Chapter 5 Cold Palace

Of course, Li Luo knew that as long as she was a little careless, she would show a clue. At that moment, it was like a gamble. As long as she didn't do a little well, she would lose the whole game. Once she lost, it was not just her life. Therefore, she had to be calm at that moment, although she took some risks. .

"Brother Yan, you are injured. Wrap the wound for you first." The blood on his right shoulder can't stop bleeding because it is soaked in water. The separation must be dealt with for him as soon as possible to prevent infection.

She took out some wound medicine from the room, hit a basin of warm water, and took off his right clothes. At a glance, she saw the wound, a long blood stain, which was shocking. Li Luo cleaned the wound for him. Sure enough, as Ming Yang said, he was indeed caused by the sword, and the famous martial arts Li Luo was also known. Although his sword did not hurt the key, he also cut his clothes and hurt the meridians, which made Mu Yan's blood flow.

Li Luo gently helped him stop the bleeding, put on medicine, bandage and clean up. During this period, she couldn't hold back her doubts and said all her doubts: "Brother Yan, why did you do this?"

He suddenly raised his eyes, stared at her eyebrows, and said, "There is a reason to do this."

"Brother Yan, although I don't know your intention, you blatantly attack the palace at night regardless of your own safety, and stabbed the emperor today. How can you afford such a serious crime?"

Li Luo helped him bandage while eagerly asking him. It took a long time until she completely dealt with his injury and didn't hear his voice in her ear.

So he raised his eyes doubtfully, but saw that his eyes looked at her left shoulder in a very complicated way. From the moment he saw her just now, he looked at her with such complicated eyes. Li Luo looked at his left shoulder puzzledly. It turned out that it was the looming dark mandala on his left shoulder, which attracted his attention. Probably because of the coolness of the gauze, he peeped at it. Li Luo turned to take the fox velvet hanging on the screen and put it on his body in time.

But he came forward, pulled off the fox velvet, nervously grabbed Li Luo's shoulder, and his eyes showed incomparable excitement: "Where did the mandala flower on your left shoulder come from?"

Li Luo was hurt by him. He was very dissatisfied with his behavior at this time and desperately wanted to break free from his hands: "I... Brother Yan, it hurts, you let go of me first."

Unexpectedly, the tighter he grabbed, the harder he grabbed, and the more painful the shoulder he pinched was: "Tell me, where did the mandala flower on your left shoulder come from?"

Li Luo was unable to struggle again, so he had to endure the pain, took a look at his left shoulder that was scratched painfully by him, and then turned his head to look into his eyes: "I've had this since I was a child, and I don't know where it came from. It's just that there is a memory, and this mark has always been on my left shoulder."

After a while, his gripping hand finally moved down little by little, and finally left her shoulder.

Li Luo exhaled gently, raised his hand and turned his sore shoulder. He was watching Mu Yan's eyes looking at her. Obviously, there was a flash of joy, but it was fleeting. His dim eyes went to the window. Li Luo was particularly puzzled, and his footsteps gently walked behind him: "Brother Yan, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing" He refused her concern, and then continued to look out of the window.

Li Luo also looked at the window with his eyes, but found that the moon was still so soft and bright. I don't know when it had become a crescent moon, like a silvery sickle, cold, arrogant and cold hanging on the top. The sky was extremely dark and unpredictable. Outside the window, a cool breeze ran into the room and seeped. With a cold and cold, the shadows overlap, and it looks more and more strange.

With the moonlight, Li Luo broke the awkward and strange atmosphere: "Brother Yan, are you missing your sister?"

The person in front of her was suddenly stunned. She clearly saw his right hand and tightened it hard, because she turned her back to her. Although she couldn't see his look, she could vaguely understand a little from his movements. He had a sister in his heart.

"Since you have a sister in your heart, why don't you go back to Yueshi? Do you know that my sister will no longer miss Brother Yan for a day. Are you worthy of your sister's infatuation like this? Unable to control it, Li Luo vented all the pain of his infatuation with his sister but not getting a reward on Mu Yan.

