Chapter 2： Beauty World Warriors

it is good?

You Yingyue felt that she was not good at all.

She stared at Mulberry far away, and the big beads of sweat oozed out from the hairline, and ran down the neck with a powdery, greasy face.

"Wood poison antidote." Sang said with a long voice.

She knew she hadn't escaped danger, because Youyingyue could turn her face at any time-after all, she and the king of Youzhou had the same blood on her body. Since her brother is a lunatic and a lunatic, her sister is not much better. go with.

The use of Youzhou King to deter Youyingyue is entirely based on poison.

You Yingyue froze for a long while, and leaned her head to signal the old woman to take medicine.

She said: "If you dare to complain to Han Lang, you will die worse than anyone else, understand? That sentence is what you said, you can't rely on me!"

"I know," Sang Yuan continued to stimulate her, and said, "I still want to be your wife."

You Yingyue suffocated again. She felt that her brain was also poisoned by wood poison. After covering her forehead and stepping back a few steps, she instructed the old lady to give Sang Yuan the antidote to drink.

Taking the antidote, Sang found that he soon came back alive.

The smell of being trapped in an unconscious body is like an endless nightmare, dark, cold and desperate.

At this moment wood poison, she finally really feel that all this is neither a dream nor an illusion, she really came alive.

"You don't want to play any tricks!" You Yingyue warned inwardly, "You Sangzhou, Brother Wang want to destroy, they can be destroyed at any time!"

Sang glanced at her from afar, and found that her hair looks like a big orange cat.

It seemed as if she really dared to let the King of Youzhou wipe out.

Sang responded from afar, and slowly sat up.

You Yingyue stared at her cautiously.

The futon-like bedding slipped and the woman's figure was slightly thinner under the tulle under the tulle. Ufa loosely covers the back of the head, making the neck more white and slender, elegant and fragile, and can easily arouse the protection and possessiveness of the man's heart.

Her looks are ethereal and elegant, and her facial features seem to cover the gauze mist. They are clearly seen at a close distance, but not very clear-it seems that the beauty between each eye is changing and unpredictable.

And she herself is completely ignorant of this beauty.

You Yingyue's eyes widened, and jealousy rushed to her head.

It was about to happen, but saw Sang frowning far away, and began to roll up his sleeves and scratch his arms. His movements were a bit rude.

A bag was stung there and it tickled her all day. The vegetatives were bitten by mosquitoes, really a human tragedy.

After scratching her arm, she stretched her neck to reach her ankle, but she was so weak that she planted her head under the cloud bed.

You Yingyue didn't care so much to help, she flashed aside, happily waiting to see Sang wrestling far away.

Sang caught the gauze tent from afar, and did not fall off the bed. Jingding Yuling jingled, and one of them was torn to the ground and fell into two halves, emitting a gleam of cyan light.

"You, when have you seen... Brother Wang?" the big orange cat asked curiously and curiously.

Sang never looked up: "I haven't seen it."

Big orange cat burst into hair immediately: "Have you ever seen it? Do you dare to lie to me?!"

Sang glanced at her from afar, and was very calm: "Godly."

Youyingyue: "..."

She once again felt that the air in the Lao Temple was not enough.

After calming down his mind, You Yingyue said: "Anyway, Brother Wang already knows. You are not allowed to mention me in front of Han Lang. It has nothing to do with me. I heard you! See Han Lang, you You must tell him immediately that you like Brother Wang, and there is no delay!"

Sang smiled meaningfully from afar.

"Speak, have you heard it!" You Yingyue pushed Sang far away.

Although Mudu had been resolved, Sang Yuan's body was very weak, and when she was pushed by her, she fell back on the cloud pillow softly.

"Well, I heard." Very submissive tone.

You Yingyue stared at Sang Yuan, her eyes gradually changed.

The woman in front of him... that gesture, that look, was so delicate, so beautiful. Such a woman will be forgiven by a man no matter what he does? !

What if she likes others? Who knows whether Han Lang will be better to her, trying to save her heart?

She likes that person, so what's the matter, that person has nothing to do with her at all!

You Yingyue suddenly felt like she had done something stupid. Sang Yuan should be killed, or...

A vicious light slowly rose in his eyes.

"Gray coat," You Yingyue said cruelly, "destroyed her face and dig out one eye."

Sang far couldn't help but sigh that he was really prescient. Both of Youyou's siblings were sick, and they were very sick.

This idea comes out one by one!

"You are right." You Yingyue's mouth twitched gently, laughing, "You are dead, Han Lang will remember for a lifetime. But if I ruin your face, when I remember you in the future, forever He will only remember an ugly look, and he will forget to be clean in a few years!"

She slowly lifted her **** and replied to her arrogant and domineering appearance, leisurely saying: "Han Lang was afraid of Brother Wang, he wouldn't treat me like that. After a while, when he died down, as long as I dressed up beautifully Appeared in front of him, he would think of mine well."

"Even if I'm sorry for being with me, what's the matter, only beautiful women's tears are valuable. And you, Sangzhou, ah, everyone knows what will happen when you fight against Youzhou! If Sangzhou King and Sang Shizi are smart, I will never try to avenge you."

You Yingyue leaned her head and motioned for the old lady to start.

The old lady opened her mouth and tried to persuade him, and when she touched You Yingyue's cold eyes, she knew there was no room for discussion.

Sang hurriedly supported his body with his elbows and crawled to the inside of the cloud bed.

Now that we can do everything, we can only try our best to delay the time and wait for someone to save.

The jade bells on the shark's tent are actually jade slips.

Han Shaolin personally arranged it. Years later, the hostess who inherited Sang Yuan’s beds, clothes and men’s dreams was worry-free and saved her life.

