The Fallen God Concubine who became a doomed king

After meditating, Wen Nu had nothing to do, so he sat under the tree with his arms in his arms and played the piano. The indistinct sound of the piano attracted Gongsun Ying again, and he climbed up the wall and stared at the person under the tree with his chin propped up.

After the song was over, Gongsun Ying clapped her hands vigorously, and grinned silly: "Listen well, listen well, I like it hehehe."

With mild eyebrows and eyes, Wen Nu raised his finger to point at the woman on the wall, a ray of spiritual power gently lifted her up and moved her down carefully.

"Whoa whoa, I can fly I can fly 1

Gongsun Ying fanned her hand and flew, her eyes sparkling, she stepped on the air and kicked her legs, bouncing and jumping happily.

Wen Nu's face was slightly pale, and he managed to hold the person in front of him, letting her fall to the ground safely.

Gongsun Ying touched the ground, her eyes glowed, she carried her skirt and flew to the immortal, hugged his arm and acted like a baby: "Feifei~Feifei~"

With the same smile on Wen Nu's face, he lightly pulled out his hand, clenched his fist and coughed lightly: "What's your name? But Concubine Gu Yu? Which empress is it?"

When Gongsun Ying heard the word Gu Yu, her pupils shrank slightly, her face was full of fear, and she backed up trembling all over: "The tyrant, the tyrant is going to kill! The tyrant is going to kill! Wuwuwu don't kill me don't kill me! I was wrong woooooo 1

Thinking of the scene where the imperial doctor in the Royal Garden was hacked yesterday, Gongsun Ying burst into tears, hid under the tree and huddled together tremblingly, whispering: "Don't kill me, don't kill me..."

Wen Nu frowned slightly, raised his feet and came under the tree, staring at her with lowered eyes.

Why did she say that His Majesty is a tyrant?His Majesty treats people kindly and tolerantly, he is a wise ruler in this world, how could he kill innocent people indiscriminately.

"Don't cry, no one is going to kill you, get up quickly." Wen Nu smiled and stretched out his hand towards her.

Gongsun Ying waved his hand away, her eyes widened in fear, her face was full of tears: "No, don't kill me! You, you and the tyrant, you are a bad person 1

Wen Nu looked down at the opened hand, the reddish palm was especially obvious on the fair skin.

Her fingers were curled up and hidden in her wide sleeves, a soft sigh escaped from the corner of her lips, her fingertips touched her forehead, a blue light penetrated, Gongsunying gradually became quiet, her eyes were blurred and dull.

"Get up."

A clear and gentle voice sounded, and Gongsun Ying, who was squatting on the ground, slowly got up and stood in front of him blankly.

The corners of Wen Nu's lips were raised, and a black mist flickered from the end of the deer eyes. He lifted her chin with his fingertips, looked directly into her eyes, and said in a commanding tone: "No one wants to kill you, from there Let's go back and forth."

Gongsun Ying nodded mechanically, her eyes were empty, she blinked and turned to leave here.

Stepping over the threshold, Wu Naike saw someone passing by, looked up and saw that it was the foolish lady in the harem, and frowned suspiciously.

Why is Mrs. Gongsun here?Are you here to find Master Xianshi?

Ever since the exile of the man in black by the immortal master yesterday, Wu Naike's attitude towards the immortal master has become more respectful and respectful. He was afraid that he would accidentally offend the immortal master and exile him as well.

Of course, he just thought about it, the immortal teacher is gentle and refined, not as tyrannical as His Majesty...

Suddenly remembering that Mrs. Gongsun is a fool, Wu Naike suddenly quickened his pace and ran to the backyard in a hurry, afraid that Mrs. Gongsun said something that shouldn't be said!When the time comes, His Majesty becomes angry, and the entire Beigong will lose its head!

Seeing the Immortal Master standing still in the same place from a distance, his face turned pale instantly, he trotted to the front, bent down respectfully, and asked tentatively, "Immortal Master? Why did Mrs. Gongsun come to Beigong?"

