Legend of Fu Yao Chapter 7: Heart is like splashing water

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The group of five floated and floated in front, and the Maiden was chasing and chasing behind.

Farther away, the palace guards, wizards, warlocks, and so on, followed in great strength.

Meng Fuyao actually didn’t intend to rescue Arranzhu’s parents at one time tonight—the other party must be very guarded against this, and Fufeng’s national conditions are weird. It is difficult for Tibetans to find them. Rather than risk finding them in a mess of spells People, it is better to deal with the prime minister who has the power to control the palace first.

In any case, the dynasty of Yalanzhu's family has not been overthrown, and Yalanzhu is still an orthodox royal descendant. When all the royal clans are controlled for life and death, she is the only one who can stand up and gain power.

No matter how powerful and arrogant the prime minister is, he has always been under the guise of a minister of the Qiang royal family and has no reason to resist the rule of the orthodox royal family.

For those who take action in the court of the Qiang King, they probably want a smooth transition-first control the royal family, and then steal power. With power in hand, why can't the goal be achieved?

This is also the reason why Zhuzhu met the danger. She was the only descendant of the Faqiang royal family who had been out of control during the incident. She was out of control of the other party, and of course had to be cut and wiped out.

The other party is indeed very good, and he could almost kill Zhuzhu in front of Lei Dong, the eldest grandson Wuji Yunhen and her. If it weren’t for a war emperor who fell on the way, Yalan Zhu would be a ya now. Meatloaf.

Since it is not a violent seizure of power, don't blame her for taking advantage of the loopholes.

So, let Zhuzhu regain authority first!

As for her lack of connections, she lacks prestige, and she lacks prestige—just help her build it!

The rebirth of the new regime will inevitably stand on the ruins of the old regime. What she wants to help Yalanzhu now, Meng Fuyao, is to make the existing regime in ruins!

The great leader* said-there is no room for reconciliation on the route issue-tramp on you to usurp power!

The great leader* said-anything that is reactionary, you won't fall if you don't hit him-roll up your sleeves and bring down the reactionaries!

The great leader* said-friendship or aggression? ——Do you still need to ask?

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Always led people to the gate of the palace, Meng Fuyao moved forward and Zhang Zhang, well, there were so many people, the officials and wizards all lived near the palace, and they were basically drawn out now.

Looking back, well, there are so many people, the palace guards were all disturbed, and a lot of people came out from hula la.

She grabbed Yalanzhu and whispered a few words in her ear. Yalanzhu widened her eyes and hissed: "This is also possible?"

"It's not because of Mao?" Meng Fuyao said, "He is a witchcraft bull, so you can use witchcraft to defeat him, let the people of Fufeng understand that all reactionaries are paper tigers, just take this opportunity to take advantage of your former idiot princess Has his reputation turned around."

"But I really don't know how to use my spells..." Yalanzhu muttered, "I have never liked those things, so I practice martial arts more often than practice techniques."

"It's okay," Meng Fuyao patted her shoulder and handed her a bag, "Go boldly criticize, Fuyao Party is your strong backing."

Ya Lanzhu turned her head and looked at the Mairen who was chasing out fiercely. She remembered the extinguished lamp in the sanctuary of the Holy Soul, her eyes chilled.

She turned around, stood still, and stood under the "Prime Minister is X" fluttering with a red cross on a black background, facing the Maid who was flying over like a piece of paper.

"Who are you!" The other party yelled, his face pale under the torch.

Ya Lanzhu waved his hand proudly, Meng Fuyao immediately stepped forward and shouted, "Who are you?"

"Faqiang Prime Minister Kang Si!" Mairen drank coldly, "Where did the little thief come from, don't give the leader?"

"Faqiang Queen Yalanzhu!" Meng Fu shook his head and raised his head, "Don't come and meet your King!"

People were surprised, and after a moment of surprise they all laughed, and then they whispered.

It is very low, but everyone can hear it clearly.

