Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

Although in this happy hall, it is already artificial and me to be a fish, he will do nothing to surprise me, but this incident is completely beyond my tolerance. I can hardly believe myself, nor I can't believe the facts in front of me. I forgot to yell at him, but when he reached out, he suddenly wanted to raise his arm and beat it hard.

But I forgot to take the medicine myself.

When I was struggling to raise my arm, I just felt weak for a while, and my hand just dropped a little and then fell down suddenly.

I stared at him with wide eyes.

And at this moment, two roars came from behind me—

"Yan Qinghan!"

"stop!"

Yan Qinghan's hand just reached into the gap of my placket, looked up behind me and looked at me, this look quite meaningful, but did not stop him, he just sneered slightly, and then the slender With almost no temperature, his hand continued to stretch out.

At this moment, I finally found my voice, but when I spoke, my tone was calmer than the others: "Yan Qinghan, you have to--"

However, before I finished talking, his hand was retracted.

In his hand, he holds a piece of soft translucent.

There was a stun in my heart, and I looked up at him, and finally, besides sneer and indifference, he had another look in his eyes, but I have never seen it, as hot as fire, as if under At that moment his eyes would light the handkerchief and burn it.

When I looked closely, my eyes became hot.

That's-I took it out of the iron box of the Tiejia Qianzhuang, and wrapped the piece of parchment with the death-free jade!

I suddenly suffocated my breath, and looked at him for a long while, looking at him inconceivably: "You--"

He laughed: "What do you think I want?"

"..."

"Cousin, why have you forgotten again, I have been disciplined."

"..."

"Also, even if you have not been disciplined, you are my cousin."

"..."

My throat was stubborn and speechless.

Actually, I really didn't worry about what he would do to me. After all, he was hated by the Yan family, and then he was heartbroken. After all, being a student of Fu Bashang for so many years, it is impossible to get to that kind of animal. Moreover, I confess that I do not have the beauty and charm that can make people forget the ethical framework and disregard bloodliness. However, because of the woman's self-esteem and shame, it really made me uncomfortable just now.

At this moment, my heartbeat hadn't recovered from that kind of fright, only looking at the soft parcel in his hand, he also looked down, and when the ecstasy that couldn't be masked made him speak again, his voice was all With a trace of trembling: "Finally, finally found!"

I swallowed my mouth and said a little bit, "You, for this?"

"..."

"From beginning to end, is it for this?"

"Otherwise? What do you think I do?"

"..."

I glanced at him with a complex look, and I could hardly believe it.

This soft parcel was obtained when I went to the Tiejia Qianzhuang to open the iron box left by my mother. After getting the death-free jade card, it was just a piece of parcel wrapped with the death-free jade card. I didn't even notice I just picked it up before I left, plus so many things happened these days, and my focus was completely on the relationship between the death-free jade card and my mother and the royal family, and I did n’t even consider this piece of papa In one thing, I did not take the time to take a good look at it, nor did I take it out for use.

And I never thought that Yan Qinghan had done so many things in order to find this insignificant soft parcel!

What is there on this soft parch that is worth his effort?

With confusion, I looked up to him again, and he finally seemed to be relaxed with a "wishful wish," and he was less vigilant when he spoke, rejoicing, "I spend my way With such great effort, I finally found it! "

All the way? It took so much effort?

This sentence made my heart beat suddenly, and then I thought about it, and suddenly a flash of light flashed through my mind: "That night, in the inn-is it yours ?!"

This sentence wasn't endless, but as soon as my words came out, I heard Pei Yuanxiu and Liu Qinghan took a breath of air.

"It's him?"

"The inn that night ?!"

Yan Qinghan looked up at them with a bit of scorn, and looked at me again, and finally laughed out: "Why, do you finally remember it?"

"..."

"I thought you would never remember it."

"..."

Yes, now I finally remember it.

That was when I went to Sanjiangkou to pick up Lier, and they went back to Chengdu with Liu Qinghan. That night, we stayed overnight at an inn outside the city, but was suddenly rushed into the inn at night in the middle of the night. We were all taken aback, especially Lier was not by my side, and it made my mother-in-law's heart mention the throat.

However, the situation that night was really weird.

