MTL - Empress True Colors-Chapter 19v4 The queen turns over and becomes the master

"Why?" Yelv Xunru keenly noticed something was wrong with Yelutan.

Yelutan did not speak, a trace of hesitation flashed across his face, he seemed to be slightly shocked, but shook his head after a while, "I'm not sure."

Yelu Xunru snorted coldly, but didn't force him, took the paper bag, glanced at the thin skin, and shook his head.

The real younger brother is also a silly and infatuated person.

"I don't make it difficult for you, but you have to help me write a letter to Lao Bushi." Yelu Xunru helped Yelutan spread the paper, "Let him come over and help me look at this thing. By the way, do me a favor."

"How do I know where he is?" Yelutan turned his head away, unwilling to mention Master Ziwei's appearance.

Master Ziwei was also with them at first, but after the people from the snow mountain appeared nearby, he ran away like a rabbit. The reason was that Yelutan was snoring and his feet smelly, and he was weak and couldn't bear it.

Yeluxun looked at Yelutan with his arms crossed, seeing that he had no choice but to turn around, lowered his eyes, picked up his pen and began to write.

Yelu Xun's eyes shone brightly.

Sure enough, the two still had a connection, and the old man really didn't go far. This old guy obviously cares about her, why doesn't he stay here?

She raised her eyes to look at the compound in the distance, and snorted coldly in her heart.

"How do you write the letter?" The third son and Yelu Xunru stayed for a long time, and became more and more annoyed.

"You just say..." Yelu Xunru was still staring at the compound, and suddenly the fox song he sang that year suddenly sounded in his ears.

How many sects in this world can cultivate disciples like Master Ziwei? Who in this world is qualified to be the girl of the Nine Foxes that Ziwei never forgets?

A strange smile slowly emerged from the corner of her lips, and she said slowly, word by word, "Madam has taken Yelv Xunru as a hostage, and she wants to see him."

…

"is it you…"

The low inquiry in the dark room was more like a helpless whisper.

The skylight above her head was open, and the night breeze was cool. She didn't need to look up, she knew that the guy must have run away.

She sat up, her elbows on her knees, her chin resting on her hand, in a meditative pose.

In the dark, her eyes shine like autumn waters in the sun.

Some things are now, if you think about it slowly, you can figure it out.

I understand that he really doesn't want to see her, no matter what the reason is, he doesn't want to enter her life again, and he doesn't want to face her again.

He is such a lonely person, he would rather stay alone in the four empty walls, waiting for time to silently cut his life into pieces, than let the people he cares about see his disappearance and fragmentation with his own eyes.

So the harder she pushes, the closer he gets, the farther he gets away.

She was in a daze for a long time, her body seemed empty, but her heart was tamping down inch by inch.

Some things, she knows what to do.

Having made up her mind, she leisurely lay down on someone else's bed, crossed her legs, and took out the bones in her arms that she hadn't had time to study.

She has now confirmed that the bones will not belong to Yeluqi. What is worth guessing is that Yu Guangting's attitude towards the bones is so nervous, what is the ulterior secret?

The bone she dug up was only a short section, the hand bone part, she wiped it with a white cloth, and examined the bone carefully, there was no scars or traces to identify it.

She suddenly said "Huh?", stretched out her fingers to compare, and felt that even for a man, the hand bones seemed too long.

Long fingers? Barely a feature, she took it to heart.

She dug into her bosom, took out a small bottle, looked at the color, and put it back again. After doing this three times, she finally chose a small bottle, turned her back, and fiddled with it for a while.

The yard was quiet, as if the master and servant had fallen asleep.

Then she put away the bones, and suddenly said "Ouch", with a high-pitched voice, as if she had been poked by the bones.

There was no movement at the door, but there seemed to be some noise in the yard.

Jing Hengbo pushed her hand, and the bone fell to the ground with a "slap". Under the moonlight, it shone a miserable blue color, and her wrist fell powerlessly, with blood dripping from her fingertips, soaking silently on the bone. .