"Ah princess nympho!"

"No, it's a princess with double idiots, idiots and idiots. I heard that the spells are the worst among the royal family!"

"The shame of being Qiang...didn't the men chasing men from the Manchu continent, why did they come back?"

"Didn't you succeed? Emperor Dahan didn't like her when he was a prince, let alone now."

"How do you become a queen? Isn't the king in charge?"

"If you can’t catch up with a man, you’re going crazy, right? Fancy that you are a queen? Fancy that Emperor Dahan is a husband?"

"Haha...this is the three fools..."

Meng Fuyao's face sank.

She was really angry.

Earlier, I knew that Zhuzhu was criticized by the world for chasing and fighting Beiye. I also knew that she hadn't had any connections in Fufeng for many years. In the end, even her father and queen gave up her, but she did not expect that the Qiang court would treat her. The evaluation is unbearable to this point.

Zhuzhu always understates these things. She doesn't know what she is going to face!

Zhan Beiye's face also sank.

He understands what Ya Lanzhu thinks about him, but he has never disliked her because of this. At most, he sometimes feels that this child is annoying. After meeting Meng Fuyao, he suddenly has a little bit of Ya Lanzhu. It is only because Meng Fuyao and Yalanzhu are close to each other, he has to avoid suspicion even more, but in any case, after chasing and fleeing for so many years, especially when he was just a squeezed prince, that Huahua Lulu's child was enthusiastic about his lonely life, and she was a very familiar and kind friend in his heart.

He never knew that she would persist in chasing him under such reputation and pressure!

Yun Hen’s eyes were also very cold. Among the few people, he had the least contact with Yalanzhu, but he was the one who had the most affection. At the beginning, Yalanzhu thought that the two of them were sad people when they fell on the horizon. When he went to buy drunk, she usually didn’t say anything, but when she was drunk, she would talk about her chase history, that the hatred of her parents would not make steel, that the contempt and rejection of her brothers and sisters, and the situation of her, he knew best, but once true Hearing it with his own ears, it still feels unbearable.

The cold boy, the sparks in his eyes are spinning, and there is a rare anger when he shines.

Ya Lanzhu just stood calmly, without any expression of anger, nor the ridicule of anger and blame for pushing Meng Fuyao to the forefront. She met him at the age of 12. The praise was erased. Those words have long been accustomed to, but now they can only listen to them all at once.

Now that she has nothing, she doesn't think about anything anymore. What is honor and disgrace in the world? What can't love be? She just wants to save her relatives!

"It turned out to be Princess Ya." Kang Qi seemed to be startled, and then he put on a smile that seemed to be respectful but contemptuous, "You have returned home? It's really rare." He turned his head and looked around, pointing. Looking at Changsun Wuji and Beiye Yunhen, he smiled sarcastically and provocatively, "You finally achieved your wish? Which of these is your husband? Speaking of which, the minister can also handle it for you."

There was another snicker underneath. Zhan Beiye raised his eyebrows and moved his fingers, and Meng Fuyao immediately pulled him—what anxious, keep him cruel.

"The marriage in this palace is a big matter that the royal family can decide. When is your turn to do it?" Ya Lanzhu ignored the laughter, and answered calmly and sharply, "No wonder I returned to China and heard that the prime minister is in control It seems to be worthwhile now."

Kang Sui's face changed, and he looked at Ya Lan Zhu carefully. He had never seen this little princess before, but the rumors about her had his ears plugged, and there was no good comment. The general summary is Hua A foolish bag, nothing to worry about.

Of course, about the relationship between Princess Ya and several senior officials of the Seven Nations, he also knows the news about the friendship with the Empress Dawan, but no matter how good they are, there is no reason for interfering in the internal affairs of other countries. It's okay to be in power in Dawan.

Student Kang Si still knows too little about Queen Meng. Her Majesty makes her fortune by making troubles. After other people are dealing with themselves, after dealing with domestic and foreign affairs, things will always happen.

