My whole family was wiped out. After my rebirth, it makes sense for me to wipe out the scumbag’s who

Yun Yige shouted out as if from muscle memory, curtsied and saluted, she lowered her head, and just when she met his eyes, she felt cold and uncomfortable.

I'm afraid this is the evil aura. Xuan Ming is the God of War, so he must kill people like hemp. The murderous aura on his body makes people shudder.

"Get up."

Xuan Ming glanced at her in surprise, and the guard Qian Mo beside him was also a little surprised.

The two sides didn't talk much, just said hello briefly.

"Who is there?"

"His Royal Highness, Prince of Sichuan, forgive me for my sins. I know the spring."

Zhichun heard the voice behind him, walked over quickly with his head lowered, and knelt in front of him.

"Head up."

Zhi Hua slowly raised her head. She had been standing in the plum garden for an hour. Her face was red from the cold and she looked particularly delicate.

Xuan Wenchuan looked at the frightened girl in front of him with rosy cheeks and delicate lips. He stretched out his hand to help her up and hugged her hard into his arms.

"This hairpin of yours looks familiar."

"His Royal Highness Prince Sichuan, this is a reward from the Crown Princess to the slaves. It is said that if the slaves dress up more cheerfully, His Highness the Crown Prince will feel better if he sees them."

Xuan Wenchuan was a little surprised. Thinking of what he said just now at Yunyigedui in Yihua Palace, he couldn't help but curl his lips, "She has become more sensible. It seems that she has finally figured it out."

"Chun'er, you smell so good."

"His Royal Highness King Sichuan..."

She raised her head and met each other's eyes. The atmosphere was ambiguous. The two people looked at each other with ambiguous eyes, and there was no concealed desire in their eyes.

Xuan Wenchuan is the desire between men and women, and Zhichun is the desire for revenge from the superior.

Zhichun stood on tiptoes and took the initiative to kiss Xuan Wenchuan's lips. Xuan Wenchuan pulled open her collar and pressed his lips against hers.

She raised her hands and hooked them around his neck, and his thick palms pressed against her body, as if they were being roasted by fire.

Zhichun's whole body went limp after being kissed by Xuan Wenchuan, and she collapsed in his arms.

In the snow, the two hugged each other tightly to keep each other warm.

……

Xuan Ming held Yun Yige's hand and saw a few small red marks and needle holes on the fingertips of his right hand. He frowned slightly, feeling distressed. He held her fingers and blew gently: "Does it hurt? From now on, these will be Just leave the work to the servants, why bother doing it yourself."

Xuan Ming finally knew that Yun Yige was good at everything, but this female celebrity was really not good at it. Every time she embroidered a handkerchief, she would hurt herself. The mandarin ducks she embroidered didn't look like mandarin ducks, but looked like ducks, and the kites didn't look like kites. Birds are like sparrows.

"Brother, this is the first veil I have embroidered. Don't dislike it. Keep this veil with you. Even though you are married, don't forget me, my sister!"

Xiao Lin was just about to praise her, but her daughter, who had never touched women's clothing before, was very strange now. The sun came out in the west, and she actually knew how to embroider handkerchiefs.

She smiled and said: "Look, you are married, and your sister has grown up a lot..."

Mrs. Xiao Lin was suddenly stunned. She was speechless looking at the handkerchief. The handkerchief was embroidered with a pair of wild geese flying side by side. The sister gave this handkerchief to her brother. It was really...she couldn't help but think of the two of them. After hearing what had happened in the palace, his head banged and he held the handkerchief in his hand: "Okay, okay, just let the maids make these handkerchiefs and sachets."

Seeing that his mother was about to leave, Wanshun quickly snatched the handkerchief back from Xiaolin: "My sister made this for me!"

"I really don't want to do these things myself. I can't always do it right. I'm impatient. They don't even let me sharpen the ax when I'm embroidering a wedding dress!"

"Then don't do it. Let the people in Xiufang make the wedding dress. The embroidery will be better!"

Song Qinglan thought about it for a while, but everyone said that when a woman gets married, she should embroider the wedding dress herself to be auspicious, and the husband and wife will be reunited, and they will be together for a hundred years: "Mother, I should embroider the wedding dress and hijab myself. After the embroidery is completed, , and then take it to the showroom and ask the embroiderers to help change it."

"Well, the house deed and land deed have been purchased for you, but a woman cannot live without money. Have you thought about which of the maids in your yard to bring?"

……

The Song Mansion treats its soldiers kindly. These old and disabled soldiers have been raised by the Song Mansion. Seeing the young master being bullied like this, 1 people must not agree.

"Young Master, as long as you give the order, we will fight for our lives even if we risk our lives!"

Song looked at these soldiers who were old enough to be his uncles, his nose felt sore, and he jumped on his horse, "Everyone, wait for my order!"

After that, he galloped away on horseback.

When you were trying to solve something, you met the eldest prince?

Raise the whip and throw it away

Song turned over and dismounted, walked angrily to the sedan chair, pulled open the curtain, grabbed her by her collar, pulled her out and threw her to the ground.

The mother-in-law found trouble and found a noble concubine for the father-in-law.

She is not good at playing chess, calligraphy and painting, but she is good at wielding swords and guns.

There was something in the yard. Yun Yige didn't know how to fly up to the roof, so he had to hide in the shadows in the corner and peek.

In the room,.

"what did she say?"

"The princess said you have a face that can conquer the six countries."

With a sinister and evil face, he said in a deep and magnetic voice.

The monk, a person saved by Yun Yige, had the grace to save his life. He was admitted as a monk and became the abbot of the temple. He found someone to blow wind in the queen's ear, do horoscopes, and find the abbot of Wanfu Temple.

Find a mage and monk to say that Yun Yishu's horoscope is at odds with the prince. If she is forced to marry him, it will probably destroy the prince's dragon energy, which will push off the marriage.

Her skin was as delicate and as white as snow, her nose was high and her eyebrows were like an ink painting, and her eyes were full of attention. She smiled and blinked, and she looked indescribably charming and soft.

Wow, isn't this the kind of cold, arrogant, smart and charming appearance that she wants most? !

She believed that she would be able to charm thousands of beautiful young people with just one glance.

"This appearance is really good... Prince Chuan is really blind..."

Then, she looked down at her chest as if inspecting goods. Even though she was wearing a thick cotton coat, she could still see the plumpness of her chest.

She couldn't help but touch it. Hiss, it was genuine.

According to what is written on the dowry list, there are land deeds, medicine shops and restaurants, as well as pearls from the South China Sea, colored glaze from Beichu, rubies from the Western Regions, green emeralds from the Northern Desert, and gold bars from Xizhou...

"I wish King Sichuan to be infertile and have many children and grandchildren!"

Yun Yige was shocked. Before he could react, a tall figure pressed him down and surrounded him.

He covered his mouth with his big palm, it was pitch black, and all he could hear was the man's heavy breathing.

He just wanted to see her quietly, but after returning to the capital, he had to go to the palace to meet the Holy Emperor first, so that no one could know that he was back.

Yun Yige was still struggling, but she smelled the man's scent and felt the familiar feeling. Even if she couldn't see the person in front of her clearly, she knew who he was.

The Taifu is too weak to take care of himself.

Noticing that the woman beneath him had stopped moving, Xuan Ming knew that she recognized him.The two stood in silence like this, so quietly they could hear each other's breathing.

After entering the palace this time, I don’t know when I can see her again.