Without practicing the Hehuan skill, the crazy leader has infinite charm

At the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, Nangong Jiayao brought Gu Xiyan into the palace.

In a place where Nangong Jiayao couldn't see, Jiang Sirong handed him a bottle, "He knows you can't bear to part with it. This is a medicine specially used to make her obedient. Don't worry, as long as she takes it, there will be no one else in her heart."

"I don't need it." Gu Xiyan didn't answer it.

Jiang Sirong picked up the round fan and covered her lips with a smile, "So confident, then do you know why she went to Jiangnan in the first place? It was because she had a quarrel with Nangong Da Siming. Why couldn't you enter the main gate, and why couldn't you enter the Nangong family tree? Do you think it was really because of her identity as a prostitute?"

Her eyes moved as she approached him, "Nangong Jiayao's concubine was born a prostitute..."

She looked at him meaningfully, put the medicine bottle in his hand, and stood up and left.

Yao Jia frowned. The "he" that Jiang Sirong was talking about was undoubtedly Xiao Fengli.

Suddenly, I heard the passionate moans of a man and a woman making love.

Yao Jia looked around and found herself in a carriage. Her forehead twitched.

Although the people inside were himself and Saburo, he still felt quite pressured watching such an exciting scene in person.

He turned around and ran away, but his body passed through a white figure.

Looking back, it was Nangong Xiu Lan.

Gu Xiyan clearly heard the footsteps and immediately leaned over and kissed Nangong Jiayao's lips to stop her from making any sound.

The car curtain opened, and the person under him was startled instantly. He wanted to push him away, but he grabbed his hand.

Release her lips and let her experience the bone-melting pleasure again.

The scene in front of him and the moving and gentle moans made Nangong Xiu Lan's body extremely stiff. After a long time, he slowly let go of the curtain in his hand.

He turned around suddenly, and the low breathing of the two people in the carriage was like a spell that entangled him. He slowly closed his eyes to hide the pain in his heart.

Yao Jia sighed. It seemed that Sanlang had forced her to make love in the carriage because he listened to Jiang Sirong's words and deliberately declared his sovereignty in front of Nangong Xiu Lan.

It's just that medicine...

In her previous life, she practiced the Hehuan technique and became obsessed, causing her memory to become confused and she became in a state of madness. Only Sanlang could calm her down. Was it because of this medicine?

But when did he drug her?

"Yaoyao, who is this?"

Gu Xiyan looked at the man in purple next to Nangong Jiayao with a pair of deep eyes, as if smiling.

"He..." Nangong Jiayao hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to tell the truth, "He is Brother Shuanghua, my... side lord."

Gu Xiyan's eyes flashed a little cold when he heard that, but he soon returned to normal and smiled at Shuanghua, "It turns out to be Master Shuanghua. I have heard of your great name for a long time. But Yaoyao has been in Kyoto for so long, and you have never come to see her. How come you have time to come now?"

Hearing the hidden meaning in his words, Nangong Jiayao felt a little displeased.

"Sanlang, don't be unreasonable!"

Nangong Jiayao scolded him in a low voice, then turned to Shuanghua and said with a smile: "Brother, Sanlang is outspoken, please don't mind. We are tired from the journey, I will take you to the courtyard to rest."

After saying that, he ignored Gu Xiyan and left with Shuanghua.

Gu Xiyan looked at the backs of the two people, his face immediately darkened, and his dark eyes emitted a cold light like ice.

Yao Jia had a splitting headache and images flashed in her mind from time to time.

Some of the memories that were covered up in the previous life began to emerge.

Those memories of Shuanghua...

It turned out that he was just like in this life, as he was busy expanding his business to Kyoto and had not been reunited with her for eight years.

When she first came, she was so excited that she just wanted to spend more time with her husband and brother who raised her, and she unintentionally neglected Sanlang.

The seeds of jealousy were planted at this time.

Border Town, Emerald Lake

Gu Xiyan looked into the distance from time to time, and the worry on his face was obvious.

The long whip master in armor behind him saw him like this and couldn't help but yelled, "Sanlang, you are so distracted, are you worried about the witch?"