"The princess speaks seriously." Kang Shou said, neither overbearing nor overbearing. "What the minister said is to report to your Majesty for the marriage."

"That's my business too," Ya Lanzhu replied quickly, "Since you said that, it happens to be my father, please."

Kang Yu immediately said: "The king is waiting for the princess in the palace. You don't go back to the palace to meet the king and queen, but you bring inconsistent people to the palace and make these couplets that insult the ministers-the ministers. I really don’t understand what you mean, and I’m not happy to come to the king."

Behind him, the prime minister's confidants clamored and waved for the guards to surround them silently.

"My father's meaning, I don't need you to figure it out." Yalan Zhu glanced at the shadows that were about to move, and said, "My behavior, you don't need to comment."

Kang Xu finally got angry and raised his head loudly and said: "Princess Tie also despises the court minister! I am the prime minister! I am a great king, and respect me!"

"Then please send out my father, let me see how he respects you?" Ya Lanzhu refused to give a step, smiled sharply.

Kang Qi was unhappy, and replied coldly: "Weichen doesn't have this right!"

"Really, but I have the right to depose you!" Ya Lanzhu sneered "The Prime Minister is X" and sneered, "The Prime Minister is incompetent, the royal family has the right to replace it!"

"I am incompetent?" As if he heard the funniest joke in the world, Kang sipped his head up and laughed, and Mai shook into a huge flying flag in the wind, and the crowd watching around followed and laughed.

"The prime minister is incompetent?"

"The witchcraft conference is the first to pass the level, and the blue flame technique shocked the world!"

"What does the princess mean? Lost and biting?"

"Does the princess want to use your toy-like worm to fight against the Prime Minister's alien beast?"

"Haha..."

"What do you do with so much nonsense," Ya Lanzhu raised his head, "I will prove your deception in front of my Qiang subjects today. According to the rules of competitions like Fufeng, witchcraft, healing, Mind control or spiritism or alien beasts, you can choose from three, let us all see what is the real pustule loose."

"Since the princess must question the Weichen, the Weichen will accompany him." Kang chuckles, and Mai shakes coldly. "But Weichen feels that he doesn't need to bother to choose, but you, princess, don’t know. Which one of them can I choose? Wechen heard that when he learned to control mind, the princess was crazy to control a pig. It's really good, good."

There was a burst of laughter all around. Fufeng’s national conditions are special, and witchcraft and administrative abilities are equally important. No matter how high the status of royal family members, witchcraft cannot be respected.

"Yes, it's just used to control you." Ya Lanzhu smiled, "Then heal, mind control, and strange animals."

Kang Yu glanced at the nine-tailed raccoon on Meng Fuyao's shoulders, sneered, and someone next to him expressed his opinion on behalf of him: "Princess Ya, that strange beast is a nine-tailed raccoon. You can be considered a winner than this one."

Meng Fuyao immediately smiled and tucked the dead fox into his sleeve. The fox had big sleeves and small sleeves, so that the raccoon screamed. Meng Fuyao knocked it down, and the fox shut up. Said: "Princess Ya does not bother to take advantage of your top-notch monsters to take advantage of your pussies. Don't use this."

"Okay!" Kang Siu took a step forward, "Then, two wins in three games, if you lose, Weichen..." He hesitated, although he saw that Yalan Zhu's witchcraft hadn't made much progress at a glance, and he had the chance to win. Seeing her confident and full of expression, she suddenly felt a little guilty, and the phrase "Weichen begs you to go immediately" did not say it immediately.

"If you lose, you don't need to do anything." Ya Lanzhu stared at him with a cold smile, "You will depend on it, and it is up to you to see if you can still depend on it."

"It's like Princess Ya can't stay in Faqiang." Kang Qi said lightly, "So, please."

The first burst, treatment.

