523 How can it be like this

Thousands of wings lie on **, slanting at the woman beside them.

Qian Yuyi smiled, suddenly got up and patted his chin twice.

Two people in white suddenly appeared in the huge hall, with their heads and faces wrapped together, like ghosts.

Nie Ziyan screamed in horror and hurriedly wrapped herself up.

Thousand wings laughed: "Don't be afraid. These two are my gifts to my mother.

Gift? Send two big living people... No, can't figure out whether it's a ghost to make gifts?

Seeing that she was puzzled, Qian Yuyi turned around and said in a low voice but majestically, "Have you seen it clearly just now?"

The two nodded.

What do you see clearly? What do you see clearly?

Nie Ziyan's eyes nervously patrolled between the three people.

Qian Yuyi smiled and said, "Then let the Empress see your skills!"

The two nodded, grabbed the robe in their hands, and only lifted them, revealing two beautiful and strong male bodies, and immediately went to bed...

What are you doing? What are you going to do?" Dream concubine struggled.

"Stop!"

With an order from Qian Yuyi, the two immediately stopped moving.

"This is a special gift for my mother. They are very smart and know everything. In the future, let them comfort the loneliness of the deep palace..."

"You..." Nie Ziyan was ashamed, angry, frightened and afraid.

A few years, are they...

"Don't worry, it's absolutely safe. Didn't you just find their existence?" Qian Yuyi smiled dewdly: "Now, they are under your command. You can do whatever you want them to do..."

"I don't want it, you take them away!"

"No? I'm afraid you will regret it..." Qian Yuyi slowly tied his clothes: "What is a woman's best to rely on in the harem? Don't you know?

What is the best support for women?

Nie Ziyan was silent and her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Smart!" Thousands of wings sincerely praised.

However, Wenwen is facing such Nie Ziyan, I'm afraid...

However, isn't this right?

" Besides, you really can't hold on like this. So, with them, you don't have to worry about anything. If it really doesn't work, and this..."

A small bottle suddenly fell to **, with a purple bottom with strange patterns on it, like a dancing poisonous snake. At a glance, the soul seemed to be attracted by it.

Nie Ziyan hesitated for a moment, slowly picked it up and clenched it in the palm of her hand.

The lips squirmed, and for a long time, Fang said, "No matter how to keep it secret, such two people... will always..."

"If you want women to be obedient... I think you will know what to do!"

Qian Yuyi left this sentence and turned away.

However, if you want that woman to be obedient, you can only break her heart.

Wenwen, when your trust in your heart is destroyed, can you still yell at me that you can't forgive me? At that time, you will never forgive. Who will it be?

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Nie Ziyan took some effort to step up the steps.

The maid of honor supported her, and she gave birth to a sense of "helplessness and weakness", and walked into the Bichi Palace like a weak willow.

In fact, she was really sore and didn't want to move, but she thought that she would see the two people's conflict, see Luo Wener's heartbroken and nowhere to cry, and maybe... She felt that she had to go this trip anyway.

Huizhu Hall is gray. Probably because of the snowy day, but refused to light candles, only a snow-colored figure sat in the empty hall.

Luo Wen'er is not here...

Nie Ziyan couldn't help hooking the corners of her lips... The shadow-like woman was really printed in every corner of the palace like a shadow. Every time she came, whether she could see it or not, she could feel her existence. Now...

And the person in front of me, how can he be so lonely today? Such silence?

And this Huizhu Hall, what about the warmth of the past? Why is it so deserted today?

She put away her smile, walked two steps, and called tremblingly: "Amo..."

As soon as the words came out, the bottom of my eyes were already covered with crystal.

When Qian Yumo heard the call, he slowly raised his head and looked at her...

She should have seen the pain in those eyes, sad and angry, and she did see it, but why did that emotion seem to be sealed in the ice? He looked at her like that, as if a chill hit her and went straight into her heart.

She was a little uncomfortable to close her skirt.

Today, she specially chose a turtleneck feather-blue dark purple line mixed silver grape pattern long coat to cover the terrible red marks on her body. Anyway, she should wear thicker clothes in winter, which will not be suspicious.

Before she came, she also took a bath.

She had to do this, because the man's male smell was too strong. In just one night, she felt that his breath had penetrated into her muscles and even her lungs, and she could not wash it down no matter how many petals she added. So now, Qian Yumo motioned her to go there, and she only took a few steps forward and did not dare to get too close.

