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"No, no, how is that possible!"

Zi Xing shouted in disbelief, but her voice gradually weakened.

The dagger that pierced his abdomen was not long and seemed to have avoided his internal organs, but it hit the softest part of his body, causing him to feel inexplicably weak. If he continued like this, his mood swings would be even greater.

Even if the Palace of Hell doesn't want this life, it has to be accepted.

Ling Zihan curled her lips and looked at his pale complexion.

A sarcastic look flashed across his eyes.

After a pause, she pulled out the dagger with her backhand, and used the tip stained with his blood to move back and forth on his jaw. First it was the back of the knife, and then it became the mouth, teasing it again and again.

Just when she saw Zi Xing's spirit gradually collapsing, she smiled and said: "There are no absolutes in the world. I can break your hypnosis only because of this place."

She stretched out her hand and tapped her forehead, then turned her eyes, as if her eyes were flashing with bright red stars, passing over his face playfully, paused, and said lightly: "Hypnosis is different for each person. Just like the following.

Like poison, some people are more conscious

Powerful, no matter how overbearing the poison, he can survive it longer than ordinary people. Hypnosis pays more attention to people's consciousness and belief. And you, at the beginning, wanted to defeat my consciousness and belief.

Faith tells me that my

My father is Zi Chen, a woman I have always respected. At that time, you unveiled your gaudy golden mask. Do you think that in my subconscious mind, I will regard you as my husband, and will therefore

And collapsed. But I don’t know, my husband and I have known each other for many years, how could I be confused by you? However, I didn’t say it at that time, not because I wanted to deal with you in the future, but because of the disparity in strength between the enemy and us, I could only pretend

I pretend to be deceived by you and look for an opportunity to escape..."

This explanation was more painful than stabbing him.

The Kung Fu that Zi Xing was most proud of was ridiculed to the point of being completely bruised by a little girl with a bigger butt, and his plan was in vain because of this.

Gritting his teeth and enduring the pain, he forcibly swallowed the blood that was about to overflow his throat. He glared at the woman in front of him and sneered, "You're cruel! I never expected that you would be better than every generation of the Zi family.

ruthless!"

"Really?" Smiling, Ling Zihan threw away the knife in her hand and leaned into Xuanyuan Huang's arms, but her eyes were still fixed on Zi Xing's ferocious face. She shook her head slightly and said, "I don't know how the Zi family is.

.But you...have definitely never seen my cruelty!"

These words and this look seem to be saying, even if you hate me, you are so ignorant!

"Hahaha--"

Hearing the sound, Zi Xing laughed again, and blood drops were like gushing spring water. With every laugh, he coughed out from his mouth. The lumps were black and black, definitely not caused by the one just now.

, but because he was poisoned before.

Looking at the pool of dirty blood, Ling Zihan frowned and took a step back.

But that Purple Star, whether he was crazy or had some trump card that he hadn't revealed yet, smiled so wildly and loudly.

Because the rope was very elastic, when he saw Ling Zihan retreating, he rushed over in three steps and two steps at a time, approaching her, "Wow--" He vomited out another mouthful of blood, dark black blood,

It splashed on the ground, and a few drops accidentally landed on her skirt.

Disgusted eyes flashed across her face, and Ling Zihan looked at the man with 1.2 million vigilance. I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but she always felt a little dizzy and unbearable, and there seemed to be a wave of being seduced in her body.

The air that had been flowing for a long time was constantly rushing around here. Everywhere it went, she would feel unusually cold. The strange thing was that after the cold, she would feel hot again. It was the alternation of hot and cold that made her feel like this.

It's like an illusion...

Without saying anything, Zi Chen seemed to notice something strange about her and quickly said, "Han'er, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" He just wanted to reach out to help her, but retracted his hand.

Turning his gaze to Xuanyuan Huang: "King Ke, please send Han'er back to rest. This child is still weak! When the things here are finished, I will go and check her pulse."

"I'm fine." Leaning in Xuanyuan Huang's arms, Ling Zihan shook her head, stretched out her hand to press her temples, looked up at Xuanyuan Huang and said with a smile, "I'm worried about the prince. It's probably because I was on the road all the time. I always felt that there was nothing wrong with me."

Get some rest. Your body feels a little hot and cold..."

"Is it fever or chills? You silly girl, you are a mother and you don't know your physical condition!" Seeing her pale face, Xuanyuan Huang picked her up worriedly, but she stopped her.

.

"No, please let me hear what this person has to say before you take me away! Otherwise, I will be scratched to death by this damn curious cat in my heart!" His coquettish words were slightly coquettish and coquettish.

, but extremely firm.

That's her persistence.

Unable to do so, his beloved wife insisted, and since he couldn't resist her the most, he acquiesced in allowing her to stay for a while longer.

