Chapter 25： Broken marriage (1/2)

Sang felt a sudden looseness in her neck, and fresh air from Da Peng poured into her chest, choking her tears.

Holding the gold sign, she quickly climbed up, looking at the man in black who had restrained Jiang Jinpeng through the misty tears.

His face was much whiter than she remembered, almost transparent.

He pressed a hand on top of Jiang Jinpeng's head, and while praising him for being ”good”, he patted gently.

Every time I shoot, Jiang Jinpeng's body will be short, inexplicably a little happy.

But when Sang Yuan's eyes fell on Jiang Jinpeng's feet, his heart was only horrified-this person was not frightened by the legs, but the entire body had become a wood-like material. , Jiang Jinpeng's legs and feet collided with the agate ground and shattered into scattered wood chips.

The long and thin horse face twisted into a very twisted arc, obviously painful to the extreme, but unable to make any sound.

You Wuming didn't look at him, but said slowly to Sang Yuan: ”Little Sanguo, you said, how should I deal with you fugitive?”

Jiang Jinpeng can only move his eyes, and his white and black eyes are frantically turning around in his orbit. The forgiveness overflows from his eyes, and tears flow across his face, terrified and regretful.

Sang wanted to speak from afar, and suddenly it was a shocking cough.

”You deserve it!” You Wuming gritted her teeth, her eyes slightly red.

It started a little more sharply, and took Jiang Jinpeng into a half-pile of wood.

Jiang Jinpeng has just asked to die quickly.

You Wuming no longer moved him.

He turned his knife back to his back, and he didn't know what he encountered. He stunned and closed the knife at another angle.

He took a step and stood in front of her.

Two cold fingers pinched her chin and kissed hard.

In order to stay awake, she bit her tongue and still hurts at the moment.

You Wuming found her wound following the smell of blood. He carried a thick maliciousness, as if to go through this little wound and devour her flesh.

She just got rid of the crisis of life and death, and she only felt blank in her mind. She cooperated with him dumbly, her strength seemed to be evacuated, and she was almost unstable.

She suddenly found that his breath was more unstable than her.

Her intellect returned suddenly.

This kiss is clearly just a punishment, and his breath should not be so chaotic.

Soon she heard his heartbeat. Even in the overwhelming wave of underworld demons, he never made a half-hearted heartbeat, and at this moment he was able to beat one by one.

Coupled with the **** smell that drifts from time to time...

he is injured.

Sang opened his eyes far away and pushed away hard.

You Wuming is about to attack, but sees her eyes full of concern, is grabbing his arm, and looked up and down.

”Where did it hurt?”

He froze. For a while, he frowned uncomfortably: ”It's fine.”

Sang was far behind him.

I saw an iron arrow glowing red light nailed straight to his back, almost passing through.

She gasped: ”You...”

You Wuming was a little annoyed. She backhanded the knife and cut off the arrow outside her body. She said irritably: ”It's okay to say.”

She still stared at him in tears, turning around him, trembling her hands and trying to touch his wounds while checking for other injuries.

”Are you going to save me specially? Was you injured to save me? Arrow, you have to take it out quickly...”

Impatiently floated in his black eyes, grabbing her rudely: ”Don't turn!”

”Oh.” Sang stood in front of him far and honestly.

”Save you?” He smiled coolly. ”If there is no Jiang Jinpeng, then the person who is doing those things to you at this moment should be me.”

She blinked a pair of innocent eyes, and her eyes fell on his throat.

”But I have no interest at the moment.” He narrowed his eyes, turned back and grabbed Jiang Jinpeng's half body and the broken arrow on the ground, said lightly, ”You haven't seen me tonight.”

He stomped his feet, and the wood chips all scattered into dust that was invisible to the naked eye.

He flicked lightly to the entrance of the temple, opened the door, was about to step out, and suddenly stopped.

He didn't turn around, his voice floating low: ”...Okay.”

The voice did not fall, the black figure flashed, and escaped into the dark dense jungle.

Sang saw a very strange thing guiding him in the distance. He didn't see clearly in the darkness. He only vaguely saw a half-human silhouette, which made people feel eerie and strange.

