Chapter 6： Then I kill (1/2)

The deep drum sound gradually approached the Wangcheng, and Sang Yuan couldn't help but add a little bit of anxiety.

She is the true wife of the King of Hanzhou, and she must be present for the dinner today.

Sang was far from sure if the madman Yuyouming would remember her.

When she thought of that day in order to save her life, she said ‘I like you, King Yuzhou’ next to the jade slip, and she felt a series of toothaches.

The old blood of the old age has fallen into the jade color, and the jade jade gives her the feeling of lifelessness in her mind.

Blood, sha.

Never mind.

What really happened is also between Han Shaoling and You Yuming.

The status of women in the 18 states of Yunjing is low. Correspondingly, if something goes wrong, it will only be the men they belong to.

Ten thousand steps back and said that even if Han Shaoling was really destroyed by Youyou, Linggu and Sangda and others would take advantage of the chaos to protect her and flee back to Sangzhou.

Don't use it at all.

Sang Yuan has done a good job of psychological construction, sitting at the dressing table, let the maids dress her up.

After all, it is a palace banquet to receive the monarch of a country, and the etiquette should not be neglected.

Sang Yuan put on a black suit, which was extremely thick and heavy. The delicate patterns embroidered on the chest and back, and the skirt was embroidered with fire. Behind him was the cloak of the elder elder and elder, covered with gleaming gold thread, dragging it far beyond ten steps.

The hair was tightly tied, covered with a large and heavy gold crown, and a bead curtain hung down on both sides, which was unstoppable.

Sang set off for the banquet far away.

These days, she has not left her Huiyun Temple once.

The moment she stepped out of the knee-high threshold, there was a strange feeling in her heart-at this moment, she finally stepped into this world, it was no longer unreal, and she could no longer embrace the heart of playing tickets.

No matter what is ahead, she must raise her face and face the difficulties.

Just like she has done countless times.

Whatever you play, you have to do your best.

Now that she is back to life again, from now on, she will be the Sangzhou Queen.

In a few steps, on the slightly delicate woman, slowly the calm royal spirit spread all around. The maid who was used to serving on weekdays couldn't help but feel slightly startled, sighing that the royal family was really different from ordinary people.

Wangcheng is not big.

The eighteen states of Yunjing established their country with martial arts. Although Miyagi also saw luxury, the more important thing was the function of defense. What casts the city is a strange black stone, with a little frosted light, and the ground is the same material.

After leaving the harem, even the carved wooden ornaments could not be seen. As long as the black stone giant door was closed in each hall, it was immediately a small fortress.

Under the guidance of Yin Shi, Sang soon came to the banquet hall.

The lights were brilliant from afar.

The hundred military and military officials were divided around, and Han Shaoling sat on his knees on the left, facing him. The person who wanted to think of him was the King of Youzhou, which changed everybody's eyes.

When you enter the hall, you can feel a heavy atmosphere of depression.

You can't look around on this occasion.

Sang was sitting under the guidance of the waiter. The maid carefully took off her cloak and held it in a wooden tray, standing on one side.

She leaned her head and gently nodded toward Han Shaolin.

A stunning look passed by in his eyes. There was a lot of emotion in my heart-only the person in front of me was like the wife of a real king.

Youyingyue is usually arrogant, but on serious occasions, the momentum is a bit unsustainable. Not to mention the worry-free dream, when it comes to such an occasion, it is totally throwing your face on the ground and telling others to read jokes.

And Sang Yuan... This perfect woman who will be like a man from heaven, will eventually become his true wife, and spend his life with him... Han Shaoling thought so, unconsciously lowered his head, and his lips floated shallowly. giggle.

Everyone got up and saluted far away from Sang. Sang farewells first salute, and then put his eyes on the desk in front of him.

As soon as she sat down, she noticed that she cast her eyes unscrupulously.

You lifeless.

The bead curtain on the left blocked her view. She couldn't use the afterglow to observe the lifeless, and only felt that he was laughing.

It should be that kind of abnormal smile, right? Sang was thinking secretly.

There is never a positive description of the villain in the book, the man Youyou, who has lived in the fear of everyone from beginning to end, or that he himself is the spokesperson of terror.

Only in a few places, he was able to spy on his true face.

For example, when a cannon foe was dying, looking up at the demon head that stepped past his body without frowning, he couldn't help but feel confused--why did this demon have the face of a man of heaven?

For example, You Wuming took advantage of the chaos to slowly walk into the burning sky, the light of blood and fire printed on his face, reminding people of some legends about the evil ghost Shura-how evil their hearts are, face How pretty.

To be honest, Sang was still quite curious about the appearance of You Wu Ming, but she didn't look up.

Her eyes still fell on the table case, and several jade dishes were placed in front of her. The dishes in the dishes were very delicate, like the award-winning works of the carving contest.

On this occasion, no one except the two kings would look around, it was extremely rude.

Of course, these old-fashioned and pedantic ‘empty manners’ will be broken again and again after the heroine’s dream is flattered. She will stare at a new talent at the banquet and make fun of each other's looks. Will wear very casual clothes at the time of sacrifice to heaven, and the whole country will be in an uproar. He will make a loud noise in the national temple, saying that the monks are cheating money, which one does not eat meat in the background.

Sang was far from feeling that these actions were so cute.

She just wanted to hammer the crippled dog head.