He looked at her for a moment, as if he were identifying and researching.

Do you think of her as Luo Wen'er?

She suddenly wondered if she could pretend to be Luo Wen'er and do something else. But he looked at her so determinedly, as if his eyes fell on her, as if he had fallen elsewhere through her body, and as if he had stayed in her heart, looking for something and found something.

She became more and more uncomfortable. She coughed twice and burst into tears: "Amo, don't be too..."

Before the word "sad" came out, he saw his eyes condensed, and then his lips opened slightly...

He was so sad that even his voice was hoarse.

"Ziyan, I promised you that you will be carefree and not a little wronged..."

Yes, her method really worked, and he finally realized it.

However, she didn't expect everything to come so quickly. She hurriedly bit her lips to avoid the excitement brought by the great surprise. Her eyes burned and burst into real tears.

"But it doesn't mean that you can hurt her!"

What?

A beating heart stagnation.

She looked at him in disbelief.

But he got up, leaving only one sentence: "I don't want to see similar things again!"

He brushed his sleeves away, and she was the only one left in the cold hall.

She stared at the empty door and felt that the coldness outside the hall poured into her heart.

What's going on?

How could this happen...

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In fact, after the "tell news" people left the Bichi Palace one after another yesterday, one person leisurely stepped into the palace gate.

This man told two versions of the story to Qian Yumo.

One is Luo Shangyi kissing the Heavenly Wing Holy King in the snow, drying fire, and the other is Luo Shangyi waved the hand of the Heavenly Wing Holy King and roared at him: "I will never forgive a person who hurt him, never!"

Some people asked him which one he believed in.

He was silent for a long time...

"Why did you help her?"

"You're jealous again." Qian Yuhong smiled faintly: "I'm not helping her, I'm doing it for Xue Xue, and also for my selfishness..."

Qian Yumo looked at the blue figure and walked out of the door.

For the snow? For his selfishness?

Qian Yumo doesn't understand, but the ninth son has not "stroking the piano" for a long time. He doesn't know what's on his mind, and Yuncai...

As he said, even if his mind is clear, many things can't be put down, but he didn't expect Ziyan... Ziyan's means would be so vicious.

Is she still the woman she knew back then? Is she still the woman who shed tears when she sees an injured rabbit? When she looked at herself with tears in her eyes, how true were those broken lights? How much leave? He even doubted that the purple smoke that used to be able to die with him, how true or fake was his heart?

She is his best memory, and now he suddenly finds the hypocrisy and ugliness of this memory, which is really difficult for him to accept.

Yes, because it was difficult to accept, he tried to ignore her difficulties with the clouds. One of the difficulties buried spikes in his heart, and the pain from time to time was unbearable. What was more terrible was that the clouds were seriously ill and almost...

Is everything wrong from the beginning? Is she really like the title he gave her, like a "dream"?

Dreams can be beautiful, but dreams can also be cruel.

And now, he still has a trace of fantasy. He sent a cloud and said something to her alone.

Indeed, no matter what she is, he is willing to keep a little face for her, just for his promise of "carefree and not a little grievance".

However, Yi Yuncai's cleverness may have known the cause of the conspiracy for a long time. Just for him, she chose to be silent and avoided.

She knows that purple smoke is important to him, but do you know what clouds mean to me?

Before, he thought that Yuncai had been wronged. He only needed to focus on her, and nothing else was important, but he didn't know that some words would hurt people, and some people were often more greedy than gluttony.

He threw Nie Ziyan in the hall and quickly went down the steps.

In the morning, he personally sent Yuncai to Yanfu Palace, and now he wants to pick her up.

All the way, half an hour later, it was time for him to have a cup of tea.

The "Gre to the King" and "The King's auspicious" from the outside of the door to the corridor have not yet landed. He has rushed to the hall and saw the little man in the green lake turning his head at a glance...

He stepped forward, grabbed her and held her in his arms.

There were exclamation around, followed by laughter.

Luo Wener was a little uncomfortable and twisted her body to earn it out.

But how can he let her go? So what if someone sees it, he will hold her!

I don't know what's wrong with Luo Wen'er. Yesterday, she left her in the hall like crazy, and today she sent her away without saying a word. Now...

"Clouds, we're back..."

As if there was no one around, he took her and left.

She was still thinking about saying goodbye to the old concubine, but saw the old man smiling lovingly and only waved his hand to her...