Chapter 759

Lanyuying didn't find that Yuefeng's face was abnormal. She was immersed in the words behind him and felt deeply at a loss and at a loss.

Brother just said, let her prepare to succeed the empress?

Yuefeng pulled her to the door and stopped to look back. She saw her standing in the wind, her blue skirt swinging, her green silk rising slightly, and there was still a smile on her face.

After some hesitation, he asked, "why did you suddenly go to the side hall and do something to her?"

"It's not ziluo who said she..." Lan Yuying suddenly stopped and looked away. She was afraid that if she said more, ziluo would be punished. She tried to expose it: "Su qianle was not a good man."

The moon wind glanced at her exposed catkins, slender and soft palms, and the snow-white fingertips were still stained with bright red blood.

I think she has been sitting here waiting for news since she returned to the palace.

After a moment of meditation, Yuefeng said in a warm voice, "go back and wash and have a meal quickly. After such a long cold wind, drink a bowl of hot soup to warm up your body."

LAN Yuying smiled and nodded in response, turned around, then showed suspicious color on her face, turned her head and asked uncertainly, "brother, just now, did you say..."

"If you want her to be free, be ready to ascend the throne." Without explaining, he turned and stepped out of Xianyu palace.

The afterglow of the sunset made his figure extremely slender, but it was also extremely lonely

Even if ziluo was hidden in the remote by Qi Liu, Yuefeng saved her mind to find her out, but she was easily found by Lu Di.

Lu Di looked at Feilian and stopped at the door. He looked embarrassed and said, "Lord Feilian, it's no use for you to embarrass me. I'm also under orders."

Feilian has already inquired about Su qianle. Ginger said it was a knife through the heart. Su qianle will not live, and will die in early summer.

At this time, if the purple rose is handed over, there is no way to live except to die.

Therefore, even if he knew it was difficult for Ludi, he still begged: "can you declare that there is no figure of her here?"

Lu Di sighed: "it's no use. The king is determined to dig her out and will find her three feet. Even if you can hide for a while, the later you go, the heavier the punishment will be. You should know better than anyone else."

Feilianhu insisted on refusing to give in at the door. He smiled bitterly: "if there is still a chance to be forgiven, I will take her there without you saying, but ziluo has only a dead end. Can you let her go as soon as possible and choose a comfortable way to die?"

Ziluo, who had been knocked unconscious by Qi Liu in the house, woke up in the sound of their quarrel. Then she heard the sound of pulling knives out of the house. She hurriedly pushed and pulled the door and found that the outside was locked and opened her mouth in a hurry: "Feilian, let me see him."

The soldiers who were about to meet outside the house had a meal. Lu Di looked at Feilian and advised again: "she doesn't want to go, and you can't hide her."

"Feilian, get out of the way. It has nothing to do with you." Purple Luo's tone was fierce for two minutes. After waiting for a moment, she saw that he didn't make a sound, and then his voice softened again, with the meaning of silk begging: "this is my business, please get out of the way..."

There was a whirl of footsteps outside the door. Feilian finally put down his long sword and let it aside. The lock was opened. Ziluo knelt down on one knee to reed.

"Lord ziluo, I can't stand it..." Lu Di quickly helped him.

"I hope you don't report it. He once blocked it." Purple Rose glanced at Feilian lightly.

Seeing the always proud purple Luo, Lu Di lowered her eyebrows and eyes at the moment. She bit her teeth and accepted it. She saluted her and said helplessly, "please..."

The sunset glow reflects the moonlight and starlight, and the sky is filled with smoke pink, just like Penglai in the fog.

The moon wind leaned half on a cane bench, and the silk lamp in the hospital was already on, reflecting a bright and clear shadow, a little blue, accompanied by a flute sound, sad and sad, like an undercurrent.

The scene was reflected in my eyes, like a picture of heaven.

His eyes melted into the twilight, and the garden was full of flowers and trees, flashing a palpitating sadness.

Qi Liu kept outside the hospital, and her heart had sunk to the abyss.

He has followed the Lord for so long. This is the third time he has heard the Lord play the flute.

The first time was when Yuefeng Wan was 15 years old, his blood stained Moon Palace. The second time was when Yuefeng Wan broke up with Hou's courtyard wall in early summer.

This is the third time

He doesn't know what will happen this time.

Ziluo's steps towards the Moon Palace were also slightly frustrated after hearing the faint and dark flute. She took a deep breath and held her clothes tightly before she continued to take steps.

"Lord, purple rose is coming." Qi Liu was so unwilling that he had to enter and interrupt his flute sound.

Yuefeng put down the flute in his hand, but he didn't speak.

However, Qi Liu understood his meaning with a wave and a move from his raised hand, and stepped back to let purple Luo in.

"See the Lord." Ziluo respectfully paid homage.

"I came very quickly. It seems that I didn't intend to leave at all." Yuefeng Wan Yin laughed a little. He didn't look back at her or let her get up. It seemed that he just sighed.

The moonlight loomed, and a faint dark blue appeared on the horizon.

Ziluo's body on the ground couldn't help but look up a little, and a pair of black leather boots stepped on the bud tip.

She looked up along her boots. He wore a sky blue Royal dress embroidered with auspicious clouds. It was cut appropriately and was extremely slim and straight.

Even if the anger flickered in the bottom of his eyes, it was bright in her eyes: "the Lord is here, where can my subordinates go?"

Yuefengwan was already very kind to her. Last night, she tried to climb up her bed and put it in the past according to the palace rules. She wanted to throw it into the sex room after tattooing.

Although Feilian pleaded for mercy, if he didn't have the intention to forgive, he wouldn't easily just ban his feet in Xianyu palace.

Ziluo was raised by him, because ziluo was still young when he followed him. He was able to keep her intact from Yuehua's lost hands.

Over the years, although he was close to many women, he never touched the subordinates who served beside him.

Especially ziluo, it's even more impossible to touch her at all.

Yuefeng pulled the already handsome face and showed a slight pallor. Just because he threw ziluo out of the couch, did ziluo encourage LAN Yuying to kill Su qianle?

The color of anger in his eyes faded and turned into a kind of disgust within reach.

However, ziluo can face his anger directly, but she can't bear his full purpose to avoid it.

"Everything my subordinates do is for the Lord. Lord, you can scold me, punish me and kill me. Please don't hate me..." ziluo knelt forward for two steps and tried to crawl at his feet.

Yuefeng pulled back two steps, and his tone was a hundred times colder than usual: "I can't tolerate self righteous subordinates."

Purple Luo silently lowered her eyes, smiled desolately, and knelt down properly: "my subordinates, thank you. I wish the LORD your health as always."