The "Soul Destruction Hospital" in the west of Gale City is a place set up by the imperial court for the treatment of severely ill patients with difficult infections. There are many strange patients inside, and no one dares to approach within three miles on weekdays. If you want to try the treatment, there is nothing better. These people are more suitable.

Kang Sip waved his hand, and someone immediately covered his nose and mouth to lift the patient. During this time, Kang Sip winked, and Meng Fuyao looked in the bottom of her eyes. She squinted her eyes and flew at Yao Xun who was in the crowd. .

Yao Xun walked silently from the crowd. He was a native of Fufeng Ohai Raksha Island. He had no strong points in his life. Apart from the business talent excavated by his master, he was best at light work.

After a while, two stretchers were carried into the square, and into the temporarily supported half-covered tent. The people on the stretchers were motionless, and the people around were evading away. Meng Fuyao caught Yao Xun doing something to her. Made a gesture.

Meng Fuyao understood the gesture and was furious.

One is dead!

"Which one?" Meng Fuyao asked through voice transmission.

Yao Xun's ability to transmit sound is not enough, so he just shakes his head, indicating that he can't see it.

Meng Fuyao's eyes fell on the two stretchers, both of them were motionless bodies, both of them were dying, one seemed to be leprosy, and the other could not see the problem.

Meng Fuyao originally thought that he had the alien beast brought from Mizong Valley, as well as Zong Yue’s medicine, and he did some blindfolding methods. There is no reason to lose than treatment. It would be shameless not to think that Kangqi. It's a dead end, as long as Zhuzhu chooses the wrong one, the first battle will be lost.

If you lose in the first round, your spirit will be frustrated. Even if you win all of them later, it will be difficult to achieve the effect of making Kang Si prestigious.

Meng Fuyao closed his eyes and listened quietly to the breathing of the two people, but there were too many people in the room. The breathing of various thicknesses and different frequencies were mixed together. It is too difficult to distinguish who is not breathing. .

Two "arbiters" stepped forward, opened the tent carefully and took a look, then came out to the public and announced that two patients, one severe leprosy and one gangrene, were all dying.

Everyone was excited. Of course, no one had any hope for Arranju's witchcraft, but watching the legendary witchcraft master magistrate show his superb abilities can also be a feast for your eyes.

There are more and more people near the square, and the common people have heard of the dispute here, and they all want to open their eyes and crowd the huge square in front of the palace.

Kang Si had already sneered, and asked Ya Lanzhu to point to a patient for treatment at will.

Meng Fuyao was anxious and was trying to find a way. Suddenly he heard a loud shout from Zhan Beiye behind him.

"Duh!"

The roar of the wild lion, the five continents shake together!

The roar of a huge internal force that condenses twelve cents of true power, like an upright mixing iron pestle, rumbling out, slamming the might of a thunderbolt, exploding in mid-air, and falling leaves on the ground whirling. There was an invisible violent wind, a nuclear bomb exploded, a tsunami broke out, Gonggong knocked down the mountain.

The audience screamed, and the wind forced them to suffocate.

All together!

Meng Fuyao instantly understood the purpose of fighting Beiye!

When there is a gasp sound in the whole audience, the two patients who failed to get a strong gasp can be distinguished!

She immediately glanced at the two patients quickly. One of them did not move, the other was breathing disorderly, and her fingers seemed to move slightly.

Meng Fuyao immediately spoke to Yalan Zhu: "Left, dead!"

Kang Yu frowned and looked at Zhan Beiye, and said angrily: "Your Excellency, what is this?"

Zhan Beiye spit at Kang casually.

"Nothing, itchy throat."

Meng Fuyao immediately took a bite of "Bah", and smiled before Kang Sui's attack: "Ah, I itch too."

Kang Yu's face was green, and he moved to the right. Ya Lanzhu suddenly took a step and said, "My Fufeng royal family respects the right. In that case, I will choose the right one."

Kang looked sideways at her, his eyes gloomy for a moment, and then he said: "So, princess please."

