Husband, Don't Be Panic

Chapter 207

Funeral palace.

Even in the daytime, the huge and gorgeous palace is still immersed in the dim light color, all around is a dead silence, Yan Yi walking in the corridor, can hear his own footsteps.

PATA, PATA, PATA...

the people on the main seat were wearing blue peacock blue clothes with blue clouds and pearls, sky blue Luan with silk shoes, and white bone jade folding fan in hand. A black purple Python was lying between the man's arms, but he didn't disobey. His face was hidden under a ferocious mask and could not see clearly.

He lifted his robe and knelt. "I've seen the high priest."

The man on the throne looked down on him, as if he intended to maintain the unbearable silence. After a long time, he raised his eyes slightly and said, "I thought you died in the Regent's house."

"Retort, the high priest did not take a deep breath It was the man's sneer.

Over the years, no one has ever seen the original appearance of the high priest as handsome or ugly, even whether he is a man or a woman. The only thing he knows is that he is a high-ranking man and his ruthless heart.

"I'm not trying to save you. I'm just thinking about the way to the funeral palace." "You know, I have supported you all the way to the present, not only because you are from the Xiao family, but also because you are the blood of their royal family."

Yan Yi's face changed slightly. The four words of royal blood for him did not mean glory and stability. All his memories were fighting and fleeing in the blood. The intrigues of those people were treacherous. If he could choose, he was not willing to admit that his blood was flowing from the Xiao family.

"What's the difference between yes and no?" Yan Yi turned his head to one side. "I've never been admitted by anyone, have I?"

"Stupid!"

The high priest suddenly turned around, and Rao was wearing a mask. His eyes were shining under the mask. "I want you to remember your identity. I want you to remember your hatred! You are a member of the Xiao family, but your mother was killed by Xiao Yunjing outside the gate of the katydids! Your sister is still in the enemy's hands, and proud! How much progress do you think you've made over the years? In the end, I'm going to clean up the mess for you

The words, like sharp ice, deeply pierced the man's frozen heart again. His fingers trembled and pinched into his palms.

"The Xiao family has occupied the throne of the royal family for too many years. I'm tired of it. You should be very clear in your mind that we, the descendants of the Jin Dynasty, let you survive, and you should also know what to do next."

the voice of the high priest was all cold, "in addition, I have to remind you that you should not think that Luo's death is a logical inheritance People who are in the position of palace master. "

The man's face changed slightly.

"Our company has never done anything stupid and desperate. Today, I might as well tell you that you still have a candidate for the young master. If you are still mediocre and do nothing, no wonder other people take advantage of the situation to take their place. How can I support you to come up and how can I make you fall down?"

With this sentence, the high priest got up from high position, helped Chu Danfeng's hand, and walked slowly into the darkness.

Stop the cloud and go back to the building.

"What are you talking about?" Li Chi exclaimed, "in addition to you, the high priest has also set up other young masters? Is it not a joke? "

Yan Yi said, "and she said, it's the people around me."

From the red look for a time more panic, consider for a long time, just came up with a name, "my God, should not be Lu Yunjian that boy?"

Yan Yi: "he can't even beat Chu Danfeng."

"What if it's a fake?" Li Chi broke his fist and said, "it's hard to say. If you think about the old boy's resourceful appearance, you can't say that he is a hidden internal skill master. Ouch, it's not good!"

"What's the matter?"

"Last time, I called him a respectable old immortal..."

Yan Yiheng glanced at him and said, "be careful in the future. If you are plotted by him, I will not be responsible for collecting the corpse." He suddenly got up, left the red quickly asked, "where are you going?"

"Hasn't she woken up yet?"

After leaving Chidun, Meng forgetchuan only said that Jiang chenbi was injured, but did not tell Yan Yi that her face was also scarred. For a moment, she did not know how to reply. Finally, she could only say, "you... Ah, you can go and have a look. She's hurt badly. I'm afraid she's got a bad temper. Anyway, she's very considerate. "

If he understood what he said, it's good that he hesitated so much, which made Yan Yi even more suspicious. He thought that with Jiang chenbi's temperament, he would not be quick at the moment. He had planned to break all the antique porcelain in the house. However, the room was quiet, with only one candle light on, and there was a pot of wine on the table, and the room was full of fresh wine.

