The Fallen God Concubine who became a doomed king

Surrounded by beauties, Wen Nu let them fiddle with her, and her gauze coat fell on the ground at will, and was trampled under her feet.

The neck was forced to lift up, exposing the fatal fragility, and a head of black hair fell into the air in a mess.

Her thin lips were whitish, there was a faint trace of blood at the corner of her mouth, and her body was full of scars.

Li Meiren sneered, looked mockingly at Wang Meiren, who knew nothing, pushed her away, slowly moved her hands down the man's chest to his waist, and lifted his clothes with his fingers.

Gu Yu's face became more and more cold, with nameless anger in his eyes, he held hands tightly, and stared at the fallen angel who was naked on the dragon bed.

"Well……"

Someone touched his wrist, Wen Nu, who was in a deep coma, couldn't help but groaned in pain, whispering unconsciously.

"His Majesty……"

"Don't be afraid..."

Gu Yu's pupils dilated, his eyes were dark, and he pounded heavily on the table, gritting his teeth and saying, "Damn—"

He got up abruptly and walked towards the dragon couch, throwing away the group of women with all his strength, his face was dark and his air pressure was extremely low, his voice was like the cold ice of deep winter: "Get out of here alone 1

Seeing the tyrant go crazy at close range, Wang Meiren trembled in fright, quickly climbed down from the dragon bed, and ran out first.

As for Li Meiren, since she was the closest to the Fallen Angel, she was the most seriously injured. The tyrant threw her onto the wall, shattered her spine, and couldn't struggle. In the end, the little eunuch dragged her out.

There were only two people left in the dormitory, Gu Yu's face was ashen, his fingers were rattling, seeing the fallen angel's loose collar, he pulled it on him violently.

Looking at the rouge marks on the side of the Fallen Angel's face, the eyes seemed to be scalded, slightly glowing scarlet.

Staring negatively for a long time, he wiped the Fallen Angel's cheek vigorously with his thumb until the skin turned red.

not enough--

still not enough-

Smelling the femininity of the Fallen Angel, Gu Yu burst into anger for no reason, and the bloodthirsty thoughts could not be suppressed.

"Zhang Quanan 1

"Get out of here 1

Gu Yu was furious, with manic red eyes.

Zhang Quanan trotted into the bedroom with his head down. Seeing His Majesty's appearance, he shivered reflexively: "Your Majesty, the slave is here."

Gu Yu was about to be unable to suppress the tyranny in his body, and told him with a sullen face: "Look at the Fallen Angel carefully, if something happens, I will only want your head."

Suppressing his nature, he hurriedly left Tai Chi Palace and set off towards the previous assassination site.

If the group of ants dared to assassinate him, they had to be prepared to die.

……

The street was deserted, Gu Yu stood in the middle of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, the magic flute in his hand was dripping with blood.

Cursing the corners of his lips, he bent down the hand holding the jade bottle, and the corpse water instantly cleaned up the corpse.

Seeing the bloodstone earrings in the corner, he rubbed them lightly with his thumbs until the dust on them disappeared before putting them on.

Passing by the water-colored lantern that was blown to and fro by the wind, the image of the Fallen Angel holding it and smiling flashed through his mind.

He paused slightly, uncontrollably bent over to lift the wooden handle, realized what he had done, froze for a moment, glanced at the lantern in his hand, did not put it down in the end, and went back to the Gu Dynasty Palace facing the first day.

In the sleeping hall of the Taiji Palace, Wen Nu was in a coma all night, struggling to wake up with a strong consciousness.

Seeing the unfamiliar environment, a hint of dependence flashed across his eyes, so fast that he didn't even notice it.

Thinking of yesterday, Wen Nu suddenly sat up and looked around for Gu Yu's figure.

Yesterday's spiritual power was dry, and he passed out too quickly, and he didn't have time to ask Gu Yu what was going on. It seemed like a demon was at work?

Beauty Wang from the outer hall heard the commotion and trotted in carrying a copper basin, seeing that he wanted to stay on the bed, she hurried forward to support him.

"My lord, be careful, your injury is not healed yet, if you have anything to do, tell my concubine."

The smell of rouge came over the face, and the woman's dress flashed in front of her eyes, Wen Nu frowned slightly, and quietly avoided the hands of the visitor.

"I don't know why this good man is here?"

The voice is gentle and elegant, which makes people feel gentle at first.However, carefully discerning, it is mixed with ruthless indifference.

Wang Meiren didn't dare to say more, Fushen said: "The concubine was sent by His Majesty to take care of the young master."

Gu Yu?

Unconsciously, he remembered that on the night of the Lantern Festival, Gu Yu asked him if he had a relationship with a Taoist couple.

"I see."

Wen Nu's face was calm, and he smiled warmly at her: "Thank you for the good man, the poor man will do it himself."

Wang Meiren stood timidly by the side and said, "Yes."

Gu Yu lowered his eyes and glanced at the quilt he had made messy, waved his hands back to normal, without even looking at the woman next to him, he strode away from the Tai Chi Palace.

Returning to the North Palace, the straight waist hunched down, leaning on the wall and slowly walking into the hall.

Seeing that the immortal was in a mess, the little eunuch cleaning the courtyard panicked and shouted for Eunuch Wu to come quickly.

Wu Naike ran out with the cloak in his arms. Seeing the ragged clothes of the immortal master, he quickly unfolded it and put it on him, and asked anxiously, "Master immortal, what's wrong with you?"

Wen Nu silently avoided his touch, took the cloak and pulled up the collar, and said softly, "It's nothing."

After closing the door, the body leaned against the threshold and slowly slid to the ground, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of the throat and lips.

He frowned, reached out to wipe it clean, closed his eyes and meditated to heal his wounds.