"I didn't." Gu Xiyan strongly denied.

"In that case, let's take advantage of her battle with Liang State this time. I will sneak into the fighting team with your other two masters and kill her without anyone noticing!"

"No!" Gu Xiyan's eyes suddenly turned cold. "Now is the critical moment of the war between the two countries. How can we resist the foreign enemies without the commander?"

Master Zhe Shan nodded, "San Lang is right. Although the witch is cruel, she is indeed a rare talent in marching and fighting."

The bearded man snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "What a shit talent! If she didn't have Sanlang's inner strength, how could she be the commander? She is simply a shameless person who has usurped the throne!"

After these words were spoken, everyone fell silent.

After a long while, Gu Xiyan turned around and walked towards the military camp. "I haven't forgotten my deep hatred for her. Masters, there's no need to remind me all the time."

After the war, on the way back to the capital, several masters tried to assassinate Nangong Jiayao several times, but were stopped by Gu Xiyan.

The bearded man said impatiently, "Could it be true, as your Master Zhu said, that you have been bewitched by her again, right?"

Gu Xiyan's eyes moved slightly, and he hurriedly lowered his eyelids to hide the panic in his eyes, "I just..." He raised his head little by little, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his lips, "I want to destroy everything she cares about... This time when I return to Beijing, the good show will begin."

Yao Jia's heart skipped a beat.

Sure enough, the next moment, at the banquet hosted by Nangong Mansion, the appearance of an uninvited guest made the atmosphere of the entire banquet instantly become tense.

Song Shuyang walked slowly into the hall, his eyes scanning everyone present, finally falling on the man in purple to the right of Nangong Jiayao.

"Brother Liu really made it easy for me to find him."

The moment Shuanghua saw him, her body stiffened instantly.

Nangong Jiayao sensed his discomfort and looked at Song Shuyang in confusion, "Who are you and what do you want from my husband?"

Song Shuyang's eyes flashed with jealousy, and he bowed to her nonchalantly, "Pavilion Master Nangong, you may not know that when the concubine next to you was in Jiangnan, I had a close relationship with you."

"Really?" Nangong Jiayao glanced at Shuanghua, "Why didn't you tell me that you have such a friend?"

"Yaoyao, don't listen to his nonsense. I don't know him well." Shuanghua looked at Song Shuyang with disdain. "Mr. Song is really good at making connections. How can we have any personal relationship?"

Song Shuyang sneered, "Brother Liu is really heartless. Have you forgotten how you became the president of Jiangnan Guild and how you made a solemn vow to me? Or is it because of Nangong Jiayao's tyranny that you dare not admit what you did with me in Jiangling City..."

"Shut up!" Shuanghua stood up angrily, the cold light of anger in her eyes instantly turned into murderous intent, "When did I ever make a vow of eternal love with you? Mr. Song's special hobby, I dare not tolerate it. It's better to find another beauty and stop entangled here."

When everyone heard this, they all started whispering and pointing at the two of them.

Song Shuyang laughed bitterly, "When they need me, they call me Ah Yang. After they are done using me, they turn against me and call me Young Master Song."

He turned his head to look at Nangong Jiayao and said sarcastically, "He just wants to covet your Bai family's property. Do you think he loves himself in Jiangnan? What man doesn't love pleasure? Do you think he will really keep his chastity for you..."

Shuanghua's face suddenly changed. She looked at the woman beside her and shook her head repeatedly, "Yaoyao, I..."

Nangong Jiayao's face had already turned red and blue. Before he could finish, she slammed the table, pulled out the sword in Huaichuan's hand, and flew towards Song Shuyang's neck...

Amid the exclamations of the crowd, Song Shuyang's head was chopped off by a sword, blood splattered everywhere, and his body fell stiffly in the middle of the hall. On the falling head, his wide-open eyes seemed to still contain resentment and hatred towards Shuanghua.

The entire Nangong Mansion banquet hall fell into silence, and everyone's eyes were focused on Nangong Jiayao.

She held a long sword in her hand, her pupils were abnormally red, her face showed the pleasure of killing, and her cold eyes swept across everyone.

"If you don't want to die, get out of here!"

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