Legend of Fu Yao Chapter 17: Destroy Xuan Yuan
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"Ah!"
A female scream broke through the stagnant night, and the cry was full of anger, despair, fear and madness, like a **** knife, cutting the gloomy sky to pieces.
With a loud bang, the gorgeous interior with a hanging curtain burning incense, the exquisite bronze mirror carved with eight-fold lotus was pushed to the ground, the mirror surface torn apart.
The shattered mirror surface reflects the clouded face of crimson eyebrows and nose, but there are two deep scars that can penetrate the bones, and the hideous crosses are carved on the greasy skin.
The beauty of the face and the ugliness of the scars are intertwined with shocking, which makes people sigh that the world is difficult to complete.
A group of respectful maids came up like a tide, and they were forced to bow their hands and retreat like a tide by the fierce and resentful eyes of the person in the mirror.
Pei Yuan leaned against the dressing table, trembling with one hand on the countertop, biting his lip desperately, and couldn't stop him from shaking like a sifter.
It's over...It's all over...
She is proud of her looks, she is the most coquettish figure in the Taiyuan imperial family, but the inexplicable light flashes that night and it is all over.
From then on, she will become the laughing stock of the Taiyuan royal family. From then on, those royal sisters who are not as good as her and have been scorned by her will continue to comfort her with the most pitiful eyes and gentle words.
Thinking of the mercy that seemed warm but cold, she was like falling into an ice cellar, going crazy!
"Get out! Get out of me!"
The room was soon empty, and the curtains that were picked up by the crowd fell quietly.
The sapphire lamp shows the fluorescent light, reflecting the veil, and it is seen in the compartment, leaning on the dressing table and slowly falling to the ground, hiding the shadow of the sobbing face.
The shadow's thin shoulders couldn't help but shudder, sobbing lowly, intermittently, and crying as low as a nightmare that can never be broken.
The long half-open window blows into the cool breeze in the middle of the night, and you are lingering indoors, and a very low whisper can be heard in the sound of the wind.
Light, but sharp, like a sharpened steel wire, or an ice cone on the top of a thousand-year-old glacier, with a cold and unquenchable hatred and murderous aura.
"If I know who you are...you will kill...don't die, never stop..."
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The scream pierced the silence of the entire Xuanyuan Villa like a cone, everyone had heard it, and everyone had different reactions.
Qi Xunyi has a deep gaze, tumbling about calculations, situations, plans...all kinds of things, except that he has no mercy for his cousin's tragedy.
Zong Yue stood with his hand in front of the window, facing the endless darkness, but his gaze looking at the void was not empty, as if falling in the real place, seeing hidden behind the midnight mist, there was something chilling in life fate.
Hearing the scream, he slowly stretched out his hand and made a gesture to cut the mist.
The strange thing is that there is no mercy in his eyes.
On the top of a mountain in the distance, a man in a wide robe with big sleeves is leaning on a rock and playing with a strange-shaped mirror, looking down at Xuanyuan Villa below.
On his lap, squatting with the white hair blowing in the wind, Lord Yuan Bao, keeping in the same direction as the master, watching the darkness ahead.
It has a solemn gaze and a solemn posture. It has watched with the master for half an hour.
It actually saw nothing.
Yuan Zhaoxun tilted his head, looked at his pretending pet with disgust, and stood up suddenly.
Master Yuan Bao immediately rolled down, with his feet upright and his belly pink.
I heard the master smile and said, "It's stupid."
Master Yuan Bao flapped his claws on the ground, ready to cry.
Don't defend the master, then he said lightly, "I said, Qi Xunyi."
Master Yuanbao's broken glass heart immediately closed intact.
Quick footsteps came from behind, and a gust of wind swept over, and the woman's clear voice sounded as the leaves swayed.
"Aha, that scream just now, the decibel is really high, suitable for practicing high pitch."
The black figure flashed, Meng Fuyao climbed up, pushed Yuan Zhaoxuan away, and sat down on his hips, rubbing his knees with grinning teeth and grinning, "That guy is so powerful, I tried my best. I ran away. I didn’t feel my leg hitting the tree. Oh, now I’m resting, I feel pain."
After a while, he said, "What is this person's background? The identity of the Pei family seems to be very powerful."