There seems to be wind in the distance. But it stopped near the door.

Jing Hengbo began to roll over on the bed, hugged the quilt and gritted his teeth, as if he was enduring great pain. With a low moan.

"Bang." With a sound, the door opened, and a figure flew over like the wind. The speed was so fast that the bead curtain swayed and flashed a dazzling light.

In the next moment, Bai Ying had already arrived in front of the couch, and he stretched out his hand to touch Jing Hengbo's acupoints.

But the person on the bed disappeared, giggling behind him.

Bai Ying reacted quickly, and Bai Lian shook his hand, and hung it towards the skylight again.

How can the same thing happen a second time? Jing Hengbo didn't move the knife this time, nor did he try to hug him, but just threw himself in front of Bai Lian, stretched his neck towards Bai Lian, and tied a knot flexibly.

Now if the other party insists on tightening up Bai Lian, he will have to strangle her to death first.

The figure who wanted to jump up again with the help of Bai Lian really paused, and when he raised his hand, Bai Lian slid down.

Before Bai Lian flew out of the door, Jing Hengbo had already put his arms around Bai Lian, wrapped his arms around his neck, and then pulled him in front of him.

This pull seemed to be an understatement, but in fact, she exhausted all her strength, so that this pull was not coquettish, and she even gritted her teeth.

At this moment, the tomb robbery notes suddenly flashed in her mind, as if maybe, maybe, this is the way to set up zombies...

Isn't this unreasonable, stubborn, unreasonable wooden thing a zombie who wants to kill her!

With a sound of "bang", the opponent's body was limited after all, so her action was so fierce and sudden, and she fell on her chest.

It was so straight and stiff.

Jing Hengbo immediately stretched out her arms and hugged him tightly, like an octopus hugging the tree. The moment she hugged him tightly, she wanted to laugh up to the sky, beat him desperately, stick her tongue into his mouth, and bite him. She couldn't escape after living with him for the rest of her life, but in the end she didn't do anything.

If she can't bear it, she will make big plans. If she can't bear it for a while, it will delay her life's plan. She has already thought about what to do in the future. From now on, she will not be so passive in searching, at a loss at a loss, she must take the initiative and overturn it. The whole plan of this lonely guy.

Thirty years of feng shui turns, so it's time for her to stand up and be the master!

She hugged his waist tightly, exerted her strength on her legs, turned over, and pressed him under her body.

The next moment, she felt a bone-chilling chill, and if she guessed correctly, she would be sent flying thousands of miles away by his true strength.

"Crack." With a crisp sound, she drew out the knife, and the transparent thin blade pressed **** his carotid artery coldly.

This movement was so abrupt that the people below him were stunned.

I thought about 11 million movements, I thought that she would laugh up to the sky, climb up with her hands and feet, beat her madly, and put her tongue into his mouth... But no matter how weird the thought is, it can't compare to her at this moment His actions shocked him.

He was so startled that he didn't even move, and lay down directly under her. Her jet-black pupils grew a circle, and on a cool autumn night, the still water under the moon reflected her murderous reddish eyes.

"Bang." With a sound, the door was knocked open again, and the girl and Nan Jin rushed in one after the other. Seeing the appearance of these two people, they were both stunned.

There are four people in the room, and three of them have incredible eyes.

"Get out." Jing Hengbo didn't even look at those two, his voice was cold.

The girl stared at the blade around his neck, and stepped forward half a step in desperation. Jing Hengbo immediately pressed the knife in relentlessly, the sharp blade scratched the skin, and a trace of blood slowly oozed out.

"Get out! Go!" Jing Hengbo burst out word by word from between his teeth, "Go outside! Don't get close!"

Nan Jin pulled the girl violently, and the two stepped back quickly.

The door closed again, Jing Hengbo smiled coldly.

There are only two people facing each other on the collapse.

