Chapter 1： Short-lived white moonlight (1/2)
Sang far felt that he would probably become the shortest-lived book wearer in history.
Other cannon fodder can't survive but one and a half episodes. She's good. The first sentence of the book she went through was written in black and white-
[Sang is far away]
Arranged clearly!
At this moment, she lay quietly on a cloud bed of great comfort and waited for death.
Around the cloud bed, there are drapery gills covered with translucent illusion crystal lines, as thin as cicada wings, and exquisite embroidered patterns seem to be suspended in the air. There is a row of small jade bells on the top of the tent, and occasionally a pleasant tinkling sound.
The luxury is low-key, and the luxury is so unobtrusive.
Outside the gauze, there was a ball of golden light dangling, a woman with a full body.
Sang knew her identity from afar-Youmei Wang's sister, Youyingyue. A noble girl who is arrogant, self-willed, and reckless, and does not remember the consequences, is also the little lady of the male master Han Shaoling, and the malicious female.
It was her who poisoned Han Shaoling's Bai Yueguang Sang far away.
Sang far felt that he might have accidentally picked Tian Dao's ancestral tomb, and he would be picked up again and again.
First, he walked on the road and was struck to death by thunder. He died an out-of-focus linnen, and then ran across the novel he was watching, becoming the short-lived white moonlight of the male master who died at the beginning.
Soon, the female Eryou Yingyue will pour a pot of poisonous wine into her belly.
Sang is far from wanting to die again.
Who can save her?
The male lead Han Shaoling can't count on it. This dog man brought back a woman who looked exactly like Sang, and was now crushed in his dormitory. If there were no surprises, he would surely fight until dawn.
You Yingyue is just for this matter to attack the evil fire, so she went to Sangyuan to vent her hatred.
As for the guards in the palace...Since Youying Yue can appear here with her entourage, it means that she managed to get the guards outside, and no one will come in and make trouble.
Anyway, in the original book, Sang died so quietly that it was not until the heroine Meng Wuyou used this incident to completely overwhelm You Yingyue that people knew that Sang was poisoned.
To live, she can only save herself.
”Are you okay? You can't finish the direct poisoning, and Han Lang can take me again!” You Yingyue's voice was extremely impatient.
A hoarse female voice reverently replied: ”The little lady is restless, this matter is of great importance, and no flaws can be left. The old body is tempered for a while to ensure that no one can check the body in the future. . This will not affect the relationship between the little lady and the prince...”
There was a wry smile on the old woman's face.
The master does nothing regardless of the consequences, but the dare not dare to follow her crazy.
I saw a bright fire burning in the palm of the old woman, burning the silver jug.
Sang looked at this fantasy scene from afar, and didn't want to die even more.
Xiuxian! This is a fantasy fantasy!
But she didn't mean it.
Her condition at the moment is not as good as the fish on the cutting board. The fish can bounce, and she is like a monkey trapped inside a hollow puppet.
The body was severely injured and highly toxic. The soul has long since dissipated, but it has been kept alive without being cut off.
Until today Sang has crossed over far.
She fluttered from morning to midnight, and finally opened her eyes and mouth.
Before she was too happy, she saw the maids in the hall fall one by one to the ground. Then, Yingyingyue came in with someone to prepare to poison her.
The taste of waiting for death is really hard to say.
Sang Yuan still wanted to struggle again.
Her throat seemed like a whole piece of hard wood, and after a long time of effort, she finally spit out a few flat and ambiguous words.
”If I die, Han... I will remember for a lifetime. What I can't get... the best.”
Although the voice was small, it clearly reached the ears of the two men in the temple.
You Yingyue yanked the shark gauze, a pair of white and black eyes stared at Sang Yuan.
She was dressed like a golden peacock.
Just across the cloud-like gauze tent was okay. At this moment the tent was lifted, and Sang was almost blinded by far.
You Yingyue sneered: ”Wake up? Are you actually awake?! Very good! Since you are awake, let you die.”
The villains must be nagging before killing. This is a traditional custom.
Sang blinked sincerely far away, expressing his willingness to be the most patient listener.
You Yingyue narrowed her eyes and stared at Sang for a while, her plump red lips moved, and the words carried endless hatred: ”I have been married to Han Lang for five years, exactly five years! I love him so much, so love! We were in the beginning So good, and the result? Since I met you, everything has changed! If you didn’t deliberately seduce him, how could my Han Lang lose heart! This one alone, you **** it!”
Speaking of old things, You Yingyue's beautiful face could not help but slightly twisted, she stretched out a golden Cancan false nail and poked on Sang Yuan's cheek.
”Is it good-looking? It's not enough to take away Han Lang's heart, but also take away the position of Mrs. Zheng and step on my Youying Yue's head! Be your spring and autumn dream!”
There was a thick, powdery fragrance in her mouth, which burst on Sang Yuan's face.
Sang thought about it from afar, and found that Youyingyue was indeed quite miserable. If you want to replace yourself with this violent temper, you must be chopped up with the scum man!
You Yingyue continued to sneer: ”I am not afraid to tell you that the assassin on the wedding day was exactly what I arranged. The target was not Han Lang, but you! Ha, I did not expect that you are so infatuated, you still have You can block the knife for Han Lang without entering the door. It’s amazing! How about, you’ve hit me, Youshi’s venomous wood poison, is it better to die? Forget it, I’m sorry for you, this will help you out!”
She did not know whether it was angry or excited, glaring, her body trembling, and the golden light was so dazzling that she was far dizzy.
Sang said from afar: ”It's useless. He will find a substitute, and he will never forget me.”
You Yingyue narrowed her eyes and looked like a fox: ”I know. Isn't he spoiling the woman who looks like you? Have no worries! I just want him to know that when he and that woman are turning against each other You, Sang Yuan, are dead! When he sees the woman’s face in the future, he will think of you, and then his death, and then think of you dying when he spoiled that woman-I think he will still sleep in the future Can't sleep anymore!”
Sang was shocked.
Who said this was a brainless vicious woman II? ! This logic seems to be completely correct!
In the book, after the death of Sang far away, the male lead Han Shaoling did not have the dream of worrying about the female host some days. It's just that people are not as good as the sky, how can the second woman prosper, and can't stand the dog's blood gold fingers arranged by the plot god.
”No,” Sang was far from powerless. ”You, you don't see the essence. We must solve the problem from the root.”
You Yingyue narrowed her eyes.
The old lady behind her said: ”Little lady, the poison is ready, you can send her to the road.”
Sang felt his heart suddenly fall.
No one will be scared when the dead word comes to the head. Especially those who have died once, know the great horror between life and death.
You Yingyue took the poisoned wine and slowly pulled her lip down, saying: ”You can beg me, I will give you a chance to say a sentence, if you can coax me satisfied, I will spare you.”
Her eyes were dark and calm, and the corners of her lips provoked a sarcastic arc.
Sang knew far away that You Yingyue didn't have the option of ”releasing” at all. This sentence is her last words. She either died a little bit angry, or hopelessly begged, and died pitifully.