But for some unknown reason, several elders and Zi Chen immediately asked Xuanyuan Huang to send Ling Zihan to a quiet palace immediately after seeing Zi Xing laughing so crazily.

Finally, Zi Chen said to her in an almost commanding tone: "Child, listen to daddy once and go back to rest. Otherwise, your body and bones will cause damage to the child!"

Ling Zihan shook her head, firmly unwilling to go.

At this time, Zi Xing, who was laughing, suddenly stopped his weak and dizzy laughter, and turned his eyes to stare at Ling Zihan. That look was indescribably sinister and terrifying, looking at her sinisterly.

, her hair stood on end, and a layer of tiny pimples appeared on her jade-like skin.

It's not that I'm afraid, it's just that I feel disgusting.

Ling Zihan bit her lip secretly, always feeling that there was another hidden meaning in this malicious gaze.

And she can definitely be regarded as an experienced person. In these years, even if she does not count her previous life, which was even more comfortable than now, the things she has experienced can definitely wrap up all her softness in time.

Get up and show the strength she should have.

The acting skills are definitely superb.

Looking back at him, her sharp eyes were cold and tough. She was by no means weaker than him. On the contrary, because she was a woman, she looked three points stronger.

And this kind of stare-down finally ended with Zi Xing's words.

His voice was extremely high-pitched, almost shouting, when he said those words to Ling Zihan.

But looking at the formation, it seemed that the elders and Zi Chen wanted to stop Zi Xing from mentioning it. In other words, they were all avoiding the problem and didn't want Ling Zihan to know, a secret that needed to be buried forever.

He said: "Do you know how your mother died? Right...your father killed her! It was your father, your father——"

*

At night, the dew is deeper.

Ling Zihan curled up in Xuanyuan Huang's arms and fell into a deep sleep.

Xuanyuan Huang patted the soft body of the little person next to him, softly calling her name, and humming from time to time the long familiar melody that his mother used to give him.

There was a small sound outside again.

Xuanyuan Huang saw that Ling Zihan was really asleep, so he rolled off the bed, covered her with the quilt gently and carefully, tugged the corners of the quilt, then walked around the screen and walked out of the door.

There is no beautiful night scenery outside the door, because they are still in Ziling and live in Zichen's house. Therefore, when they open the door, all they can see is the endless stairs, printed with a piece of loess.

But at this moment, what comes into view is a pure silvery white.

That man is Zi Chen. He always likes to wear silver clothes with wide sleeves. He looks like a master from this world. And that face and demeanor are so ethereal that people can't forget them once they see them.

posture.

Outstanding grace!

"Is she asleep?"

"Yeah." Faced with Zi Chen's inquiry, Xuanyuan Huang responded lightly, as if he didn't really want to talk to him.

"Let's talk!" Without giving Xuanyuan Huang any chance to refuse, Zi Chen walked up the outer stairs.

Xuanyuan Huang, who had always given orders to close the door, raised his head and looked at the figure who was drifting away indifferently.

The silver-gray brocade robe sets off his noble and elegant temperament, highlighting the softness and coolness that exists like moonlight. His handsome and handsome appearance is only visible from the back, but looking at that back will always make people fascinated.

The unforgettable facial features that are carved by knives and axes emerge in my mind. I can even clearly remember the clear and indifferent eyes, which seem to be peaceful and uncontested, but also like

There are endless landscapes hidden, waiting to be discovered.

And this feeling was planned by him into one word - secret.

Xuanyuan Huang narrowed his eyes and finally followed him.

They didn't go very far, only at the corner of the stairs, the two of them stopped.

Zi Chen turned his head and looked at him and said, "How is Han'er?"

"What else can I do? After hearing those words, I didn't know if I was frightened. I fainted and haven't woken up yet!"

"It's my fault. Maybe I shouldn't have brought her here at all." Zi Chen sighed and turned to look at the door under the stairs. His calm eyes reflected the aura of his original reason, which seemed to be ethereal.

It has become an immortal, yet it reveals an extremely pure beauty.

That elegant temperament, calm expression, and a kind of magical power can make all this beauty lose its original bustling green color in front of him...

"Yes, you shouldn't have tied us up at all!" Xuanyuan Huang glared at him and said angrily: "Zi Chen, do you know how much Qingqing values ​​you? In her heart, you are more important than the word father.

, she even told me personally that in her opinion, you are hers

Family! How happy was she when she heard you tell him that you were her father? But now, you... let her hear those words. Let me ask, if it were you, the closest and most important person,

But suddenly she became the murderer of her mother, what kind of feelings would it feel like!"

*

In the capital city.

In the deepest hut in the palace courtyard.

"Prince, come, have a drink! Come, I will serve you, do you want another drink?" The charming beauty held a glass of wine in her hand and stroked it into Xuanyuan Yan's arms with her soft, boneless hands.

teasingly.

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