He looked calm, but there was a sneer at the corner of his mouth. Meng Fuyao looked at him and his heart tightened--this kid looked wrong, what's wrong?

Ya Lanzhu stepped over and suddenly stiffened when she walked to the patient on the right.

There is no need to open the tent, as her martial arts can already detect that this talent is dead!

She fell into Meng Fuyao's eyes when she was stiff, and Meng Fuyao's heart sank suddenly, and she knew what had happened without asking her through voice transmission.

She tilted her head to look at Kang Si.

With a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, he walked into the left tent. With his pace, his palm gradually showed a reddish light, and the surrounding air seemed to be a little purer, and there was a faintly refreshing breath in the wind. , There was already an intoxicated look around.

The patient who had been motionless in the tabernacle suddenly woke up and groaned slightly.

Although this sound was subtle, it immediately made the crowd excited.

"Ah! The Prime Minister is really amazing, he can heal in a distance!"

"Look, the gangrene patient actually moved!"

"The prime minister is all-rounder......"

"Ha, why does Princess Ya not move?" Someone smiled lowly, "Could it be that you were shocked?"

In the snickering sound, Meng Fuyao began to grind his teeth.

This Kang Si was more treacherous than she thought, and she actually calculated that she would send someone to check it out, deliberately acted to make a false impression, let her think that she was playing a trick of life, and led them to be fooled!

What to do now?

Zhuzhu was on the cusp of the storm by herself. If she can’t help her stand up today, her last remaining status and dignity will be trampled clean. She will never have the opportunity to regain the throne, even if she uses force to help her. She seizes the throne, and in this witchcraft kingdom, her throne will also become a puppet.

Kang Xu smiled, and walked slowly towards the tent with contentment. With every step, the red light became stronger, and the noise made by the patients in the tent became more obvious. In the end, he tremblingly stood up slowly and tried to sit. Up.

Naturally, there was no movement in Ya Lanzhu, no matter how much Meng Fuyao gave her, it was impossible to put a dead person to life.

Kang Xu smiled proudly and walked slowly and cautiously in the red light. Meng Fuyao wanted to knock him down with a split palm, but what about knocking him down now? To knock him down would be tantamount to telling the world that Yalan Zhu was playing a ghost, and it was equal to losing.

But it really couldn't be achieved, and there is only this. It is better than letting him cure the patient and embarrass Zhuzhu. Meng Fu rolled his sleeves and was ready to send a secret energy to knock down the bastard.

Suddenly someone stepped up beside him.

"Okay!"

The audience burst into thunderous cheers, and the cheers were naturally for Kang Chu. When Kang Chu was about to open the tent, the patient finally sat up and slowly opened the tent with his thin fingers.

The tabernacle opened a line, revealing the patient's dead gray face. The sickness was so real that everyone could see that he was dying, so the action of his opening the curtain became more magical and shocking.

Amid the deafening cheers, the ridicule of Ya Lanzhu also rushed over.

Ya Lanzhu stood still with her back to the crowd. Meng Fuyao stared at her petite, thin, motionless back, suddenly feeling sad.

How much did this child bear that she shouldn’t bear? How long will it continue to bear?

The curtain slowly opened, and the patient slowly raised his head in Kang Xu's triumphant gaze.

He first saw Kang Zuo's face and smiled gratefully at him, and then somehow his eyes drifted.

In the patient’s blurred vision, except for those close at hand, the faces and gazes of the others are naturally blurred, but they have a pair of gazes, like a relief painted with dust on an ancient wall, very vivid Jump out, floating in the chaotic and fuzzy background.

He involuntarily dropped his eyes and looked at those eyes.

The gaze is dark and deep, like a thousand ren deep abyss, far away from the bottom, it makes one look at it, and it feels like I have fallen into the abyss and struggled.

He felt like he had fallen in, and he couldn't help falling, falling, and falling into the dark and endless deep deep.