"I will give her an explanation about me and your sister." The calm voice could not hear any waves.

"How long do you want her to wait? Can't you see your sister's affection for you in the past few years? My sister is obsessed with you, but you..."

"Stop it, I owe your sister, and one day I will give it back to her." She interrupted what she wanted to say so decisively and said so firmly that she gave an unknown promise. I don't know when this promise will be fulfilled.

So stubborn, saying more unintentionally, just calm down and don't say a word.

But in the next second, the door was suddenly kicked open violently, and a face full of grimness suddenly appeared in front of me. It was so inviolable, cold and angry, so terrible and terrible, like hell's hell's hell, cold and suffocating.

Although the visitor has a handsome face, a pair of deep eyes hidden under a pair of sword eyebrows, a handsome and tall nose, and clear facial features, now, this heroic face exudes a burning breath like a flame, and his whole body seems to exude a mass of fire, angrily rushing to the crown. He squeezed a thin lips tightly. When she came in, Li Luo's whole body froze in an instant and looked at him in a daze. It was not until he gradually advanced that she found that he was staring at him with his deep, bottomless eyes, shooting the blade, as if he was going to swallow life alive, which was so frightening. His back was constantly oozing sweat, and it was blown by the wind, which was even cold. To the extreme.

At this moment, it seems that you can smell a pungent smell of blood in the room, which is slowly spreading. Li Luo looks at him in horror and comes to his senses. The dark shadow behind him has long gone. It's so dangerous. Fortunately, Mu Yan reacted quickly and fled through the window with lightning speed. Otherwise, he may have already been reduced to the step. Prisoner.

"Famous, take people to chase it quickly! Don't matter if you catch up with the back!" The sonorous and powerful voice sounded in the falling room, reaching the death order without a trace of temperature, just like the cold from the ice cellar.

"Yes" Ming Yang answered brightly and took a large number of imperial troops to the direction of Mu Yan's escape.

Li Luo pretended to be calm, but his back had already cooled down, and his heart was suddenly shocked. His forehead began to ooze with fine sweat beads. His body was stiff and he didn't dare to move. He just stared his eyes wide, looked at all this in disbelief, looked at him walking towards him angrily, and looked at the bottom of his eyes. However, Ruo's murderous intention, looking at his angry look, Li Luo only felt that his whole body was covered with a layer of cold ice, and even the fine dust seemed to be stagnant at this moment, as if it could form a layer of frost.

Li Luo is to make the breathing extremely subtle, very careful, for fear of touching a certain field.

Looking at him step by step, he focused on walking towards himself. Although he pretended to be calm, his heart kept bumping like a deer. His heart was almost up to his throat. The palms of his hands had already been soaked with sweat. He clenched hard, and even his breathing began to become solemn.

Li Luo can deeply feel that there is a very terrible person in front of her at this moment. Even the candlelight does not want to beat. This grumpy person has approached her step by step, as if he came from hell. Li Luo was really frightened by his uncontrollable anger and unconsciously retreated. Unexpectedly, Unable to retreat, he bumped into the edge of the window behind him, and there was a slight pain. His cold fingers firmly grasped the edge of the window behind him, and the uneasiness and tension began to gradually become exposed.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer, finally, she was only one step away from him. It was so close that she could feel his breath, magnificent anger, but also with extreme cold, Li Luo couldn't help shivering.

During the lightning and thunder, he strangled Li Luo's neck at the fastest speed, and there was a frosty cold in his eyes. For a moment, Li Luo's whole body was picked up little by little by him, as if he had drowned. His breathing was heavy and difficult. Her hands clutched his hand tightly and struggled hard. Zha, but obviously in vain, Li Luo knew that this time, he was caught by him. He must have thought that he was hiding the assassin. I'm afraid it would be difficult to explain the matter clearly.

