Chapter 1： Short-lived white moonlight (2/2)
In a word.
Sang took a deep breath, and then said in a tone without pause: ”I don't like Han Shaolin's marrying him at all. It is forced to let him know that my heart is loved by others. He must be angry and angry. Wujiwu doesn't even bother to dream!”
In one word, in one go.
You Yingyue stayed for three seconds, her eyes flickered a few times, and finally, she handed the silver jug to the old lady behind her.
”Really?” His eyes dimmed.
”Really!” Sang looked away firmly.
You Yingyue looked at her for a while, and her lips twitched with irony: ”Impossible. Han Lang is unparalleled in the world. There is no one like him in appearance, strength, wealth, status, even the emperor of heaven.” Everyone has joked that if she hasn't left the cabinet, she won't miss such a good Lang Jun! Once the sea is difficult, how have you seen Han Lang, how can you look at the people next to you! You lied to me, the wine came!”
You Yingyue reached out a hand backwards, and the old woman hurriedly handed it to the silver pot.
”Yes!” Sang earned a lot.
You Yingyue squeezed her Mumu's lips together, her face close to her, a pair of beautiful eyes quenched, and looked at Sang Yuan's face.
”Okay, I'll listen to you make up a name. If I haven't heard it, or if it's a cat or a dog, don't blame me.”
The other hand has touched the handle of the silver pot.
Sang far said: ”Everything is better than him.”
This time, not only was you smiling, but even the old lady who served behind her could not help but shook her head and said, ”The lord is recognized as the first beautiful man in the world, and he will take the throne in less than 30 years of age. , The king is in a state, and all the people bow their heads. They are also peerless strongmen in the eightfold heaven of the Lingming Realm. How could there be any man in the world who is better than the Lord?! If this is said, it will be a joke!
”Yes.” Sang still insisted.
The determination in her eyes gave You Yingyue an ominous hunch in her heart.
Waiting for Youyingyue to turn her thoughts, Sang's distant woodcut lips have provoked a slight invisible smile——
”Your brother.”
The soft breath is like thunder.
You Yingyue shuddered violently, and the old lady shivered behind her.
At the junction of the fingers of the two, the silver pot filled with poisonous wine fell to the ground.
On the floor covered with pure white plush blanket, a large piece of paste was smeared instantly.
This sentence is really... terrifying.
Youying Yue her brother.
King of Youzhou.
You Yingyue's plump body is like fallen leaves in the wind, and she starts to tremble.
The old lady behind him rushed to the ground, as if she heard something terrible, and she was about to be wiped out.
The smile in Sang Yuan's eyes was harmless: ”Right?”
You Yingyue hurriedly covered her red lips, her chest undulated violently, and her eyes shrank invisible in Taohua's eyes, and she was trembling with her eyes.
Sang Yuan fueled the fire: ”I love your brother, do you think he is not as good as Han Shaolin?”
You Yingyue is about to faint.
The old lady put her hands on the ground in disorder, trying to gather the poisoned wine that had penetrated into the blanket.
He couldn't help murmuring, ”Little lady, quickly, kill her quickly, if this word spreads, if it spreads...”
You Yingyue was almost horrified, but gradually calmed down.
She took a few deep breaths, and looked at Sang Yuan's eyes like she was staring at a flood beast: ”You, your favorite, that person?”
She dared not mention the name, not even the words ‘My Brother’.
”Yes.” Sang said far.
You Yingyue rolled her eyes in half a circle, almost unable to mention it in one breath.
What did that person say?
Most of the topics related to him are taboo. Among them, family relationship, marriage, and marriage are even more strictly prohibited areas.
No one even dares to talk privately.
The three words ”Yuzhou King”, as long as they go around in their minds, it seems that there is a **** smell that entraps the soul for three days.
It can be seen how heavy the shadow the villain of the villain has cast on these eighteen states of Yunjing.
Sang Yuanyuan said: ”Little girl, if you have a wood poison, why don't you give it to me? I'm trapped here for so long, I'm going to die your brother.”
You Yingyue just wanted to die in place.
She glared at Sang far, for a long while, and swept a ruthlessly in her eyes: ”Okay, I will help you here...Brother, summon! If you dare to play me, I will set a fire and burn alive.” You! Go, get my jade jade!”
The last sentence is to the old lady behind him.
This world's long-distance communication uses jade jade engraved in advance, point-to-point, and scrapped once.
When you left Youzhou, Youyingyue put the jade jade still stained with blood under her makeup, and hadn't touched it in five years.
The status of Youzhou Wangwangmei allows Youyingyue to dominate the world and be unscrupulous, but in this world, if anyone is the most afraid of that man, it is none other than her.
That is the deepest fear that will accompany her for life.
However, if there is anything that makes people forget their fears for a while, it is love and jealousy.
The jade jade arrived quickly.
Five years later, You Yingyue finally shook her hand, breaking off the green jade jade, and rushed toward the quiet and dark end like hell, shivering: ”Sang Yuan, say she, he loves Brother Wang.”
After all, like the plague avoidance, jade jade fell on Sang Yuan's face.
The blood color has already entered the jade color, and a slight fishy smell lingers on the tip of Sang's nose.
The jade jade emits a cyan shimmer.
Sang far has no other choice.
”Yes,” she said softly to Yu Jian, ”this is the case, I like you, King Youzhou.”
After a long time.
In the jade jade, there was a lazy and clean voice, which was very nice, as if with a little smile.
”it is good.”
The jade jade broke into crumbs.