The lifeless figure had just disappeared, and Sang Yuan heard a clear and broken sound beside his ear.

Just where the lifeless disappeared, the tower-like body of King Sangzhou rammed in.

Sang Shizi followed, both father and son's eyes were burning with raging flames.

”Girly girl!” ”Little girl!”

Several masters in the palace skimmed into the hall and scrutinized them.

Sang noticed from afar that one of them was carrying a reddish black bow on his back, and there were obviously fewer arrows in the quiver.

Soon, these high-level guards dug out a few evil rattles from the four corners of the palace. A black tunnel was also found in the southeast corner, I do not know where to go.

Sang's father and son embraced her from left to right.

”Jiang Jinpeng. He ran away when he heard the news.” Sang sued calmly, ”He said he was going to kill me and marry Jiang Jinzhen, because Jiang Jinzhen had killed many people here. Found.”

The bodyguard in the back bow frowned, ”The assassin I shot was superb, unlike Jiang's junior. Ordinary people, there is no possibility that I can still escape after a single arrow.”

Sang far sneered: ”Oh, I was almost killed. How could anyone admit that the murderer is wrong? Could it be that adults want to calm down? If so, let me just say that I should cooperate-the emperor's palace guarded by the adults is as solid as the golden soup. It happened, I have never seen anyone!”

As soon as she spoke, she couldn't help but stunned — since she was sensible, she had never spoken to people in such a harsh tone.

Is she trying to cover Youyou's life, or is this man hurting him?

The bodyguard of the back bow stunned and hurried to sue: ”I will wait for the protection, and I will ask the emperor for sin later.”

Sang's father and son stared at them coldly, and their faces were disgusted.

”Go, can't live in this ghost place!” A family of three strode out of the palace.

When the full moon was empty, an iron tower, with two thin skinny ones, stood on the spacious corridor blowing cold wind.

The father and son of Fang Cai heard the movement of chasing the assassin outside, and could not rest assured that Sang was far away, and went to her place to check, only to find that she had something wrong.

The emperor's close old servant quickly rushed over, and a series of indemnifications made the Sangzhou king a little embarrassed. Under the persuasion of Sang Yuan, the father and the son died, and as the old servant entered the inner court, he moved into a new one. Lao Dian.

This time, the father and son of Sangzhou said they would not leave Sang Yuan's side. She sat on the jade couch and practiced, and the father and son stared like lanterns, and the pestle stood beside her.

Sang Yuan is actually not determined.

You Wuming's appearance before leaving has been echoing in her mind, disturbing her mind.

The arrow on his back, and he said...

'……it is good. ’

What good? what's good?

Could it be...respond to the sentence he didn't respond to a few days ago?

That day, when the war was about to strike, she hid in the carriage, hanging her heart, crushing the jade jade, and said to him, wait for her to settle and leave, can he come to the door to raise relatives?

Is it this?

”Dad,” Sang Shizi squeaked in his voice, and said to the Sangzhou king sneakily, ”Isn't the little girl a genus of wood?

”His--” Sang Chengyin was immediately anxious. ”What should I do then?”

”I'll go back to Fengzhou and ask Feng Bailuan to ask for the Mu Ling Gu Yu Jing for the little girl.”

”Yes,” Sang Chengyin made a final decision. ”If he doesn't give it, if he snatches it, I'll hoard soldiers and horses to meet you.”

Sang opened his eyes quickly, unable to sigh: ”Dad, brother...”

She is, what robber's den?

...

In the middle of the night, the servant maid led the three of the Sang family to bathe three times, using a thick and luxurious fragrance, and then walked through the white jade bridges to the imperial palace.

At this time, there were still a few bright stars hanging on the horizon.

On the square, the instrument drum wrapped in red cloth was beaten by the gold-clad warrior, and on the sound of the drum, the Sang clan went to the hall.

The situation in Yunjing is somewhat similar to that of Zhou Tianzi's feudal princes. In the face of the emperors of the states holding the heavy soldiers, the emperor will not be suppressed by power. Both parties will do a good job in terms of emotional etiquette.

