Chapter 220

Wei Guanshu quietly looked at this beautiful and flexible woman in front of her eyes, even if she could read countless people, she could not see through her mind.

"Elder sister, you should remember that it is you, not me, who killed more than 200 people of the Wei family. If you didn't set up this situation, how could you force my grandfather into a desperate situation of rebellion? Elder sister's intelligence can be harmless, but there will always be someone to bear the consequences. " Wei iris's voice is cold and quiet, just like the cold wind flowing through the gap of the curtain into Wei Guanshu's body.

From then on, Wei Guanshu was no longer a clean person. Her hands were stained with blood and the blood of her family members.

"As long as you can stay with Yunxie, it's worth doing anything." Wei Guanshu clenches her fist tightly in the cloud sleeve. She has no turning back, and all this is forced by Wei iris.

Wei iris seems to have heard the funniest joke in the world. Her clear eyes and eyebrows are not smiling: "does sister really love Yunxie? I'm afraid my sister only loves herself. You made this play to make Yunxie believe that it was helpless for her sister to marry the Marquis of Wenchang at the beginning, but I don't believe it. What she wanted was to live in prosperity. "

The clear eyes of Wei iris are like a sharp sword that instantly penetrates Wei Guanshu. Wei Guanshu only feels that the cold rises from the bottom of her feet, and then spreads to her whole body. It seems that in front of Wei iris, she looks like she has been stripped of her clothes, and is seen inside and outside.

Wei Guanshu's hands are twisted together, and Wei iris reaches out and grabs one of her hands to watch carefully: "my sister really has a pair of skillful hands. She plays a good song with one hand, makes a scarlet with the other hand, and can make a unique fragrance. She can even make the sparrow flying south in the cold."

On the ceremony that day, the empress didn't sprinkle wine on Wei iris's dress, but a refined fragrance that attracted swallows to hover around her.

Wei Guanshu suddenly pulls out her hand, her pupil suddenly shrinks.

Yunxie rode and galloped. Xuanli followed him closely. It can be seen that Wang Ye was in a bad mood. It seems that Wang Ye is always moody recently, which makes him a little unpredictable.

Shangli rides a horse to catch up with him. He calmly says to Xuanli, "go to protect the princess. I'll accompany you here."

Shangli's riding skill is better than his own. When the prince is in a bad mood, Shangli will always race with him.

Xuanli holds the reins and stops in place, waiting for the carriage to catch up.

Cloud evil looks at the front of the clamped horse's belly and drives the reins fiercely. The handsome horse under him is as fast as lightning. The wind roars in his ear, and the flying clothes make the sound of hunting.

Yunxie's heart seems to be blocked by something. He needs to vent. He thought he had a good control of everything, but when the wound in his heart burst, he still couldn't keep calm.

War left behind in the cloud evil is not willing to give up.

Yunxie holds the reins and stops at the top of the mountain. He looks at the clouds in Beijing and the floating clouds in the sky. His heart seems to be much more comfortable.

"It's hard to look back. One day the Lord will get everything he wants." Shangli has been standing on his side.

"This is the last time my king has indulged himself." He has no right to indulge himself. He has to bear a lot of things.

"Does the Lord really want to keep the young lady by his side?" How many women are there beside the Lord? He is not qualified to intervene. But such a beauty with complex identity will stay beside the Lord, which may delay the Lord's affairs. He has to remind the Lord.

"She has been homeless, and what's more, she once" Yunxie pursed her thin lips and squinted at the sea of clouds in the distance. His heart was finally touched. After all, Wei Guanshu was only a weak woman, a woman forced to surrender to her father and brother. Now she is so lonely and helpless. If she was allowed to die, he could not do it.

Now the secret of the Dragon Tiger jade pendant reappears in the world. Even if people think that the clue of the Dragon Tiger jade pendant has been broken with the death of prime minister Wei, there are many intelligent people in the Jianghu. They will track all the people related to the Wei family, and the sisters of the Wei family are their biggest target.

It will take two days to get to Mo City. Xuanli has arranged an inn for everyone since it is too late to see the sky.

The dark clouds block out the sun, and the snow falls. Wei iris feels that it's extremely cold today. The cold invades the bone marrow. Although Yinsheng wraps all the quilts around her, her lips are still purple and her face is blue and white. Even the eyes with water light seem to be covered with a layer of cold frost.

"Did the princess get cold?" Yin Sheng put his hand on Wei iris's forehead and explored it, only to find that the princess's forehead was extremely cold.

"Go to the king." Yinsheng said anxiously to ah Qing.

A Qing walked out in a flash.

Wei iris has almost lost consciousness. She just holds Yin Sheng's hand tightly and murmurs, "it's cold"

Yin Sheng holds Wei iris tightly in her arms. This scene seems familiar. Last time at the farmer's house, the housewife looked like this. She was poisoned, and Yin Sheng's tears came down.

In the elegant guest room, Wei Guanshu is wearing a plain white light yarn, which is extremely thin and transparent. It can even reflect the belly pocket with lotus color embroidered with Bihe, and the skin slightly exposed at the neckline, just like the good lanolin shining with attractive luster under the heavy lighting.

Wei Guanshu raised her hand slightly, and the broad cuff slipped, revealing her white arm like lotus root. The red blood dripping from the coral beads on her arm made her white as jade.

"Lord, try the milk soup I made myself." Wei Guanshu's voice is soft and beautiful, just like a graceful oriole.

The windows in the guest room are all closed tightly, which makes the room more fragrant.

Yunxie's body even has a trace of dry heat. Wei Guanshu's soft voice is like a small hand scratching his heart.

Wei Guanshu hands over the pink and five blessing cups. Her hands seem to touch Yunxie's warm palms unintentionally. The friction between her fingers makes Wei Guanshu's heart tremble.

"Don't waste Guan Shu's mind." Wei Guanshu's cheeks are blushing, as if she had put on good rouge.

Cloud evil slowly raised the cup just to enter, but heard a disorderly knock on the door. Liu ER and a Qing quarreled outside the door.

"Go away! Don't spoil the good things of the Lord and my master. " Liu'er was in a hurry for a moment. Without thinking about it, she blurted out.

Hearing liu'er's words, ah Qing knew that the people inside were definitely in the middle of the Spring Festival. A Qing turns to think of his master's pain and death, and the fire in his heart goes up.