Those people sneaked into the inn and were met by the men under Wen Fengxi's hands. The tables and chairs on the first floor were beaten up. It hurts not to be a murderer, and even after we all got up, we fled immediately.

Later, I found out that the room where I was sleeping with before I left was turned into a mess.

At that time, I suspected that after we entered Sichuan, there was a fourth passer-by watching us secretly, but at that time, we all fell into the psychological trap set by him, wishful thinking that the "Xichuan Yanzi" in the carriage was Yan Qingchen did not consider these two things together.

Now I know that the fourth passerby is him.

He, as the "Grandfather of Nishikawa", wanted to trick me into his carriage, but he couldn't do anything, and sent someone to sneak into our inn during the night, in order to find something!

To be exact, it was to find this soft parchment.

But—I suddenly remembered something, and frowned again.

At that time, even I didn't know the existence of this soft parchment, how did Yan Qinghan know? Since when did he know the existence of this piece of papa, he has been deliberately looking for it?

Seeming to see through the doubts in my eyes, Yan Qinghan said with a smile: "In fact, I didn't know this thing before this moment."

"then you--"

"I should thank my good dad."

"..." My face changed suddenly.

Uncle Yan Yizhi?

This thing was left by his mother. Did he know what the mother's secret was and then told Yan Qinghan?

Confronting my almost frightened eyes, he smiled again: "But don't get me wrong, my good father, his mouth is really strict. Although he said these things by accident, when I asked again When he was there, he was on the alert again, not even saying a word. "

"..."

"Fortunately, there is more than one insider in this family."

With that said, the corner of his eyes looked faintly at Li Guo, who had been standing in the center of Xitang, his face was pale and silent, and I immediately understood.

Li Guo is older than us. At that time, few people in the family really cared about him, and even deliberately guarded against him. Perhaps because of this, he had a chance instead and discovered more inside information than others. And hidden.

So too, he became Yan Qinghan's most inseparable complicity.

Looking back now, Yan Qinghan returned to the Yan family with a positive ashes and spirit position. Because he could not enter the inner house, he worshipped at the hall every night, and during that time, as the chief of the Yan family, he worshiped the Yan family. The second master's spiritual position is incumbent on him, and he has to deal with all kinds of welcomes, as well as the Yan family's many things, who stay at the Lingtang every night. It is Li Guo.

Even on the last night of Shouling, when I came to Yan Qinghan, I saw Wei Zhengbang and he left Lingtang and walked out.

Perhaps at that time, the plan had already begun.

Thinking of this, I could not help feeling a chill in my heart.

At this moment, Yan Qinghan's eyes showed a cold light again, coldly: "And my good father, he not only refused to tell me, even if someone else inadvertently mentioned it, he would interrupt, for fear I detect every cent. "

interrupt?

I suddenly remembered: "That night--"

He sneered and looked at me: "Yes, that night."

"..."

I do n’t know if it ’s because of the helplessness in my heart or the medicine is too deep. At this moment, I feel more weak in my body, almost having difficulty breathing, and I wheeze several times before I can barely slow it down, but the breath has become more and more intense. Difficult.

That night, after I arrived at Tianmu Temple, I went to meet Zhengjue that night.

I finally wanted to ask him about the Folang machine gun, but before it was exported, he was severely interrupted by the abnormality of mindfulness. His words even carried a bit of ruthlessness, and I was not allowed to say anything Go on.

And in the end, he told me--

The purpose of Confucius' deletion of the Six Classics is to make people want ...

There are too many things in the world that violate the conscience of the heavens, and Confucius omitted them for unknown reasons.

The personnel is so ...

Utensils, too!

He didn't allow me to ask the matter out, just because he was afraid of causing some people to be coveted. Although he didn't tell me, but now I understand that Yan Qinghan must be near his Zen courtyard or send someone to stare.

At this moment, I was suddenly suffocated.

A thunder flashed through my mind, and all my thoughts were shattered suddenly.

After recombining these shattered thoughts, I just feel that the blood in the whole body will be coagulated. I slowly raised my head to look at Yan Qinghan: "This thing is--"

"You finally understand."

He looked at me with a smile: "This is your mother, my sister-in-law, the good thing left."

"..."

"Flanger artillery!"