The waiter raised his neck, and Xuan Sangzhou Wang saw him.

Sang was far behind his father and brother, walking slowly up to the 50th grade jade, and stepping onto the wide terrace. I saw a gilt furnace standing on the left and right sides, and the smoke was curling in the furnace.

The atmosphere was solemn and solemn, and the red sun just happened to be the probe, and the first ray of light was sprayed to the earth.

Qingyan has a faint fuchsia, which is more sacred and solemn.

The main hall is magnificent and golden.

Standing on the left and right, the Bai officials stood, and the three of Sang's eyes did not squint.

After Wang Li was given, he slowly raised his head.

I saw the red gold shark gauze hanging down from the top of the temple. Through the mist of the yarn, the emperor's face could only be seen indistinctly. I saw her wearing a golden-red Chinese dress, holding a high bun on her head, wearing a red gold crown, and red lips like flames. .

”Sangzhou King worked hard.”

The voice of the emperor was almost as Sang had imagined. Solemn and steady, full of prestige, with a heavy tail.

Slightly familiar.

Sang was thinking for a long time, and he couldn't remember which seiyuu had been given such a textured sound.

The King of Sangzhou put away the rudeness, and after answering a few words with the Emperor Zhenger Bajing, he asked the waiter to present several documents.

In fact, what happened in the western border of Hanzhou, it is impossible to hide the emperor with his eyes and eyes. This time, this time, it is just to make a full face and set the final result.

No one mentioned the matter of last night. This kind of thing is usually not dealt with on the bright side, and Jiang Jinpeng has not been arrested, and the emperor is waiting for the news.

After meeting the emperor, a waiter stepped forward and led Sang far out of the main hall.

Women are not qualified to listen to political affairs.

Sang Yuanyuan was not interested in staying in the hall to listen to Sang Chengyin's awkwardly concave words. She followed behind the waiter and walked through the cloister east of the main hall, ready to wait in the side hall.

Suddenly, the instrument drum sounded behind him.

The long voice of the elder waiter spread across the front of the hall: ”Xuan-Hanzhou King Seeing -”

Sang stopped and looked back.

Has Han Shaolin arrived? ! It seems that Sang Chengming's case has already brought results.

Just when Sang looked back, Han Shaoling felt something and looked up to the side gallery.

Across the large terrace in front of the hall and half of the corridor, each other could not see each other's face.

If the line of sight seemed to meet each other, Han Shaoling suddenly shocked, leaving the waiter who was leading the way and striding toward the side corridor.

Sang Yuanyuan: ”...”

”Mother Sang?” The waiter called her softly.

Sang quickly turned around and said, ”Go to the side hall. I'm tired.”

As soon as the hall door was closed, he heard the sound of footsteps rushing by. A large hand was pressed against the carved wooden door, and the guard at the door of the hall hurriedly stopped.

”Korean King, get rude!”

Han Shaoling accused him in a good voice, and then screamed at the closed door of the temple, saying: ”I know it is you! Can you come out and meet me?”

This figure haunted his dreams every day, and he could recognize her just by seeing a silhouette. Such a flexible and straight spine, in addition to her, there can be no second person.

On the battlefield that day, he had thrown his skin and self-esteem at the feet of this woman and let her trample on. In the face of her, he could only break the jar.

Sang reluctantly replied: ”Korean King, you are too rude.”

When she met him on the battlefield, she used false sounds.

At this moment too.

It's just that I'm afraid I can't hide it today. When he asked the guards outside the door, he would know that the woman hiding in the temple who did not want to see him was the wife he was marrying.

Han Shaoling's voice was somewhat lowered: ”I thought I had no chance to meet again in this life. Today, it is indeed abrupt.”

Sang far sighed and discussed with him: ”Hanzhou King might as well deal with Heli first?”

Han Shaoling's figure was shocked. What is she suggesting? !

His tone was slightly brisk: ”I entered Beijing this time to deal with it.”

”Then go quickly.” Sang urged far away.

”Good!” Han Shaoling really turned around and went.

He ran over with a hot **** punch for a while, and it was known that something was wrong at the moment.