Just before pretending to fall off the cloud bed, Sang had successfully pulled a jade bell far away and watched it fall in half, emitting blue light.

I only hope... Han Shaoling will not throw the jade belt too far tonight...

If you start throwing clothes from the temple door and throwing them all the way to the bed... that would be too bad.

Sang far away from the old woman's flaming nails while thinking wildly.

She was quickly forced to a desperate situation.

The light flicked across her cheeks, causing tingling.

At the critical juncture, only a loud, earth-shattering noise was heard, and the thick carved bronze temple door was kicked away from the outside.

A man in black clothes appeared at the gate of the hall, and a long shadow extended into the hall, and the invisible pressure spread out, making the hands and feet soft and breathless.

He stood upright, his black hair draped behind him, and casually squinted at the fallen maid, his attitude was colder by three points.

You Yingyue breathed a sigh of relief: "Han, Han Lang..."

Isn't he spoiling that dream?

The old woman crawled to the ground with a roll and touched the ground with her forehead, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

Sang watched the male host walk towards himself in a very calm manner.

When passing by Youying Yue, Han Shaoling's footsteps paused, his eyebrows drooping slightly, and said, "The following offenders shall be punished."

Han Shaoling's voice is very low, very magnetic, it is a standard male lead when he hears it. And his appearance is indeed like a sculpture, with sharp edges, thick eyebrows, big eyes, high nose and thin lips, and all are not exquisite.

Self-esteem needless to say. A man who has been in a high position for a long time, in his early thirties, is the best time. His face is young, but his temperament is mature and calm, and it is simply charming.

Such a man can naturally attract a young girl moth to a fire without effort.

"Han Lang!" You Yingyue shouted, "You listen to me explain!"

Sang looked at them with great interest.

The crisis of life and death has been lifted, and the unreality in my heart has swept up again. She feels more like a watcher.

Will Han Shaolin listen to You Yingyue's explanation? meeting.

He must give each other a step. The eighteen states in Yunjing are actually eighteen princely states. The relationship is very complicated.

Han Shaoling will never release any signal of evil against Youzhou at this time.

You Yingyue naturally knows the truth. She was afraid that the death of Youzhou King was one thing, but she also knew that she was the face of Youzhou outside, and no one dared to tear her face openly with Youzhou, including the emperor of Heaven.

You Yingyue calmed her emotions, Yingying bowed and said, "The concubine has been searching for several days and found the wood poison. He rushed back to Yunyun Temple as soon as possible to treat Sister Sang for the disease, and did not even have time to notify Han Lang."

She is much older than Sang, but because Sang is far from Mrs. Zheng, she can only claim to be her sister.

Han Shaoling encouraged to nod his head and said in a low voice: "Well."

You Yingyue wiped her eyes: "But who knows, when her sister wakes up, she whispers, saying that she doesn't have a slight affection for Han Lang at all, she, she actually has a private relationship with my prince, male and female! Concubine, The concubine was also panicked, and angry that she was unfaithful to Han Lang, so she planned to teach her!"

She hurried forward, holding Han Shaoling's hand down on her side, and wailed: "Concubine, not a black-hearted person, just wanted to scare her, so she would not dare to talk like this! Concubine's words, Sentences are true, gray clothes can testify!"

Han Shaoling patted her esteemed hand and moved it away from him quietly.

He took two big steps, sat on the edge of the cloud bed, and stretched out his hand towards Sang.

He looked at her, his eyes burning: "Come."

"Han Lang!" You Yingyue shouted with guilty conscience, "She betrayed you! You can swallow this tone, I can't swallow it!"

"Enough is enough," Han Shaoling's tone was a little colder. "I went back to the hall and thought about it behind closed doors, but I couldn't get it out. I will handle this matter alone."

It is said to be alone, You Yingyue naturally dared not violate the order, and immediately retreated with the old woman.

In Huiyun Temple, only Han Shaoling and Sang Yuan were left, and the maid who had fainted.

Han Shaoling looked at Sang Yuan, his lips curled up, revealing the only smile after entering the hall.

Sang looked at this smiling face from afar, and thought in his mind that if his mind was a little awake, he might have to make up for him unique to himself.

"Is that what she said?" Han Shaoling asked.

Even with a smile, the young king's momentum is still deep.

Sang lowered his eyes far away and said, "I don't know. I was very confused when I woke up. What did she say to me, what did I return to her, I don't remember at all at the moment."

She paid attention to it, and after breaking Yuling, she did not admit that she liked Youzhou King once.

The rest, let Han Shaoling make up his own brain.

Anyway, she didn't admit it, nor did she deny that, even if she gave out any evidence in the future, she wouldn't be guilty!

No one dares to mess with Youzhou, but this body's maiden, Sangzhou, is not vegetarian.

Han Shaoling wants to join forces, Youzhou and Sangzhou, he dare not throw either.

"It's all right, it's just a misunderstanding. I will definitely doubt your heart." He stared at her with tenderness in his eyes, "Don't be afraid, come here."

"Sang'er, you finally came back with my heart."

The voice is dull, full of charm that is unique to men.

The unparalleled young heroes are gentle, which makes one cannot help moving...

Sang is far from believing his evil!

She will not forget that on his bed, there is a woman who has been spoiled by half!

He came in a hurry, there was no time to clean up. Under the scent of aroma, if there is nothing, there is a fragrance unique to women.

Seeing that Sang was far from moving, he smiled indulgently, and climbed onto the cloud bed himself, and stretched out his long arm to grab her.

His approach made her uncomfortable.

The male master of the ancient early masochistic essay is really a dog!