But for some reason, when he closed his eyes, Gu Yu smiled and asked him if he had a Taoist companion, and the woman he saw when he woke up today appeared in front of his eyes.

The frown was getting tighter and tighter, and a trace of depression was born in his heart.

"Xianchang."

Gu Yu stood outside the door, holding a water-colored lantern in his hand, and he had already changed into the imperial clothes to wash away the smell of blood.

With a crown on his head, his eyes seemed to be looking at the Fallen Angel in the temple through the closed door.

His voice was low, with a touch of softness and a trace of panic, even he himself seemed to be unknown, just because he was afraid that A Yuan's medicine primer would run away.

When he returned to Tai Chi Palace, seeing the woman waiting in the side hall, Gu Yuxin thumped suddenly, feeling a sense of panic.

There was no time to take a bath, so he changed clothes casually and ran out in a hurry. When he walked halfway, he remembered the water-colored lantern, and ran back to put on the lantern.

Zhang Quanan panted to follow, calling the little eunuch of Taiji Palace to fetch the dragon.

Glancing at His Majesty, who had long since disappeared, he took a deep breath and started running while supporting his waist.

How did His Majesty run so fast!

As for the tyrannical emperor, his hair was disheveled, his clothes were crooked, and he could catch a glimpse of his fair skin inadvertently.

Holding the lantern in one hand, he carefully knocked on the door with the other: "Immortal Elder, I found that water-colored lantern from yesterday alone."

A familiar voice rang in his ears, and Wen Nu, who was meditating, trembled his eyelashes, slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were a little dull, and soon regained clarity.

Sensing the breath a few feet away, he stared at the ground in a daze. After a long time, he slowly stood up from the ground and opened the door with both hands.

"Immortal Chief Yi Gu saw him coming out, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to hand out the lantern.

The fallen angel standing in front of him didn't move, just looked at him so calmly, as if he was no different from everything in the world.

Gu Yu didn't like this look.

A shadow quickly flashed in the eyes, and the big hand with clear bones grabbed the Fallen Angel's arm suddenly, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Why does the fairy have such an expression, but what did Gu do wrong?"

He was very strong, and Wen Nu's injured wrist hurt even more from his grip.

But Wen Nu was still expressionless, or the smile on his face was compassionate, but without any emotion, he lowered his head and said silently: "Your Majesty has done nothing wrong."

The fallen angel marks on his forehead flashed through the black mist, his voice was cold, and the eyes that used to be full of him were empty now.

"It's just that Pindao is a little tired, Your Majesty should go back."

Gu Yu suddenly looked at the Fallen Angel, and saw that he was serious, tightened his grip on his wrist, lowered his head, his eyes were gloomy, and his voice was very low: "Immortal Elder, take a good rest, and come back another day."

Let go of the Fallen Angel's wrist, and watched him close the door of the dormitory, Gu Yu's face gradually darkened, he glanced violently at the closed door, turned and left holding the lantern.

In less than a moment, everyone in the palace knew that His Majesty had had a conflict with his new favorite, and when he left, his face was frighteningly cold.

When the concubines in the harem heard the news, Mrs. Wang Ji smiled the happiest. If it weren't for the fear that His Majesty would hear something, she would have already attracted other people to laugh at that male vixen with their high-spirited heads!

In addition, there are also those who have no brains. Seeing that His Majesty and the male vixen have a cold face, they can't wait to find trouble with him.

Ning Ke was different from Mrs. Wang Ji. Hearing the conflict between His Majesty and the male vixen, Ning Ke attracted the court ladies to dress up beautifully, put on the newly given palace clothes, and went straight to the North Palace.

Wen Nu was lying on the bed, with his wrist raised in front of his eyes, staring at a bruise on it. After a long time, the handprint turned purple, which was very obvious on the tender white and delicate skin.

Thinking of the cold face with His Majesty just now, the red lips were slightly pursed and let out a soft sigh.

Just now, he seemed to be unable to control his emotions, and what he said was a little harsh. I don't know if His Majesty is angry...

Looking at the severely injured wrist, His Majesty should be angry.

The noisy voice outside the courtyard woke him up, he frowned and got up and walked to the door, when he opened the door, he saw Wu Naike blocking a jeweled concubine.

Ning Ke kicked the eunuch who was blocking her away, and rolled her eyes in disgust: "Go away! Even a bitch dares to stop me!"

Wen Numo frowned slightly, cast a spell to support Wu Naike.

A force supported his waist, and Wu Naike stood firmly on the ground. He thought that he would inevitably fall down.Without thinking, he knew who helped him, patted the footprints on his body, and hurried to the immortal master.

"Master Immortal, why did you come out?"

You must know that people in the palace are the most likely to make trouble. The fairy teacher and His Majesty had just finished arguing, and this empress came to the door. The person who came was definitely not good.

Afraid that the immortal master would hear something unpleasant, Wu Naike said anxiously: "Immortal master, hurry up and enter the hall, be careful of getting caught in the wind, it's very cold today."

Before the immortal master could reply, the empress standing in the courtyard made a sound.

Ning Ke sneered, and said in a strange way: "Why, my brother is not feeling well? But it's too tiring to serve His Majesty today?"

Knowing that he was arguing with His Majesty, Ning Ke deliberately pretended not to know to scare him.

Wu Naike's complexion changed drastically, and he said sharply: "Your Majesty, be careful what you say 1

Ning Ke was scolded by the eunuch, and immediately waved her palm with a dark face.Wen Nu stood in front of Wu Naike, staring at Ning Ke's eyes expressionlessly.

Standing in the air with her palms still unable to move, Ning Ke's pupils shrank slightly, panicking from being stared at by the male vixen, her forehead was gradually stained with a layer of cold sweat.