Yuan Zhaoxu leaned on the rocks to feed the fruit to Yuan Bao. Yuan Bao has forgotten the pain of being bullied just now. He opened his mouth contentedly and waited for the food to come. After hearing Meng Fuyao's question, Yuan Zhao laughed and answered the wrong question. It has been hard for a long time, but you want me to rub your knees myself?" With this reply, the feeding action of his hand was a little slow, and Yuan Bao immediately glared at Meng Fuyao.
Meng Fuyao glared back with contempt, then glared at Yuan Zhao, then sneered, "You should rub that guy's belly. I don't think it can be digested, it will be bad if it's dying."
Yuan Bao immediately bared his teeth at Meng Fuyao. Meng Fuyao ignored it this time. Yuan Zhao smiled and wiped his hands with a cloth towel, saying, "Royal family."
Meng Fuyao's eyes narrowed, and his tone sank, "Royal family?"
Yuan Zhaoxuan's eyes turned bright, and he smiled and said, "I regret it?"
Meng Fuyao raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips curled slightly, "I only regret not piercing her on the other day."
Yuan Zhaoxuan stared at the energetic Meng Fuyao, his eyes flickered, and he smiled for a while, "Do you know who you went to attack at night?"
"Who?"
"The three sons of Emperor Taiyuan are looking for meaning together," Yuan Zhaoxu laughed mysteriously, "that is, the meaning of the son of one of the seven sons of the continent."
"Gongziyi? "A song of apricot blossoms and misty rain, three thousand beauties dancing with stars", the one who claims to be the first in the sky, the romantic first, the absurd first?"
Meng Fuyao was stunned, thinking of the sword light lurking like a viper and emerging like a storm.
Yuan Zhao glanced at her, "It seems that I was fortunate not to tell you his identity in advance, otherwise you were listening to Feng Xiaoxie before, I'm afraid you can't run."
"Nonsense." Meng Fuyao gave him a blank look, "Am I someone who can't move my legs when I see beauty?"
Yuan Zhaoxu leaned over and patted Yuanbao's head, "Yuanbao-sama, did you think she was?"
"Squeak!"
Yuan Bao's tone sounds agreeable.
Meng Fuyao was furious, and said fiercely, "If I really are a **** woman, I will be the first to throw you down..." In the middle of the speech, he suddenly became alert and fell silent.
It's a pity that Yuan Zhaoxuan, who has good ears, has already heard it. He raised his eyebrows and looked over with a smile, "Huh?"
Meng Fu jumped up and said loudly, "Go!"
She ran down the rock in three steps and two steps, really moving like a rabbit, vaguely heard the man behind her chuckle, close to her ear.
"I don't dare to ask my ears."
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As Yuan Zhaoxuan Meng Fuyao expected, things changed the next day.
It is said that Qi Xunyi was assassinated in the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, and Lin Xuanyuan should be notified as soon as possible to discuss countermeasures. However, Qi Xunyi did not do this, instead, he was silent for a whole day. On this day, he sent many people to investigate. In matters of affairs, he met some disciples in the door, and in the evening, he went to visit Lin Xuanyuan.
No one knows what the two discussed, but only vaguely heard the Lin Sect master furious, and Qi Xunyi just smiled and ordered that the Xuan Yuan Jian sent the Sect Master suspected of colluding with the Yun family and seriously injured the princess Pei Yuan, took it to Yanjing for interrogation, the Xuanyuanjian faction sent heavy guards from all over the place, and the disciples were not allowed to go out to the mountain gate if the suspects were not gone.
The Xuanyuan Sword Sect is also a well-known martial arts sect in Taiyuan, and most of its disciples are from wealthy aristocrats. It is said that Qi Xunyi has not been investigated by the local government or requested an order, so he is detained by himself. Up and down, it was a bit sloppy, but it was a pity that the prince had always acted in this style. The whole world knew that he was indulgent, absurd first, and it was strange that he did not act out of style.
Qi Xunyi imprisoned the Xuanyuanjian faction, and then went to visit the Taifu Taifu who was a guest here. The Taiyuan court apologized very much and ordered the Taifu and his party to be released immediately.
Now Meng Fuyao is leisurely following the Tai Fu team, going out of the range of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.
