Chapter 3

The snow outside the window fell quietly. He clenched his thin quilt and looked at the man with the medicine in front of him. Suddenly, a sharp light flashed in his dark eyes. After two dry coughs, he lifted his hand and knocked over the scalding medicine juice. The maid in front of him screamed.

"Ah! It's hot The maid shook her dress and looked at the wet brown. She even changed her voice, "what are you doing, dead Gemini?"

"You think I don't know You... " Jiang Luoyu coughed intermittently as she spoke. Her skinny face was facing the candlelight. After she entered the cold palace, she had been monitoring his maidservant by his side. The candle light seemed to illuminate the ghosts climbing out of hell Want me to die? "

His skirt was dyed like this, which was obviously impossible to wear. The maidservant's look was even more disdainful. He did not care about the people who looked up and fell on the bed. He just shook her skirt and said in a sharp tone: "princess, what you said is wrong. Where I want you to die, but you want to die. "

Jiang Luoyu bowed her head and coughed heavily for a while. Her pale face was filled with morbid blush, and her cracked lip was slightly pursed. Under the light, she looked even more terrifying: "lady Is it Jiang Hui? "

"Princess, how can you call your lady by her name?" The maid turned her body angrily, and her disdainful eyes finally ceased to cover up. Facing Jiang luoyusen's cold and murderous eyes, she did not hide her frown and snorted to the people who were coughing on the bed,

"disrespectful, you will be killed!"

Jiang Luoyu coughed low and could hardly hear the next sentence of the maid. However, her face became more and more pale as if she were a ghost Ha ha Cough... "

Before his cough stopped, there was a rustle of snow outside the door, followed by a woman's voice which was delicate and provocative, with a strong irony in her voice: "it seems that my cousin is not afraid of being killed."

Hearing this sound, Jiang Luoyu trembled all over her body. She suddenly lowered her head and spewed out a mouthful of blood. She murmured and coughed Jiang Hui

the door of the dilapidated cottage of Lenggong was opened, and the cold wind and snowflakes floated in. The maid turned around with her back to the gate, knelt down to the red figure coming in with a flattering smile, and exclaimed, "maid, please meet your lady, my mother is a thousand years old!"

The man who entered the door breathed out a breath of heat, tightened the hot stove in his hands, frowned and looked around, and then he could not bear to wave his hands. He let the two palace maids behind him move their chairs and put them on the back cushions. They closed the constantly leaking door behind them. They were waiting in a hurry. They were beautiful and noble. They were dressed in colorful Luan Feng robes and wore glass and white jade on their waists After sitting in the room, the woman with the eight treasures and the Golden Phoenix hairpin stood quietly behind her and pulled up the maid who was kneeling on the ground.

"Go down and talk to the princess."

Jiang Luoyu clung to his worn-out and blood stained bedclothes. In her dark eyes, she was filled with endless hatred and killing intention. Her thin chest heaved violently. Her lips were stained with blood and said, "you..."

"You don't have to look at me like that. You're nothing in your Majesty's eyes." As she spoke, Jiang Hui bent down slightly. The heat from her red lips pours on her pale cheek. She smiles and sneers, "it's better to die in such a dignified way than to be given death by your majesty one day. What about your cousin?"

Before her voice dropped, the person who had been lying on the bed suddenly lowered her head and coughed more violently. Her pale and thin fingers

trembled and lifted up. Before the woman in front of her had reacted, she grabbed her face, and there were several red and gorgeous scratches on her pretty face, and the painful people screamed in surprise.

"Ah! You! You madman