He thought that the person he was thinking about was actually concerned about his harmony, and he felt that the road under his feet seemed to float.

Even if he is blamed by the emperor, it is worth it.

He had never felt this way.

In the midst, it seems that there is some traction, getting closer and closer to him...

Sang awaited far away.

When the three poles hit the sun, the meeting between the emperor and the two kings was finally over.

The father and son of Sangzhou came down to the side hall under the guidance of the waiter, and their smiles were a bit unnatural. Obviously, what happened to Sang Chengming still hurt the father and son.

The rebellious Sang Chengming was desperate, but with all his heart, he jumped out of the abyss, and there was no proof of death. This incident became a headless case.

”Little girl, let's go.” Sang Shizi said, ”Then Han Shaoling is waiting for you in the apse, so he will break up with him-the little girl should have no heart, right? Don't be weak in front of him, his man , It's really not a good thing.”

Sangzhou Wang waved his hand: ”It's okay, no matter how good he is, Han Shaoling, it's only one. Then Dad gave you Zhang Luo's son-in-law and picked him ten or eight to win by quantity, ha ha ha ha...”

Sang Yuanyuan: ”...”

She sighed: ”How can I repent, only worrying about what moth came out of him...”

Speaking of this, Sang Shizi suddenly raised two beautiful eyebrows, and said: ”Sister, you are really too naive, do you think this Han Shaoling still has a lot of affection for you? No, he can't wait to leave you clear. It’s really shameful that the relationship between old people and dead people does not communicate with each other!”

”Let's go,” Sang sighed far away. ”On the way, I will elaborate with my brother again.”

The two brothers and sisters walked around the back porch under the guidance of the waiter and came to the apse where the emperor met the courtier and dealt with the complicated work.

Before stepping into the hall, he heard Han Shaoling's firm voice: ”The emperor does not have to persuade, this matter has no room to turn around. The Sang's maiden is safe and sound, then please the emperor to summon her to the front, and then drag, I It will not change your mind.”

Sang Shizi first stepped into the hall and walked through the ceremony. Then he sneered: ”The Hanzhou King said this as if my Sang would depend on you. Today, in front of the emperor, when I was not close, I put the words down. ——Who wants to repent, pigs and dogs are better!”

Sang Yuanyuan: ”...” Until today, she didn't know that her brother's name was Sangbujin.

The name level of the Sang family's two old couples can't be complimented.

Han Shaoling was irritated by him, and he laughed: ”Sang Shizi doesn't need to talk about animals. This is what you mean in Sangzhou. Whether you are trying to make ends meet or not, you can retreat to advance, in short, and leave. I have signed the book, there is no reason to regret it. Whether it is me or you.”

He chuckled lightly and continued eloquently, saying: ”Sang's maiden face is peerless, even if you are married, there must be a lot of Wang Sunguizi coming to the house to marry, no need to worry about nothing in the rest of his life.”

Speaking of this, it has automatically lowered Sang far to the next level. This is the wife of a monarch.

Sang Shizi narrowed his eyes slightly: ”That really doesn't need you to worry about it.”

Han Shaoling smiled: ”Why didn't Sang Wangnuo delay...”

His eyes flicked backwards, which happened to see the woman in white dressing up.

”Have seen the emperor.”

The female emperor sat behind the large black and gold desk, and the Jinhonghua costume spread to the left and right sides, with red phoenixes on her eyes, vermilion lips, and vivid colors.

The most beautiful and gorgeous, but without half a charm, I saw Zhuang Su.

The female emperor raised her lips slightly and said slowly, ”You are willing to be such a peerless beauty, Hanzhou King.”

Sang couldn't help but startled again.

She must have heard this voice somewhere.

Han Shaoling's eyes fell casually on Sang Yuan.

At that moment, Sang Yuan witnessed what Wulei was like.

I saw that the young king's cheeks were covered with chicken skin densely, the hair of the temples was upright, the eyes were stretched out, the corners of the mouth were shaking, and she was scanned up and down.

The figure of the soul is dreaming, and it gradually overlaps with the beauty in front of it.