Adore Trick of Beauty

Nie Wushuang froze, then giggled, and her eyes flowed, laughing ridiculously: "He naturally entered my account, could it be returned to your account? He said to me, he didn't like you at all ... Also said ... "

Bao Jie trembled with anger, the sword in her hand waved, and stabbed Nie Wushuang's shoulder fiercely. Nie Wushuang only felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, and cold sweat burst out.

As soon as she grasped her blade, she smiled and continued: "You don't believe it? He said ... he said ..."

She moved her lips, but she couldn't hear anything. Baojie angrily said, "What did he say?"

Nie Wushuang gasped and smiled: "You come here, I say to listen to you. He said you ..."

Bao Jiechi was impatient and couldn't help coming forward. Nie Wushuangmei brushed her murderous eyes, rolled her palms, and severely put the dagger in her chest.

Bao Jiechi looked at her, only to find that she had an extra dagger in her heart.

"He said, he just used you!" Nie Wushuang said coldly, pushing her away. She resisted the pain and pulled out the sword on her shoulder. She stood up tremblingly and looked at Bao Jieyu who twitched on the ground: "If you kill me, I can't let you succeed ... If you want to blame, blame you Yourself ... "

Bao Jiechi covered her heart, speechless. At this moment, the guard was yelling and drinking, and Nie Wushuang was shocked. He quickly stepped forward, severely pulled out the dagger from Bao Jie's heart, wiped it dry, and put it in his scabbard.

After she had done all this, she fell to the ground and shouted, "Come! Help!"

Bao Jie stared at her, her lips opened and closed, and Nie Wushou turned her head. At this moment, her hair was scattered, and there was blood on her beautiful little face, which looked weird. She smiled at Bao Jie. "What are your last words?"

Bao Jiechi looked back and forth, holding her arm in one hand and exhaling, word by word: "You are so vicious ..."

Nie Wushuang shakes off her hand and sneers: "It's you who is vicious!" She no longer cares about her, grabbing her sleeve and pretending to cry: "Bao Jie, what happened to you? What happened to you ... "

A distant blue shadow came, and she reached out her hand, looked at Xiao Fengyi's nervous face, and wept, "The emperor saves me!"

...

It was dark. Nie Wushuang felt cold in the quilt, and across the translucent account, she saw a clear figure walking around. She was still drowsy, and although the doctor had prescribed a prescription to soothe the nerves, it still had no effect on her.

Bao Jie is dead. He died of blood on the way back to the camp. However, Nie Wushuang's sword wound was bandaged under Xiao Fengyi's concern. Fortunately, the sword did not hurt the bones.

Such a major event was hunted, and the emperor was furious and ordered the besiegers to hide in the assassins in the dense forest until sunset. All assassins are killed on the spot. Upon inspection, the swords used by the assassins were all made by Qi Di, which made the envoys of the State of Qi hunting with the emperor frightened, and went to refute their innocence overnight.

But the physical evidence is there, and the person is dead without proof. I don't know the truth of this matter. Xiao Fengxun rebuked Qi Guo for betraying Lutheranism, and ordered someone to send them back to Beijing, and choose another day to send off guests! This is basically to drive them back. Qi Guo's ambassador left without any face, and then went back to Qi Guo overnight.

"Don't sleep yet?" Xiao Fengyi turned into the royal account and saw Nie Wushuang still staring at the top of the account with his eyes wide open.

Nie Wushuang shook his head and leaned into his arms with the trend: "Chen Xun was afraid, Chen Xun couldn't sleep." Her thin, slender body curled up like a cat.

Xiao Fengxi remembered the scene in the afternoon, hesitated. She had long and scattered hair, sitting in a pool of blood, and the six gods had no master. Only when he saw him came the light in her eyes.

"Don't be afraid." Xiao Fengdi put her in her arms and touched her soft long hair: "The assassin has killed all. No one can hurt you anymore."

Nie Wushuang buried his head in his arms, and his red lips overflowed with sneer. Yes, no one could hurt her anymore. Bao Jiechi wanted to kill her while he was in trouble, but she deserved it!

Thinking, she answered softly.

Xiao Fengyi patted her back, her sword eyebrows still wrinkled. At this moment, the outside servant came in: "The emperor, His Royal Highness King, please."

Xiao Fengxuan put down Nie Wushuang and went out. Nie Wushuang embraced the quilt and watched Xiao Fengqing walk in quickly. When he entered the account, if he had a glance into the account, he said in a deep voice: "King Qi, the assassination killed three A guard, a female officer. The doctor checked, Bao Jiechi was at the center of the assassin's sword, and was seven inches into the flesh. "

Xiao Fengxi nodded and said, "Thick burial."

