blood marriage

The flimsy clothes with the wrong straps and the boots with the wrong feet are all Wan Yao's net worth.At this time, she had messy hair, curled up in a very dark and dark alley, and the alley was full of sundries. She hid in the crowd of sundries, enduring the cold wind at the entrance of the alley.

After running out of Zhaofu, she hadn't eaten for a day, and the cold air entered her limbs and bones at night, even the dripping water in winter, there was no such biting cold, it was so cold that people just wanted to go to bed. die.

She never thought that without Zhaoxin and Qing'er, she would have such a difficult life.She thought that she could die peacefully after sleeping, but she closed her eyes desperately, but her head became clearer, every smile and every inch of tears flashed in front of her, she saw Zhaoxin, a long sword cut off the head of General Chen Guo, their last bit of hope in Chen Guo, she saw the corpses in the moat piled higher and higher at Zhaoxin's feet, she was not reconciled , Unwilling to die like this, the majestic princess of a country died without dignity like a wild dog.

She would rather die on the battlefield, by Zhaoxin's knife.

The bone-biting cold wind made her sharpen.

In the end, she sat up from a pile of sundries, followed the way she came, and slowly walked back to Zhaofu, back to the glorious Zhaofu paved with blood.

The lights in Zhaofu are bright, and even the dark night must be courteous.Groups of soldiers set off from Zhaofu, and entered the silent streets and alleys in all directions.In Zhao Mansion, only the crackling of burning torches and the whistling of whips in the wind remained.

The servants lying on the ground had long lost their vitality, their flesh and blood rolling to reveal their white spines.

"Young master, young master, you're back." The housekeeper ran all the way and shouted from a distance.

Zhaoxin took the whip away, took a deep breath, suppressed the tyranny rolling in her heart, and looked at the old housekeeper with handicapped legs.

Wan Yao followed behind the butler, saw the dead bodies in the yard, shrunk her neck, couldn't help taking a step back, and said tremblingly: "I feel bored, I went for a walk, but I couldn't find my way back."

"Oh, first you can't remember the past, then you lost your way, Xiaoyao, you are so capable," Zhaoxin clasped his index finger and raised Wanyao's chin, and took off the grass leaves from her head, with a gloomy expression. He smiled and said: "What I hate the most in my life is when others lie to me. You are my precious person, so this time I will let you go. If there is a next time, you can take care of it. Those slaves on the ground will be your end. "

Rong Li carefully approached Wanyao, and whispered: "Don't be afraid, my aunt likes to scare people, and she would say that she would beat me with a whip every now and then. Look, I'm doing well!" The whip wind hit Rongli's back, causing her to cry out in pain, tears streaming down her face.

With a sullen face, Zhaoxin took Wanyao and strode away.As soon as he entered the door, he threw Wanyao on the bed, pinched Wanyao's neck viciously with red eyes, "As soon as I heard about you, I rushed over to find you day and night, lest you have a little girl in another country." Mishap, but what about you? In order to let me die, you jumped into the dripping water that cannot enter samsara. You are sure that I will save you, but you still dragged me to the bottom of the river, Xiaoyao, you are so cruel, eh ?In order to wake you up, I searched for the legendary Penglai Island and got the fairy grass after a narrow escape, but what about you? You said that as soon as I got close to you, your heart would hurt very much. Like a fool, I found someone to clean up the other courtyard early in the morning, and I was busy all day, thinking that you don't want to see me, so I will find you a secluded place to raise your body. When will you accept me, I will go to you again, hehe, little Ya, you ungrateful white-eyed wolf, I shouldn't be so polite to you, you know? You are fit to be locked in a cage, begging for mercy, you don't deserve a little pity from me, huh? You say yes no?"

Like a cat teasing a mouse, when Wanyao was about to suffocate to death, Zhaoxin let go of her hand and watched her crouching down, coughing violently, watching her blushing, yelling intermittently: "No, no, To... um..."

At this time, Zhaoxin would speed up the movements in his hands and ask her with a smile: "Then do you want it, or don't you?"

Wanyao was tortured and cried out hoarsely, until the dawn of the sky did not stop.

"I hate you, I hate you to death." These were the last words Wan Yao closed her eyes, Zhao Xin covered her with the quilt, rubbed her face with her slender fingers, and said in a low voice, "I know."

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