Wen Nu's black hair and white clothes stood up without wind, the mark of the Fallen God on his forehead shone with red light, and the black mist at the end of his eyes disappeared quickly. Hearing Wu Naike's words, he woke up from the chaos and shook his head unresponsively.

What just happened?Why doesn't he have the memory of that person leaving?Could it be that the injury has worsened?

He walked into the inner hall with a heavy face, sat cross-legged on the bed and closed his eyes to observe the sea of ​​consciousness.Wu Naike, who was left alone, was full of panic and panic, guessing whether the immortal master knew that he was a fallen angel, and wondered whether he should report to His Majesty.

Thinking of His Majesty's brutal methods, Wu Naike sighed, resigned himself to his fate and trotted towards Tai Chi Palace with a sad face. At this time, His Majesty should summon the ministers in Tai Chi Palace. It would be good if more people could share His Majesty's anger equally.

Seeing Zhang Quanan who was waiting outside the hall, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and went forward to salute: "Eunuch Zhang, I have something important to report to Your Majesty."

Zhang Quan'an knew that Wu Naike was from the Palace of the Fallen God, so he didn't dare to delay opening the door and leading him in.

On the dragon chair, the tyrant had an ugly face and the air pressure was extremely low. Below stood a few veteran officials, their legs shaking and their lips turning pale.

Zhang Quan'an lowered his eyes and knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty, Wu Naike asks to see you."

Gu Yu glanced at the group of veterans, leaned back on the dragon chair with no expression on his face, raised his legs and tapped his fingertips, his voice low and cold.

"Xuan."

Wu Naike crawled to the center of the hall, and kowtowed with shaking hands: "Your Majesty, Mrs. Gongsun went to the North Palace today. It seems that the immortal master knows about the fallen angel..."

Zhang Quanan's pupils dilated, and the expression on his face buried between his arms changed drastically.

The fairy master knows...

Then His Majesty...

Boldly raising his head to look at the dragon chair, His Majesty's face was stern, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

Your Majesty, does he want to kill the immortal master right now...

Gu Yu shook hands heavily, and glanced at the eunuch sullenly, killing intent flashed in his eyes.

"Show the North Palace."

He gritted his teeth and crushed the armrest of the dragon chair in his hand, exuding a violent aura all over his body, and rushed straight to the Fallen Angel Palace in anger.

Seeing His Majesty's fury, the maid of the Beigong eunuch knelt on the ground with a thud and watched him break into the fairy master's bedroom.

The dormitory is quiet, delicate flowers sway slightly on the window sill, exuding a warm fragrance.

Gu Yu's eyes were gloomy, he lifted his feet around the screen and came to the bed, saw the Fallen Angel sitting in meditation with his eyes closed, his eyes darkened, his mind turned a few times, and the hand hanging by his side slowly placed on the Tianzi Sword.

Shrouded in shadows, Wen Nu's eyelashes trembled slightly and slowly opened his eyes. Seeing that it was Gu Yu's eyes that were dimly lit, he stood up and saluted gracefully: "Your Majesty."

Gu Yu's eyes drooped slightly, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Did Gongsun Ying disturb the fairy?"

Holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, as soon as the Fallen Angel mentioned the word Fallen, he would draw out the Son of Heaven Sword and chop off that head with one blow.

Wen Nu laughed: "Your Majesty did it for this, Mrs. Gongsun didn't disturb the poor, it's just..."

Thinking of what Gongsun Ying said, Wen Nu raised his eyes hesitantly, wondering if he should ask.

Gu Yu hooked the corners of his lips, grasped the Tianzi Sword and pulled it out gently: "What do you want to say?"

Thinking that he and Gu Yu were already good friends, and friends should trust each other, Wen Nu smiled helplessly: "It's just a false statement, how can you believe it, Pindao believes that His Majesty is not a tyrant."

With guilt in his eyes, he bowed slightly and apologized to him: "It's the fault of the poor, and you shouldn't doubt your majesty because of false words."

Gu Yu slowly let go of the hand on the hilt of the sword, and inserted the Tianzi sword back, the corners of his lips raised and he said happily: "The Immortal Elder trusts Gu, Gu is very happy."

