at his entourage. He pushed him hard: "don't go and drink!"

"If you don't drink, you don't want to live."

Wei Chi Ya's eyes widened in horror, and he rushed to him, picked up the bowl of medicine and took a big sip.

The other three attendants, one of them, drank.

Night clear eyes see them will a bowl of medicine soup, drink clean, the corner of the eye enchanting cold awn, more people.

Without saying a word, she walked out of the room.

Then bring the door and lock it.

That bowl of medicine, not poison, is just a kind of medicine to make women obedient.

She let them several, eat the evil fruit, try the medicine.

Night Qingluo did not leave immediately, was thinking of going to a room to find a suit to change, suddenly a dark shadow passed by.

No hostility, no panic at night.

Fixed eyes a look, see a Feng half kneeling on the ground, hands holding a set of red long skirt.

"You..."

"Miss night seven, please change your clothes." Ah Feng's voice is cold, not humble or overbearing.

He Why didn't he leave with emperor Mo Xuan?

Just want to open the mouth to ask, a Feng will put that set of red long shirt into her hand, a body, disappear in the air.

“……” Nima, colder than she is.

Did emperor Moxuan send him to send clothes to himself?

Night Qingluo holding clothes, body quickly moving in the inn, found a room without people.

The elixir that emperor Mo Xuan fed her worked in minutes.

Now her body, no injuries.

What's more, the Xuanxin jade block in the heart continuously conveys her endless power

This It's Xuanxin jade made by Emperor Mo Xuan for her. Xuanxin jade Can you make it, too?

Do not want to understand, night clear off simply not to think about those things burning brain, take off the body that is covered with blood white robe.

After the bloodstain on the body is wiped clean, night Qingluo wears the complicated clothes with memory and body instinct.

In the room, there is a bronze mirror.

Night Qingluo looks at the people in the mirror, can't help but tut mouth.

Is she reincarnated or reincarnated?

this face is as like as two peas.

Delicate facial features, curved eyebrows, water-saving eyes, long and narrow corners of the eye outline the natural radian, particularly enchanting, to this pure face, and added a bit of charm.

Eh

Between the eyebrows, it seems that there is something?

Night Qingluo approached the bronze mirror and reached out to touch his eyebrow. He saw a red trace, like A small corner of a petal.

But after kneading and kneading, I can see that the brow is as white as snow, and there is nothing.

Is she dazzled, hallucinating?

No, how does she feel like her hallucination is getting worse and worse

How could she see a circle of pink patterns on her arm?

This shape It looks like cherry blossom!

Night Qingluo rubbed with his hands, the pattern is still there.

Rubbing the eyes, the pattern is still there.

Is it not hallucination?

How could she not remember that she had such a ring of birthmarks on her body?

Rubbing, suddenly a small voice, into the ear: "little girl, little girl, you don't rub, you don't rub..."

The sudden sound makes the night clear, eyes light, a sharp light, from the bottom of the eyes.

"Who!"

She looked around warily, and her eyes were full of killing intention.

"Little girl, don't look so ugly. Just relax. Let's communicate with each other slowly." It was so close, so close, it was like standing in front of yourself.

But at night, I can't see half a person.

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