Chapter 14： Chennian Lingzhu (2/2)

”Then follow me to practice.” He looked very happy and pulled a few times, lifting the thin silk quilt into the bed to make a big space.

He bent down, took off her shoes and tossed to the side, grabbed her feet, and became a standard meditation posture.

He also kicked off his boots and jumped onto the bed.

Jade Pillow blocked him for a moment, and was lifted into it by him.

The dark wood box was exposed.

You Wuming stopped as if she had been acupunctured.

He stretched out his hand, and there was a touch of blue light on his fingertips.

The slender five fingers were buckled on the ink-colored wooden box, the blue light flowing like water, gently resonating with the wooden box. In the sloshing waves, several fingerprints floated clearly.

Small, feminine, and not his own at a glance.

He grabbed the wooden box in his palm and turned to look at her.

At this moment, Sang Yuan felt like he was being knocked **** the back of his head and spine with an electric mosquito swatter. Her body was stiff and her scalp was numb.

How to do? Fight with him?

”No wonder.” He smiled suddenly.

Sang stared at him from afar, thinking secretly that he would scratch a few blood marks on his face! It's better to bite his throat, maybe it's broken?

”No wonder it's sour.” He rolled his eyes. ”Do you think this is my good friend? No. It's me... mother.”

Sang Yuanyuan: ”...”

Which of his eyes saw her jealous? This brain repairing effort is really a must.

Wait, he doesn't seem to be angry?

”Come here.” He waved.

Seeing her not moving, he stretched out his long arm, dragged her over, and hit him in the chest.

He circled him and lifted the lid under her eyelids.

His chest trembles slightly, and he said with amusement: ”I found it and couldn't see it, was he angry?”

Sang had no choice but to follow him: ”I'm so angry.”

Youmei laughed happily, injecting a blue spirit into the spirit pearl while laughing.

It took a little time to wait for it to shine, he lazily put his chin on the top of her hair, one hand twisted the transparent bead, the other hand flicked up inadvertently, caught in front of her, and squeezed lightly few times.

Sang Yuan heard a ”buzz” in his mind, and he instantly blushed and backed away angrily.

”Don't move.” His voice suddenly fell again, ”It's rare that I am calm at the moment.”

She bit her lower lip and turned her head stiffly to look at him.

His pair of black eyes looked very empty, staring straight at the fingertip's spirit beads, his face cold and hard, like a piece of lifeless wood.

Sick?

A lazy and strong female voice slowly floated out of Ji Lingzhu.

”Poor child, my mother-in-law has no choice but to abandon you. Don’t be sad, there’s nothing to be sad about, anyone will die, won’t you? In this way, you can still do something for the mother-in-law. Wherever I go in the future, I will remember this good baby who is willing to sacrifice for his mother...”

There was only a dark surface on the bead surface, and the scene at that time did not appear.

You Wuming slowly held Ji Lingzhu in the palm. The other hand also let go of her.

Sang Yuan understood immediately, that's how he held the beads in his hands.

So, it was his mother who spoke to him?

Was it five years ago... He was not crazy, but self-defense and anti-kill?

Sang did not know what was in his heart for a while.

He secretly recorded what she said to him with Lingzhu, but instead of scrubbing his reputation, he used more **** means to repress those arguments relentlessly...

Sang had a dry throat and her hair was dry. She felt the breath of Yumie's body gradually chilling. He stepped back like a tide, far away from her, and threw the bead back into the wooden box, closing the wooden lid.

Then he sat on the head of the bed and settled, not looking at her again.

Sang Yuan breathed calmly and found a position not far from him.

He was confused and unable to calm down.

That happened five years ago. Youzhou Wang married his daughter, and the son of the world was desperately mad. He took the lead to bathe the hall in the blood of the shadow, and slaughtered the You family who came to Daohe. In addition to the Youying Yue who is about to marry to Hanzhou, one also Do not stay.

Afterwards, You Wuming did not have any regrets. He stepped on the ground and succeeded to the throne, and then gave a jade jade stained with fresh king blood to You Yingyue, patting her shoulder and gently instructed After she arrived in Hanzhou, you must not lose your face.

The handprint stained with the blood of the dearest one was burned on the shoulder of Dahongxifu.

You Yingyue was paralyzed, and she was greeted by a car.

No one knows what means Yuwuming used to suppress the voice of opposition. As a result, Youzhou unanimously supported the new king, and all the impeachers who sent to the heavens were like mud and water.

Since then, no matter in which state, people who openly discuss this matter will die.

The name You Wuming gradually became taboo.

Sang shook his head incredulously. Is there any secret behind this? Mrs. Laoyou Wang, what is the reason to oppose her son?

Moreover, five years ago, You Wu Ming was already a peerless strong man with plump wings, and his mother could not speak with such a strong tone in front of him.

It's more like... against a young child who has no resistance.