Immediately in the depths of eternity, a little spark suddenly swayed strangely, rising silently, constantly drifting, spinning, and rising until it suddenly exploded in his mind!

Boom!

Cracked.

I don't know where there was a loud noise, and the sky was full of soul fragments and bright stars.

Blow up the last spirit that had just been barely gathered by the healing technique.

Back then, Meng Fuyao, who had been practicing "Broken the Nine Heavens", after ten years of arduous martial arts training, also staggered and retreated among such stars, not to mention dying, just barely returning to the light and putting together a little spirit without martial arts. patient?

It wasn't possible to heal completely, but it was to use healing techniques to pull out his spirit for the time being. Now this spirit that was so easy to pull out has also been destroyed by Chaoxin Youtong.

The patient's face had just been half exposed in the tabernacle, Kang Xu's smile had just appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the cheers had just reached the highest point.

He suddenly let go, letting go of the tent.

The tent is closed.

The shadow behind the tabernacle fell straight down and hit the wooden stretcher with a muffled bang.

Then he spouted a mouthful of black blood, twitched a few times, and stopped moving.

He is dead.

The sound was not loud, but it suppressed the loud cheers for an instant. The voices of the crowd suddenly fell out of their mouths, and they kept their mouths wide open in joy, surprise and admiration.

In the square on all sides, thousands of people opened their mouths, strange and silent.

In the silence, Yunhen took a silent step back.

At that moment, he used the "Confusing Heart You Tong" that he hadn't used for a long time.

This stunt was taught to him by his first master. It was a top figure from the underworld. He was rescued by Yun Hen inadvertently when he was besieged and killed by Baidao, so he taught him this stunt and sword. The law made him famous early, far surpassing the Yun family lords, but he used very little Youtong's unique skills. This is a killing technique, but it can't really put the strong to death. If it is not used well, it will hurt himself.

When I first met Fuyao, he used it.

She had ugly makeup on Xuanyuan Mountain, and she staggered back when she met his Youtong. At that moment, she recognized Youtong, her eyes were shocked and disgusted.

That shock and hatred, after a long time in retrospect, still made him feel ashamed, Fuyao was so open and bright, he actually showed such a dark martial arts in front of her, and since then he vowed not to use Youtong, but doubled the training Swordsmanship, he wanted to be able to go hand in hand with her, but he would never taint her cleanliness with evil techniques.

Today, however, he used this martial arts again, and the use of it caused death.

Just because I don't want to see her disappointed or blamed, I don't want to see her bright eyes covered with bloodshot eyes because of anxiety.

Yun Hen narrowed his eyes, pursed his lips, and withdrew silently. Meng Fuyao looked at him gratefully and expressed gratitude with his eyes, then immediately turned his head and laughed loudly in the solidified silence.

"Aha, it’s amazing. It’s amazing. I’ve only heard of cures and cures for life, or cures for death. I have never heard of cures for life and then cure for death. Prime Minister, your treatment is really special. Ah special."

Kang Tuo's face is very ugly. The treatment fails halfway, which is worse than no effect, because it means that the caster uses the evil method of gathering energy, and the evil method renews the energy to bring back the light, but it only remnants Mental overdraft is nothing more than a real cure for cowardice. Many of the people present are experts. Why don't they understand? This time, I really can't steal the rice.

He frowned, with a faint doubt in his heart. In order to ensure that Arranju could not heal the patient, he did choose the worst and most lifeless patient, but with his own skill, he could use the soul gathering. Fa cheered up, should be able to maintain it for at least half an hour, how could you fall so halfway and make yourself unable to get off the stage on the spot?

Meng Fuyao ridiculed him mercilessly, but he was embarrassed, but the arbitrators looked at each other and saw that the patients on both sides were dead. After discussing for a long time, they said: "The princess and the prime minister failed to save life. The sick, the first scene, level."

As soon as the voice fell, Meng Fuyao sneered immediately, and the arbitration was very embarrassing. There is no doubt that their verdict has favored Kang Si. They used evil methods to pretend to be a cure, and they should have been sentenced to lose.