He sniffed it gently and said in a slow voice, "drunk and dreaming..." It's a kind of wine brought back from the western regions. It's sweet at first sight, but it's hot after taste. It's like a knife in the throat. It's very strong.Slightly frowning, two steps forward, one opened the dark red embroidered curtain. The girl closed her eyes and fell asleep. She was covered with a layer of tulle. She did not know whether she was sleeping. He said helplessly, "how can I drink before I get hurt? But be careful to hurt your body. "

His hand will touch the girl's shoulder, then see her a turn to twist the past, the voice stuffy ground, "don't look at me."

"What's the matter?" Yan Yi patiently moved over a small stool and sat down in front of the bed. He said in a warm voice, "I thought you were just breathing with me, and I'm not unfamiliar. At this point, I just care about you."

"It's ugly." The answer to him was three words. Yan Yi couldn't help crying and laughing, "have you played dumb riddles with me? What's ugly? "

"You go At last, Yan Yi faintly realized that he was wrong. The girl's voice seemed to be deliberately lowered, even with a trace of trembling and crying. He went up to see, "what's going on? You -- "

the hands stopped in the air at a loss and were quickly pushed away by the girl. Her voice was raised three times, like a little angry Beast," I don't want to see you! Don't want you to see me! Do you understand? Do you hear me? Are you ready to go? "

All of a sudden, there was no sound in the room. For a long time, the man drooped his eyes and laughed, as if he were a little bitter and astringent, "OK, don't be angry, I will go."

As he left, Jiang heard more and more distant footsteps, until the glottis were closed. Finally, hot liquid slowly overflowed from his eyes and flowed into the brocade quilt along his chin. At last it seemed to have no scruples, and the cry came from under the gauze.

Suddenly, a warm palm stretched out to her, slowly holding her hand, she suddenly straightened up, the man did not know when quietly stood in front of her bed, he whispered, "Shen Bi, I'm here, don't be afraid."

This sentence did not know how to poke in her heart the most vulnerable defense line, she suddenly frantically and disorderly thumped the man's shoulder, "asshole... Asshole!"

"I'm sorry." He stretched out his arms and took Jiang chenbi into his arms. Only then did he realize that she had lost so much weight over the past few days, and even could easily touch the protruding butterfly bone behind her. Her small body was constantly shaking in his arms. "It must be very hard to bear it for so long... I'm sorry."

Jiang chenbi suddenly stepped back a little, left the man's arms, and pulled off the veil. "Mr. Yan, please see clearly that this is not a picturesque face, but a yecha face!"

Yan Yi stretched out his hand and stroked the girl's cheek with his slender fingertips. The half of her face was still like congealed jade, but the other half was occupied by dark blood, just like a layer of dense cobweb. The girl's eyes were shining like stars in the light of tears.

He wants to say too much. He wanted to say that he had been totally different from life and death. He wanted to say that he didn't care how beautiful the face was, and how poor he could be. Those words lingered around his mouth for a long time, and his hand took back, without saying a word.

Jiang chenbi looked at him straight and straight. The big tear was still in his eyes. The man's long and smooth hands slowly untied his coat, followed by the middle coat. His jade like face was calm, and there was almost no waves until his coat was completely removed. He used to have a smooth collar bone, a strong chest and a tight and smooth waist It's not taboo to show it.

Under the moonlight, it was supposed to be a slender and beautiful body, but -

from the clavicle, to the chest, to the abdomen, as Meng had said before, it was nailed with dark cross nails, and there was a large cross scar on the back, just like the claws and teeth of a green faced evil beast.

Now, it's Jiang chenbi's turn to be shocked. Although Meng has already been reminded by Meng, she can't help but take a cold breath when she really sees all this.

"Why don't you... Tell me? Where do the scars... And these... Come from? "