Leaving from Beigong, the smile on the emperor's face disappeared instantly, with his hands behind his back, he squinted his eyes and said coldly: "Zhang Quan'an, go and take Gongsun Ying to the dungeon."

"promise."

In the dungeon, Gongsun Ying curled up in a corner, screaming in her ears, and she was so frightened that she tightly covered her ears and wept.

The fine clothes on his body were dirty long ago when he was dragged into the dungeon, and the hairpin Bu Yao on his temples was sticking crookedly on his head.

Hearing the sound of the whip beating the flesh/body, the body couldn't help trembling, and tears flowed out without money.

"Let me out, let me out, I don't want to be here..."

The gate of the dungeon was opened, and the tyrant in black imperial clothes descended from the steps. The dark guard respectfully opened the cage, dragged the man out and pressed him to the ground.

The corners of Gu Yu's lips curled up, his eyes were cold, and he ordered someone to lift Gongsunying's chin.

The dark guard pinched her chin and lifted it up. He stood beside her with his head lowered expressionlessly, waiting for orders.

Gongsun Ying was out of breath from crying, and seeing the tyrant's gloomy and frightening expression, she kicked her legs and struggled to hide.

"The tyrant, the tyrant killed..."

"The tyrant killed..."

"Tyrant?" Gu Yu sneered, sitting on the stool next to him, propping his chin to admire her fear.

When she stopped struggling after crying enough, she waved her hand to signal the hidden guard to bring the torture tools and put them one by one in front of her.

"Who allowed you to run to Beigong?"

"Ok?"

"Do you know what this is?"

The tyrant had an eerie smile on his face, his black eyes were dark and terrifying, and his pale fingertips pointed at the instruments of torture, explaining to her indifferently: "Don't look at this little white needle, it hurts a lot when it gets stuck into a nail."

"Go, bring the dungeon assassin out." Gu Yu lazily leaned back on the chair, and ordered the hidden guards to go to the cage to bring the criminal out.

Soon, the dark guard came out pressing the bloody assassin out. The white clothes on the assassin's body were stained red with blood, his face and hands were covered with blood, and his fingernails were raised, revealing a bloody mess.

"Ah—"

"do not come--"

"do not come--"

Gongsun Ying covered her eyes and screamed, kicking her legs against the cage.

Gu Yu was teased by her and laughed, he stood up abruptly, the smile disappeared, and stood in front of her coldly, asking the guard to break away her hands covering her eyes, narrowing his eyes dangerously.

"Gongsun Ying, I don't care if you are crazy or not, if you talk nonsense in front of Beigong again, I will definitely make you regret it."

Ask the dark guards to lock Gongsun Ying in the dungeon for one night, and send her back to the harem after a warning.

The next day, all the concubines in the harem knew that His Majesty became a Fallen Angel in anger, and severely punished that idiot Gongsunying.

Mrs. Wang Ji sat in front of the dressing table, her ferocious facial features reflected in the bronze mirror.

Fallen Angel Fallen Angel is Fallen Angel again!

"Emerald red."

"It's all arranged for Li Meng."

She couldn't wait any longer, as long as Li Meng spread the news about the Fallen God in the palace to the National Teacher's Mansion, no matter how much His Majesty loves the Fallen God, he would not be able to refuse the Master.

Cui Hong lowered her head and squeezed Wang Ji's shoulders, and said, "Don't worry, Madam Li Meng, the slaves have already arranged for Madam Li Meng, and they will never find us."

Mrs. Wang Ji sneered, she will have to appreciate how the Fallen Angel was abandoned by His Majesty at that time!

Inside the National Teacher's Mansion.

The national teacher was dressed in a snow-white robe and a fur-collared cloak. He stood in the night and looked up to admire the moonlight.

"Master, you can go back. It's windy outside and be careful of relapse of old injuries. Your Majesty will be worried." The little eunuch persuaded him earnestly.

He was sent by His Majesty to serve the National Teacher specially, knowing that His Majesty valued the National Teacher the most, Zhang Xiaojiang dared not neglect him.

Xue Yuan sighed softly: "Xiao Jiang, tell me, Your Majesty is really infatuated with Fallen Angels."