The more Meng Fuyao thinks about it, the more unwilling he becomes. Think about the back of Ya Lanzhu standing alone in the field just now. He couldn't help but an evil fire arched in his heart. Just about to speak, he saw Chang Sun Wuji suddenly smile at her. laugh.

The smile made her feel at ease, knowing that the grandson Wuji must have control over the next game, she couldn't help but cocked her mouth, smiling brightly at him.

The second scene, mind control.

The carpet is spread on the ground, and Yalanzhu and Kang Si sit cross-legged opposite each other. The mind control test has always been simple. Two people do their best. Who can control the other is the winner. This is the danger of not seeing the sword. In the past competitions, many people were driven to death.

The two supporters stood behind each, with a large group behind Kang Si, and only a few people behind Ya Lanzhu, forming a sharp unequal contrast.

Ya Lanzhu smiled happily, and when she sat there she gave Meng Fuyao a bright and grateful smile.

She drew a big circle, gathered the few people behind her, and pressed her heart.

The arc of her smile at the corner of her mouth is perfect, and her smile is as bright as the stars in this night.

Meng Fuyao also smiled at her and urged her to sit over. Just as Ya Lanzhu turned her back, her smile fell.

Is she helping Zhuzhu?

Is Zhuzhu really suitable to be a queen?

Yes, she needs it. She must shoulder the responsibility of saving the royal family. The Faqiang royal family is now the only free person. Who does she not do? She doesn't work hard, who works hard? Even Zhuzhu herself felt that she had to come forward?

However, why did she suddenly feel that the best thing for Zhuzhu is not to regain power, but to continue to be a free and happy Arranzhu?

Meng Fuyao sighed and suppressed the strange feeling that suddenly appeared in her heart to pay attention to the fighting method, and then her eyebrows were raised again.

As soon as Ya Lanzhu sat down, before she could sit still, Kang Su suddenly said: "The queen misses you very much."

His voice is low, not like coming out of his throat but like pushing out of his chest, every word is vague but distinct, every word has a rounding tail and nail-like strength.

Ya Lanzhu trembled.

Meng Fuyao said "Despicable!" almost blurt out.

This bastard, attacking Zhuzhu before she is ready, the first sentence is still so terrible.

Zhuzhu just learned the news of her mother's death. This is the weakest wedge of her mind. When Kang Si asked, she would immediately be disturbed!

Ya Lanzhu was immediately taken advantage of.

She looked at the void blankly, her eye circles slowly reddening, and she muttered: "Mother Queen..."

"What do you want to say to the queen?" Kang Xiao stared into her eyes and slowly said, "You have not seen you for a year, and she wants to hear you."

"Mother..." Ya Lanzhu shook her body, "...I was wrong..."

She said very lowly, but she was very sad. The girl's voice was low and weak from the square, and she will no longer be glorious, like a falling flower slowly drifting off the branch, desolate and helpless, listen. The people's heart tightened, the noisy voices in the square gradually faded, and people listened attentively.

Meng Fuyao also shook, Zhuzhu said she was wrong, this kid...what does this kid mean? Why does this bright child who has always insisted on himself and always liked to move forward like her, said he was wrong?

"Where is it wrong?" Kang Qi refused to relax, staring at each sentence.

"...I shouldn't leave you, leave you..." Ya Lanzhu looked at the mother in the void and said softly, "...I ran out that day, you actually know it, outside the palace That burden was left to me by you... I... I kowtow to your palace at that time... Did you know?... It is your birthday in half a month, I... I kowtow to you in advance... I'm not filial...I'm not filial..."

Meng Fuyao raised his sleeves, slowly covering his face.

She doesn't need anything to block her eyes, she is afraid that tears will spurt out.

Beads...Beads...

Your life as brilliant as glazed glaze, but also brittle pain like glazed glaze.