The more anxious he was, the more uncomfortable his throat became and he couldn't breathe. In his eyes, there was obvious anger and murderous intent. His eyes were red and he stared at Li Luo. For a moment, when he looked at her, there was obvious disappointment and pain in his eyes. However, it was only like a flash in the pan. After flash, some were just thick. Heavy murderousness and anger.

His strength became tighter and tighter, and Li Luo's mind gradually began to be blurred. His mind was blank. There was a attachment to this world and all the joys and sorrows in his eyes. Scenes flashed in front of him. His eyebrows frowned deeper and deeper, the bottom of his eyes became more painful, and his neck became tighter and tighter. Li Luo thought, "Is he really Are you going to leave forever like this?

A tear slipped from the corners of his eyes, so cold and desperate.

In a trance, a few images of her youth were vaguely reflected in front of her. It was she who was riding on the horse's back and laughing happily. At that time, she was so free and happy. She saw her father again, the deep caressing smile, the gentle and loving eyes of the mother queen, and the care of Sister Yueluo. Li Luo was so thirsty. I hope to get it again. No one misses them and doesn't miss them. Now, when she is about to leave, it is displayed in front of her. Even if she can never see each other again in her life, it is enough for her to get it.

Thinking like this, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and the bottom of his eyes were no longer painful. Li Luo closed his eyes, slowly put down his hand, stopped struggling in vain, and quietly waited for the arrival of death.

Just as she was about to go to hell, her body suddenly fell down from a high place, and the soles of her feet really touched the ground. She staggered to the ground and breathed fresh air. Li Luo gently stroked her neck, but it was so painful and painful on the ground. She was paralyzed and coughed violently, and her whole body seemed to be scattered. The frame is average, weak and soft, only a heavy gasp, a fall in the chest, and gradually breathe smoothly.

There were a few wisps of blue silk hanging down in front of the forehead, covering the eyes, covering the small half of the side face, and a few drops of sweat shining brightly on the hair, leaking out.

He suddenly straightened her face and squeezed her chin violently, as if to crush it. Li Luo frowned again in pain and let out a muffled hum.

His deep eyes were oozing with terrible cold, as if he had fallen into the ice cellar. He stared at her closely, and his stiff voice sounded: "Say, who is he?"

Li Luo still looked at him with indifferent eyes, and his eyes flashed over his left arm, oozing a little red blood in the white gauze, which was dazzling and shocking, like a red plum blossoming in the cold winter, holding its head high.

It seems that Ming Yang is right. Mu Yan did hurt Luo Ming more and more.

Seeing that she did not answer, he intensified his strength again. Li Luo only felt severe pain in his chin again, and his throat snorted.

"Who the hell is he?"

"I don't know" Li Luo replied calmly and indifferently, facing his eyes, which were so fierce, as if it could pierce all the calmness of her disguises and strong clothes.

His eyes seemed to spit out fire, and his eyes were angry, like an angry lion. He was violent and bloodthirsty, and extremely dangerous. Li Luo felt that his strength was only increasing: "B bitch!"

He shook it hard and angrily without any pity. She was thrown to the ground by him again, gasping for breath and coughing violently.

He stood up with disdain in his eyes: "Don't say yes? OK! Come on, tell me that the concubine colluded with the traitor and wanted to kill me. They took her down and went into the cold palace. Without my permission, I was not allowed to let her go."

After giving the order, he leaned down with a sneer and raised her jaw with disdain: "If you don't say it, I can also find out."

His terrible eyes, just a glance, will make you endlessly cold.

Then, he stopped looking at Li Luo and brushed his sleeves. His back was chilling. Li Luo suddenly remembered that the man used to be so gentle. He looked at her with his gentle and affectionate eyes. In the quiet Acacia Valley, he took her hand and swore to her solemnly...

Unfortunately, that man will never come back. Looking at his back gradually moving away, Li Luo smiled bitterly.