The black pupils reflect each other.

Jing Hengbo stared at him and exhausted all his strength to hold back the surging blood and emotions in his chest. Use all your strength to maintain this position, so that you don't look at the blood on his neck, don't tremble, don't look away, at this moment, right here, with the knife resting on his neck, looking at him, Approaching the long-lost eyes.

He looked no different from a year ago, except that he was a little thinner, his black hair was a little disheveled, his eyes were still clear in the disheveled hair, and the brightest cold star in the sky was not as clear and distant as his eyes. The line of his lips is so clear, but the color of his lips is lighter than before, like soft flowers and leaves that have fallen frost, waiting to be frozen and frozen by the gentle kiss of the spring breeze.

His eyes have calmed down from the initial shock, and turned to calmness and calmness. The calmness has a three-point sense of scrutiny. He is examining the situation at the moment, examining her expression, and examining the development of this weird incident...

She stared into his eyes, trying to recall all the negativity in her life, thinking about the inexplicable time travel, thinking about the humiliation of the puppet queen, thinking about the desolation of Dige Xueye, thinking about seeing the decree of exile after returning to Dige The anger at that time... Thinking about those rejections, escapes, betrayals, thinking that no matter how real the love is, those hurts still exist, and to this day, he still refuses to give himself an answer... Waves of cold resentment rolled up, Involved in her eyes, her eyes became harder and her hands became more stable.

Success or failure is at this moment, if she can't hide it from him who is so wise, she will waste all her previous efforts.

Since she met him, she has been losing all the time, but at this moment, she wants to win!

To win is to have a chance and a future!

"Who are you?" She said in a hoarse voice, not letting go of the handle of the knife in her hand. "A lackey of Yu Guangting? Hehe..." She laughed contemptuously, pushing her knee against his thigh, "A **** can also Keep me?"

He suddenly opened his eyes wide.

She had never seen Gong Yin's expression like this, and she was so happy at this moment that she almost wanted to laugh out loud.

She quickly pinched her palm, narrowed her eyes, and looked at him with her head tilted, "Could you still be dumb?"

"Why do you..." He stopped after only half a sentence, frowned slightly, and looked at her carefully.

You could tell by looking at his eyes that he didn't believe her and was still in a very doubtful stage.

Jing Hengbo knows that amnesia is bloody, but sometimes it is useful. He and her haven't seen each other for a year, what happened in it, just as she doesn't know his situation, he may not know hers. With **** wars and political strife, she might be plotted against at any time and lose part of her memory, right?

Not fully sure, the bet is that he doesn't know the exact situation of her this year, the bet is that he is skeptical.

She smiled lazily, one dagger was still pressing against his carotid artery, and the other hand took out another invisible dagger from her leg, and pressed it against his chest, her tone became more understated, "Such a weak chicken..." The dagger slashed downward, and with a "chi la", his clothes were torn apart.

A line of collarbone reflects the cold moon, and two jade muscles shine brightly.

Her eyes flashed with a half-smile, half-flirtatious, half-casual, like meeting a random handsome man at the top of Fengyue Tower.

"The figure is pretty good, I can't tell, she looks thin when she wears clothes, but she looks fleshy when she takes off her clothes..."

He was talking nonsense, but his eyes quickly scanned his upper body, and he couldn't see any scars on his body, why couldn't he move? True strength is still immobile? Is it true? For a master like him, what situation can make him unable to move?

The surprise in his eyes has gone, and the light in his eyes is deeper and darker. The dark eyes reflect her smile, and she can't see the end. She is vacant and uncertain, and suddenly a wave of anger surges into her heart. She leans down and grabs him As for the front of the clothes, fingers brushed against his earlobe, seemingly unintentionally or on purpose, and when he saw the earlobe with satisfaction, it turned red immediately, as if a coral pearl had grown on the white jade.

"Handsome guy..." she said with a smile, "You look familiar, have I seen you before?"