There was silence in the square, listening to the sorrowful confession of the royal girl whose ugly name spread across the country, and the endless pain and desolation in her tone.

Kang Qi sneered, but Ya Lanzhu was more in control than he imagined. Her heart was full of pain and hesitation. She seemed strong but there were so many holes, almost effortlessly, he took control of her mind. , Just need to add a few more potent drugs, this child will not die and be crazy.

"Since you know that you are not filial, why should you leave your house like that?" Kang sighed, simulating the middle-aged woman's dissatisfaction and distress, "I miss you... I miss you..."

"...I...I..." Ya Lanzhu was trembling all over, her eyes fixed in the void, her fingers convulsed and grasped her simulacated mother in the air, as if suddenly in the space separated by yin and yang Traversing, grabbing the corner of her mother's clothes with a familiar fragrance, cut into her heart so deeply, smelling the fragrance, she felt like being struck by lightning, she suddenly shocked, fell to the ground, crying loudly.

"...I love him!"

"I love the man who washes his mother and concubine's hair! I don't want to help the man who kicks over the basin that his wife is carrying!"

"The father loves you, but there are thirty-eight princesses! You have been silently lamenting throughout your life, and you will accept one concubine after the father, you will get old, that is because you can’t sleep well every night, I don’t want Be the second you!"

"I heard him say to his mother and concubine that he would marry her a daughter-in-law, just one. He will bring water, and the daughter-in-law will wash her hair gently. I...I want to be one of the three in that family..."

"I just want someone who loves me with all my heart, one double for life!"

She threw herself on the ground with a mournful cry, her undulating thin shoulders resembled a pair of slender flying butterflies, trembled endlessly because of the cold, the crowds in the square began to fall silent, mixing in midnight In the whimpering wind of the girl, there was a touch of silence.

They have heard about the little princess's nymph name for many years, and they all say that she chased men without regard to shame, chased them to other countries, and lost a bit of royal dignity, not to mention that she was still a foreign man, Fufeng The men and women in, felt that this idiot princess had lost her entire Fufeng face, but never thought that on the square today, under the control of mind, I heard this girl who has been carrying a ugly name for many years. In my heart, I heard her unique view of marriage, heard her fearless persistence, heard her only dedication in this life, heard her painful cry echoing over the square.

I heard her crying: "When I was thirteen years old, I accidentally fell off the cliff and broke my leg for half a year to find him. It was the guard you arranged to rescue me. I promised you not to run. I ran again after half a year... I was wrong!"

I heard her crying: "When I was fourteen, I smashed Zhan Beiheng’s dowry. My father shut me down. You gave me food. I promised you not to look for him again. I ran away again after I was full... Wrong!"

I heard her crying: "You held a grand ceremony for my birthday when I was fifteen years old, but I stole the jewelry you gave me and sold it out... I was wrong!"

I heard her crying: "...For so many years, I chased him tens of thousands of miles, chased thousands of days and nights, and the days left by your side only add up to half a month... I was wrong!"

I heard her crying: "...I never told you that he is in love with someone... He is in love with someone... that person is very good... I can't make it to... Queen... You persuade I have so many times... I understand... I understand... But the heart thrown out, the splashed water, how do I retract my head? How do I retract my head? I have already thrown myself out...I ...I'm broken..."

Meng Fuyao felt that he was going to be broken too.

She faltered in such a heart-piercing cry, and only felt that every time the tone rose, she pulled her heart up, pulling out a **** wound, the child's crying She had always known the child’s pain, but she was always bewildered by the bright and splendid appearance of the child, wishful thinking that there was no such pain, no such pain, but she was wrong, the child was never careless. People, how can she not hurt? How can a child who understands love prematurely fail to understand pain?

She has always been in pain, but there is no pain to show her, she will not have the pain.

How selfish!

Meng Fuyao resisted the silent choking, raised his head and sniffed at the sky, looking back at Zhan Beiye after a long while with tears.