On the one hand, the father-in-law Lin quickly retreated. There are only two people left in the account: Xiao Fengyi and Xiao Fengqing. Nie Wushuang opened his ears to listen.

Xiao Fengxi's voice was somber: "Who directed it this time?"

Xiao Fengqing said: "Perhaps it was Qi Guo's direction. Assassin said that this time the assassin was targeting Bi Xiuyi. Maybe it was because they couldn't borrow the soldiers and they were angry."

Xiao Fengyi glanced at the account behind him, and said lightly, "Be quiet, don't scare her."

Xiao Fengqing followed his eyes and looked at the beautiful shadow behind the account. He stopped talking and groaned for a long time. Xiao Fengyi discussed with him how to arm and change, which made him back down.

When Nie Wushuang saw Xiao Fengyi coming in, she smiled suddenly: "I heard all the ministers, did Qi Guo really do it?" She sobbed suddenly: "The ministers are an ominous person, let the emperor give up the courtiers."

She knelt down on the ground, crying sadly. Xiao Fengxuan watched her weak shoulder tremble with tears, sighed in her heart, and picked her up: "Fool, if I have given up on you, where else can you stand in this world?"

Nie Wushuang froze for a moment, her beautiful eyes looked complexly at the gentle deep eyes in front of her, and a sorrow erupted from the bottom of her heart, and she could not help crying. Just now it was just acting on the scene, but now I really cried.

Xiao Fengyi hugged her and watched her tears and tears rub on his body, and he couldn't help but feel the deep pampering on his lips.

...

After a good night's sleep, the next day when Nie Wushuang got up, Gong'e's servant kneeled down and congratulated one after another: "Congratulations, mother."

Nie Wushuang couldn't help it: "Where does the joy come from?"

Xia Lan on the side smiled and stepped forward: "The niangniang bravely saved Shu Fei, and the emperor specially ordered her to be Biyun."

Nie Wushuang was dumb, heart was shocked and happy, and was in a daze, Shu Fei came in with tears in her eyes: "God sees the poor, it is all bad for this palace, let you enter what forest."

She grasped Nie Wushuang's hand, crying with tears: "Sister Nie, how are you feeling now?"

Nie Wushuang listened to her “Sister Nie” in a sweet sip, and she couldn't help but cover her wound, and smiled sweetly: “Chen Ye is okay.”

...

After Bao Jieyu's death, he was promoted to be filled by Xiao Fengyu and given the "Shun" title, and was buried on the west side of the Imperial Tomb. The coffin set off on the second day and was transported to the tomb. The matter should not be preached, so the funeral was simplified.

The autumn hunt was held in the same way, and the shadow of the assassins and death gradually dispersed in the battle between the children of the family. Nie Wushuang recuperated in the royal tent with ease. In the early morning every morning, Xiao Fengxi was neatly dressed and went out. He returned only in the evening. Every time he had a rich harvest.

The emperor's strong years are obviously a foretaste, indicating the prosperity of the nation's national transportation.

Nie Wushuang had injuries to his shoulders, so he should not ride a horse. When the injury was better, Xia Lan walked around the imperial tent. The wind on the grassy field was strong. Xia Lan was afraid that she might get cold and wrapped her tightly. Nie Wushuang couldn't help looking at the sight of the steppe.

One evening, she stood on the meadow where she usually walked and looked down. Suddenly footsteps sounded behind her, and she turned around and saw Xiao Fengqing walking towards her with a smile.

Nie Wushuang knew he had something to ask, and gently instructed Xia Lan to step back and stay aside.

Xiao Fengqing is wearing a black riding suit today, standing upright like a sword, wide shoulders and waist, like a good javelin.

Nie Wushuang's eyes froze slightly: "His Royal Highness King Rui."

Xiao Fengqing's different-colored eyes had complicated eyes: "Did Bao Jieyou kill you?" He took a dagger from his arms and threw it at her feet: "This is what the king found from the clothes you replaced. . "

Nie Wushuang picked up the dagger, and his white fingers stroked the undried blood on the dagger, and said coldly, "What about it?"

"Why are you killing her?" Xiao Fengqing asked.

Nie Wushuang snorted coldly: "Is she going to kill me! Should I still obediently clean my neck and let her kill? Her death, I blame myself, can't blame me!"

Xiao Fengqing glanced at her, and finally smiled coldly: "Teach you another trick, killing people must be cleaned up! You are fortunate to hurt her heart, otherwise, if she can speak when the emperor arrives, You are finished! "

Nie Wushuang was just silent.

Xiao Fengqing watched her thin figure suddenly stand in the wind, and her complexion gradually showed in her eyes: "If you look carefully, the wound is not a sword injury at all, it is a dagger injury. The king has already replenished a sword for you. In the future, you must do it yourself . "

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