Chapter 753

The palace lanterns hanging under the eaves swayed, and the night wind came slowly. The silk lamps painted with hundreds of flowers were flying and rotating obliquely in the wind. The face in early summer seemed to melt into the night, which was difficult to distinguish.

Su qianle was one arm away from her and clearly saw the light of fire reflected in her eyes. But the brilliance in her eyes was more and more shining because she was convinced that she had no doubt.

"You do it yourself." At the beginning of summer, looking at her decadent and gloomy look, she collected the only pity left in her heart, and finally turned and walked out of the hall, taking the step of saying goodbye to her from now on.

So good. Since LAN Yuying brought her to the western regions, there is no worry about her life. At the beginning of summer, Su Qianan promised to keep her alive and let her stay here for the rest of her life, which is not a loss of his trust.

"Do you think you can walk away?"

There was a mockery behind him, and the "Ho Ho" sound from Su qianle's throat showed an unspeakable frightening meaning in the middle of the night, which made the whole body inexplicably covered with hairy chestnuts in early summer.

She had ignored it and even quickened her pace, trying to put the voice behind her.

"At the beginning of summer, don't you still have a bet with the Regent?"

After that, Su qianle finally stopped at the beginning of summer. Although Su qianle's tone was light, it seemed as if a huge wave was rising in her heart.

Even Lanyu Ying doesn't know such a secret gambling appointment. Where can su qianle, a prisoner, know it.

Unless

She looked back at Su qianle and felt countless dangers surging around her.

Standing at the door of the house, Su qianle showed the posture of weak willow supporting the wind. After she restrained her just ferocious and terrible smile, her face was calm, but she showed her face that should have been like flowers and jade.

"You lost." Su qianle's eyes were cold and his voice was gentle.

Overnight, like two people.

Sure enough, when things in the world are lost, there are clear bones.

Su qianle lost his only wishful thinking, and the whole person's temperament has undergone earth shaking changes.

At the beginning of summer, with dim candles in the yard, check the left wrist that has just been tested. The red spots there will dissipate, only a little pink remains, and there is no other toxic discoloration around the skin.

She stretched out her right hand and caught her pulse. After a diagnosis, she was neither poisoned nor abnormal.

At the beginning of summer, her heart was relaxed, but her eyes were cold. She was about to ridicule her. She even made alarmist moves. Suddenly, Su qianle took out a dagger from nowhere.

"Why do you... Want to stab me?" At the beginning of summer, there was a trace of ridicule on her lips. No matter how poor her boxing and foot skills were, it was more than enough to deal with a su qianle.

Su qianle pulled out his knife, but pointed directly at his heart.

"Now you want to force me with death? I've given you a chance. If you insist on dying, I won't frown and blink. At most, I can help you tell Qian'an that you have become a piece of loess in the western regions." At the beginning of summer, my heart was dead and warm, and I would never have a trace of pity for her again.

Su qianle suddenly smiled. His smile was pure, but it raised an inexplicable palpitation in his heart at the beginning of summer.

That smile, as bright as summer flowers, is too bright, just like the instantaneous fireworks of life.

At the beginning of summer, I saw the dagger in Su qianle's hand held high and fell down with force.

She half narrowed her eyes and looked coldly at each other. She didn't intend to use lightness skills to come forward to rescue.

In this life, she is no longer a white lotus. She has done her utmost to Su qianle. Her words have come to this point. You can live or die as you like.

The tip of the dagger went straight into Su qianle's heart. While the blood was wanton, a stone hit her wrist, so the dagger in her hand fell to the ground.

Between the lightning and flint, a man fell in the dark on the beam. At the beginning of summer, he saw his appearance through the faint light of the silk lamp.

She knows this face!

On the last night of leaving the king's palace of Daliang, when she was talking with Yuefeng in luanqing pool, Hu Zhijing suddenly jumped out of the grass and yelled. At that time, a man jumped down from the tree and pointed the horizontal knife at Hu Zhijing's throat.

She especially remembered that he was dark Wei. Yuefeng Wan once called him: "ghost needle."

The ghost needle should be the close fitting dark guard pulled by the moon wind. How can it appear here to protect Su qianle?

The colorful thoughts in her mind had not been clarified, but there was a burst of tearing pain in her left chest. She looked down and saw that the red clothes could not distinguish the color of blood, but she could still see that the brocade on her chest was wet.

"The Lord didn't allow you to die now." The ghost needle snapped at Su qianle, turned its head and shouted to the empty courtyard: "come here."

In a moment, a line of bodyguards poured in. At the beginning of summer, she endured the pain of her left chest and wanted to fly away. Just a little, there was a pull pain in her ankle, which made her body stun.

With this meal, the ghost needle had been swept over. She only felt that someone had slapped her at the back of her neck. The scene in front of her gradually became trance, and Xumi lost his mind and fainted.

The stars were dim, and a faint dark blue appeared on the horizon, which was a sign of dawn.

The moon wind in the Mingyue Palace's bedroom listened to Feilian's report and murmured out of the window, "after all, I've run away."

Feilian lowered his eyebrows and asked for instructions carefully: "Lord, what should I do?"

"Is it badly hurt?"

Feilian was slightly stunned for a while before he reacted: "the injury is not serious. The dagger only stabbed into the tip of the knife. The ghost needle fell in time. The female doctor has also seen it. It's all right."

The moon wind pulled down his eyes, and the fine, thick and long eyelashes covered the worry in his eyes and covered his face with a thin shadow.

The night outside the window was thick, and Feilian couldn't tell what kind of plan he was hiding in the dark, so he had to maintain his salute posture and wait for him silently.

I don't know how long it took. Feilian wanted to ask again, and suddenly heard his orders.

"Send her back to the originally arranged room and let her have a good last sleep."

"Yes." Feilian respectfully replied, but did not retreat.

The moon wind turned his head and looked at him. There was an impatient color in the slender peach blossom blue pupils: "what else?"

Feilian pursed her lips, bit her teeth and hesitated to ask at the risk of being punished: "ziluo has knelt outside the hall for many hours. She... Wears thin clothes and thick spring dew, and her subordinates are afraid..."

The moon wind hissed: "thin?"

The expression on that face took a trace of ridicule, which made Feilian feel sluggish in his chest. There was an invisible pressure that made his breathing difficult.

Yuefeng turns her eyes out of the window again: "just, I don't want to see her again in the future."

Fei Lian was relieved and hurriedly replied, "yes, my subordinates must tell her to take good care of the Blue Princess and never let her step into the Moon Palace again."