How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight Chapter 139

   Chapter 139 A lonely grave in a thousand miles, nowhere to say desolate (61)

  Rong Yan still had the unruly look he had just now, he frowned irritably, muttered to himself in a low voice, and the concubines kneeling on the ground couldn't hear a word at all.

   I saw that the young emperor did not know what to think, as if he had changed his appearance.

   He softly asked a concubine who was leaning closer, "Is the fourth brother gone?"

   The concubine who was kneeling on the ground was flattered and said, "Your Majesty, the Fourth Prince has left."

   This is the first time she has seen the young emperor since she entered the palace... It's normal, she looked at the emperor's handsome face, her face turned red all of a sudden, she looked at the emperor shyly, a faint blush appeared on her beautiful face.

   Rong Yan didn't care about the woman in front of him at all. After knowing that Wen Xien was gone, he lowered his head lowly, feeling inexplicably like an abandoned dog.

   Such an emperor looked less terrifying and irritable than before. The woman had a bold idea, and her weak and boneless hand slowly touched the young emperor's leg.

   Rong Yan frowned more and more tightly as soon as the woman raised his eyebrows.

   The woman saw the young emperor frowning and kneeling on the hard white marble brick, her knees hurt.

   He secretly raised his head and saw Rong Yan pursed his lips and said nothing. The back of his tightly clenched hand burst out with blue veins, and his whole body was covered with a cold air.

The woman felt withdrawn in her heart, but it was really hard to let go of such a good opportunity. The emperor would never stay in their palace for half a minute. It was difficult to call them out today. If she was favored by the emperor, three thousand pets would be gathered together. By the time……

  Thinking of the good days in the future, the woman's smile became even sweeter. She bit her lip, raised her hand and slowly took off a layer of clothes, revealing her thick collarbone and two lotus root-like arms. Stand up with your chest out and twisted.

  There is no order from the emperor, and no one dares to come here. It is precisely because of this that women are so bold.

   "Your Majesty, it's getting late, let your concubine come to serve you." The woman stepped forward boldly, her bare skin exuding fragrance.

  Her glances and smiles are all with a certain style, and the most beautiful appearance on her body is shown. She also has this self-confidence and beautiful appearance, which makes all men dream of a body. On her own terms, as long as she takes good care of the man in front of her and becomes pregnant with a child, her future glory and wealth will be at her fingertips.

   However, the dream has not yet come true, and a word of disgust and cold as mysterious ice was thrown out, as if a powerful and treacherous force suddenly isolated her.

   "Go away."

  The woman suddenly had the illusion of being stared at by a poisonous snake, just like two knives, stabbing her, she stopped, all her ambiguous thoughts were put away, and there was only fear at the handsome face of the young emperor.

  Suddenly, a cold light flashed, and a **** dagger lay in front of him.

   "Ah! Hmm"

   "Shh," Rong Yan hurriedly made a silent gesture before the woman screamed, with his long and narrow phoenix eyes, a kind of lazy sexy. He said, "You are so brave."

   As soon as these words came out, all the concubines knelt down, and they did not dare to let out the air, for fear of being dragged down.

  The woman shivered and covered her mouth. She knelt down and kowtowed and begged for mercy, "Your Majesty, spare your life, Your Majesty..."

   The sound of begging for mercy continued, Rong Yan raised his hand to hold his head, the corners of his lips twitched, a hint of coldness appeared, "I told you to stop arguing... Why don't you even listen to me?"

   "No emperor! No, you listen to the explanation of the concubine..."

Before the woman's words were finished, the dagger that was on his neck stabbed in without hesitation. The blood was flowing, and he couldn't stop it. The woman's body slowly fell down, and her beautiful eyes were still wide open. .

   The concubines who were kneeling on the ground tightly covered their mouths before resisting the screams in their throats. Tears had already drained their delicate makeup, but they only had one thought now, and that was to get out of here.

   Rong Yan split his lips, "What are you all crying for? Is I scary?"

   No one dared to respond to him, but a few people could not help but let out a little weeping.

   Rong Yan's expression changed, as if he was very sad, he said in a low voice, "Is it because of this that I scared the fourth brother away?"

   The bright red blood stained the stone bricks, but Rong Yan suddenly heard Wen Xien holding his hand in the memory, and the two sat side by side. Wen Xien still liked to be coquettish at that time, and holding his hand was soft and outrageous.

   "Brother Emperor—"

   With just that imaginary sound, all the heat that could not be relieved for days was vented.

   "Fourth brother, are you afraid of this imperial brother?"

With a bang, the blood-stained dagger fell to the ground, as if the cage holding something was shattered...

   The dark under his eyes became more and more stubborn.

   In the end, the army was pulled out to suppress the bandits, but all of them ended in failure. Bandits prevailed in Pingxiang, and the people in that area were so miserable that they didn't know how many people starved to death.

   Pulled out tens of thousands of taels of gold, but the problem was still unresolved, and I don't know how much these tens of thousands of taels of gold were distributed, and how much was spent on the people in the end.

   It is just that those corrupt officials have not reported it. If there were more and more refugees coming to the capital, no one would have noticed.

  Wen Xien sat on the carriage and saw the scene outside through the curtain, thinking that there were only one or two beggars on the side of the road, but now they are strangely lined up.

   Yang Sheng saw that Wen Xien, who had been in a bad mood since he came out, didn't know what he saw, and the calm expression on his face could not last any longer.

He looked through the curtain of the car and saw a child about four or five years old kneeling on the ground with a layer of snow, his body was dirty and there was no clean place, and the hair was messy and dirty. over.

   The most distressing thing is that this four- or five-year-old child has lost both legs.

Looking at this scene, Yang Sheng actually didn't feel much. He is an extremely selfish person. Maybe he would have felt pity when he was a noble son, but after so many things, it has been worn away. his conscience and conscience.

   If he hadn't met the Fourth Prince, he might have struggled in the swamp of the abyss.

   Everything he has now is given by the fourth prince, including him, who is also the fourth prince.

   Seeing Wen Xien staring at the child, Yang Sheng couldn't help tugging at the corner of Wen Xien's clean clothes, "Master, it's windy outside, be careful of the cold."

   sorted out the white cloak with delicate rust patterns on Wen Xien. He quietly raised his eyes and found that Wen Xien was still staring at the curtain of the car.

   Her profile was white and smooth, and the curvature of her jawline was particularly perfect and beautiful. At this moment, her pale lips were pursed tightly, and her picturesque brows were wrinkled.

   (end of this chapter)

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