Chapter 1O93

Until I went back to the Lord Hengqin's house, even the moon couldn't think of a reason. She simply put it aside for a while and didn't want to.

On that day, she lay down early to have a rest, got rid of Xu Liang, and felt particularly secure watching Duke Xu be imprisoned in the prison.

In her dream, she saw Yun Zheng again.

This time, there was no darkness, no killing, no intrigue. They sat and talked in a place full of peach blossoms. Yun Zheng drew her Dai Mei. She raised her face and looked at him and smiled. He was dressed in a silver robe with boundless elegance.

Speaking of happiness, he held her in his arms and whispered in her ear, "I love you, my moon."

She put her hand around his neck, put it on his hand, and depicted his beautiful and flawless facial features with her slender hands——

From eyebrows, eyes, nose, to lips, every place passed by carefully, and then fell asleep in his arms with satisfaction, listening to him gently coax her to sleep in her ear.

When she woke up, it was like eating preserves. A slight smile appeared on her lips, and the whole heart was happy.

Lian Xiangyue found that she had not felt so happy for a long time. It was just a dream, which made her feel so sweet. God knows - Yunzheng, I miss you so much. I miss you holding me. There is no more trouble before flowers and under the moon.

We have experienced too much in our two lives.

At dawn, she got out of bed with the help of Qingdai and mammy Tai. For some reason, it seemed that only overnight, her actions were more clumsy. When she looked down, she couldn't see her toes. Fortunately, there was still a gap between her arms and legs, her back was still thin, and the only fat place was her stomach.

She teased herself and said, "I can roll around like a ball."

Qingdai said, "princess, you are really optimistic. The little prince and princess will be as strong as you."

Like her?

When Lian Xiangyue heard this, she gave a slight meal, like which of her? Her past life? Her in this life?

No, it was her in previous life and this life. She had experienced the most terrible darkness, the most tragic betrayal and the most painful experience to be so powerful today.

Only herself and Yun Zheng know what she has experienced.

"No, don't be like me. I hope he will be favored all his life and will always be bright and romantic. " Looking at herself in the mirror, Lian Yueyue said with a touch of hope on her face.

"Princess, you really scared us." Mother Tai recalled yesterday's events and still had lingering palpitations. "When you went to the Jinluan hall with a sword in your arms, when we were waiting outside the Zhengyang gate, Qingdai almost fainted twice, and the maidservants couldn't stand on their legs."

"Yes, princess, if your highness Jiu is here, I know you are like this, but it will hurt me to death." Qingdai now remembers that when the princess went to chaotang alone yesterday, her back was deeply shocked and engraved in her heart forever.

"If your highness nine were here, you wouldn't let the princess work so hard. Those gentle dogs will go to hell and never be reborn!" Said mammy Tai.

Lian Xiangyue listened to the two slaves say these words, and a smile slowly appeared on his face.

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Feng Ye stood quietly under the tree. The wind blew and his face was like a knife. He reached out and folded a branch and put it in his hand. One by one, the leaves fell down one by one.

He looked at his hand——

He killed the woman who had conceived a woman for himself and the child. Now he also killed his uncle. Xu Liang should die, but it was always his uncle. It was up to others to say.

However, he was scared before he died yesterday and almost said what he shouldn't have said.

He is not as obvious as Feng Qianyue, but he has unknowingly killed many people on this road to seize power.

These hands are covered with blood.

"Yinhuai, bring me some wine. I haven't drunk for a long time." Feng Ye orders.

"Yes."

Yin Huai quickly brought a pot of wine and a jade cup, while Feng Ye took the wine pot and looked up. The precious liquid flowed out of the mouth of the pot.

He opened his mouth and immediately felt a strong mellow smell. At that time, the whole person closed his eyes and let the liquor paralyze him.

After drinking a pot of wine, Feng Ye's cheeks turn red and his whole body emits a strong smell of wine. He holds the pot in his hand and stumbles a little for two steps. Then his legs and feet soften, he sits down and backs against the tree.

His eyes gradually blurred, as if he had seen someone, and an illusory smile appeared on his face.

"Ha ha..."

He picked up another pot of wine and continued to drink.

At this time, not far away, a figure came slowly. When she saw Feng Ye's figure, she stopped and looked at him. His figure looked a little cold, but there was an unspeakable loneliness and loneliness.

She raised her hand, motioned the servant girl beside her to step back and walked to Feng Ye step by step.

Gradually, Feng Ye hears the news from behind him. His face is overjoyed. He suddenly turns around and says, "moon..." when he sees Xie Jinran's face, he swallows back.

Is he crazy? Is he evil? How could even the moon appear behind him? It's never possible!

Now, we have completely embarked on two roads, which may be accompanied by bloody rain in the future.

Although Feng Ye didn't shout out the name at last, Xie Jinran already knew what she wanted to shout from his mouth. She pretended not to notice. She came forward, bowed slightly and said, "Your Highness, do you have something on your mind? I don't think you look very well. You might as well have a good rest and don't think about anything else. "

Her eyes were full of concern, without any doubt or questioning.

In this way, Feng Ye can't help but let go of his wariness. The sadness at the bottom of his eyes is no longer hidden. A trace of bitterness appears at the corners of his mouth. He looks up and breathes in, saying:

"Yes, there seems to be a big stone in my heart. I can't breathe. I don't know whether I got it or lost it, or... I've never started."

Xie Jinran listened carefully and said, "Your Highness, whether you get or lose, it is a feeling in your heart. If your highness feels that you get it, you get it. If your highness feels that you lose it, you lose it. Your highness, it's not important to get or lose. The most important thing is that your highness is happy and comfortable. "

Although this conversation will not make Feng Ye want to make friends for the time being, he is also willing to listen to Xie Jinran.

The wine pot in Feng Ye's hand slipped down. He slowly spread out his palm. The palm was full of wine, but it turned into blood in his eyes.