"I always find it a little strange." Meng Fuyao thought for a long time, and finally muttered in Yuan Zhaoxuan's ear, "Although I was thinking about planting, I just wanted to confuse my sight and escape, because Qi Xunyi should know that this matter is a bit weird, not so easy to be fooled, but now it seems that he must start with Lin Xuanyuan, don't tell me that this is because he is famous for being absurd, just the one I played with him that night It can be seen from the dealings that this person’s so-called indulgence is ridiculous, 80% is a cover."
"It's not good for a woman to be too stupid, and it's not good for a woman to be too clever," Yuan Zhaoxu looked at her with a smile, "It's better to escape, just take care of so many things."
"Say it!" Meng Fuyao was anxious, and grabbed his rein as if to let go of the horse.
"You know that martial arts forces from various countries are participating in political struggles. The Xuanyuan Sword Sect has been neutral in the past, but in recent years it has been approaching the Prince Taiyuan, and Qi Xunyi, the third emperor, has been facing the prince. It's not in harmony with the heart." Yuan Zhao's finger flicked and regained control of the reins.
Meng Fuyao suddenly realized, "So that's why Qi Xunyi only needs an excuse. Even if that excuse is full of errors and omissions, he can use it. No wonder you must use the martial arts of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect when you take care of me. , And Lin Xuanyuan asked, even if he thought that the assassin was me, he couldn’t explain the whereabouts of my "dead disciple", let alone explain how I died. Naturally, I couldn’t argue."
She glanced at the corner of her eye and fell on Yuan Zhaoxuan's hand with the reins. There, a lotus flower in her palm was white and vivid, and she couldn't help raising her eyebrows and asking, "What's in your palm? A birthmark?"
Yuan Zhao's fingers paused, his sleeves fell again, covering the palms of his hands, and smiled faintly, "About so."
He looked as usual, but Meng Fuyao felt that he seemed a little unhappy, knowing that he might have violated his taboo, smiled, and stopped talking.
Master Yuan Bao poked his head out of Yuan Zhaoxun's arms, stared at the lotus jealously, grinded his teeth, and wanted to bite off the mark.
At this time, the team walked to the next stream of Xuanyuan Mountain, and the group stopped to take a rest and drink water. Qi Xunyi's guard team was a step behind them, and soon arrived, and they saw Qi Xunyi's carriage brightly swaggering. The beautiful servant girl followed, the golden bells and Ding Ling rang in the four corners of the car, and the fragrant wind disappeared all the way.
The low-pitched music came from the carriage, beautiful and soft, and mixed with the woman's smile. The tone sounded a bit familiar. Meng Fuyao was still thinking about it, but saw the Taifu's other subordinates look at each other. His face was strange and awkward.
After thinking for a long time, I remembered that it seems to be one of the top ten pornographic tunes "Nong Zizhu", and it is the lowest prostitute who is the most humble prostitute to sing to win the joy of the inferior benefactor and a little bit of business. Brothel girls disdain to sing.
The royal carriage that was supposed to be dignified and precious, Royal Shao Le, came out of such a lavish voice that ordinary people would be embarrassed to listen to publicly.
The Taifu's subordinates all showed a "really absurd" look. Meng Fuyao looked on with cold eyes, thinking of the evil man who was vigilant like a leopard and swordsmanship like a dragon last night, and a slight coldness flashed in his eyes.
For people like Qi Xunyi, it’s better to stay away from him. Meng Fuyao avoided him. He found a place upstream and was about to drink water. Someone kicked up behind him coldly and screamed. "Get out of the way!"
Meng Fuyao turned around and saw several small servants, each holding a jade basin, a toilet towel, a fragrant pancreas, and a gold tray in his hand with an alum stone, which seemed to be ready to fetch water for Qi Xunyi. face.
The Taifu's subordinates all showed a "really luxurious" look.
Meng Fuyao looked at the spring water, it was clear and clean. This is the pollution-free ancient times. The spring water can be drunk directly. Qi Xunyi also needs to use alum to wash his face. Isn’t it too pretentious?
Looking at her standing still, there was a trace of anger between the young man’s eyebrows, and he reached out to push Meng Fuyao, "What are you doing stupidly standing here? Be careful of polluting the water upstream! Go downstream and drink!"
Meng Fuyao was meditating. He didn't prevent this push. The moss on the rock under his feet slipped and slid obliquely into the water.