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After Duanmu Qi entered the palace with the Eight Desolation Divine Mirror, Yang Luo fell into a deep sleep under the effect of the misty incense, and Duanmu Qi summoned the Eight Desolation Divine Mirror. Pinshu.com

I saw that the golden light of the round hall skyrocketed, Duanmu Qi played a set of tricks, and shouted: "Eight Desolation Gods, listen to my summons and open the door of dreams!"

As soon as the words fell, a golden light shot out from the Eight Desolation Divine Mirror, turning into an illusory gate in the main hall, Li Qianzi looked at the gate, and his divine consciousness left his body, turned into a white light, and flew into the gate.

Passing through the gate, there was darkness in front of her, Li Qianzi fell in the dark for a long time, a white light suddenly appeared below, she fell towards the white light, she didn't react yet, "bang!", and fell coldly on the hard floor.

"Oops!" she exclaimed, but luckily she was disembodied and didn't feel any pain. She reached out and patted the dust on her body and quickly got up.

Raising her eyes and looking around, she found that the surrounding area was the imperial palace of Miao Jiang, and in front of her was the round hall, she looked up and saw that Emperor Yang Ze was drinking and having fun with a concubine in the main hall.

The palace was peaceful, and Yang Ze was dressed in imperial clothes, which showed that the time in the dream was after the massacre of the Wing Clan.

"Your Majesty, come, have another drink. ”

A sweet and bewitching voice came from the round hall, Li Qianzi looked back, and saw that the concubine was wearing a snow-white dress, her skin was as white as snow, her facial features were exquisite, and she was stunning, but she was just ...... This woman looks very similar to Ye Wuyi.

Li Qianzi was a little surprised in her heart, didn't Yang Ze dislike Ye Wuyi very much, how could she accept a woman who looked very similar to her as a concubine?

With doubts in his heart, Li Qianzi hurriedly hid under the eaves outside the Round Palace, wanting to see what Yang Ze was going to do.

In the main hall, the fragrance of wine was overflowing, Yang Ze seemed to be drunk, he took the concubine into his arms, and after gently imprinting a kiss on her forehead, he smiled and said: "Although the wine is beautiful, it is not as beautiful as you, Wuyi, you are the most beautiful." ”

Li Qianzi was shocked when she heard this, Yang Ze actually called that concubine "Wuyi"?!

The concubine who was held in Yang Ze's arms didn't seem to be very happy, she said coquettishly: "Your Majesty, the concubine is Concubine Wan, not the thief Ye Wuyi, you forgot, Ye Wuyi died early!"

The drunk Yang Ze suddenly woke up, he looked at the woman in front of him, although the appearance was very similar to Ye Wuyi, but her eyes, her hair were completely different from Ye Wuyi, and her temperament was less than one ten-thousandth of Ye Wuyi.

A wave of anger suddenly rose in his heart, he rudely pushed the concubine away, and shouted angrily: "Shameless slut, dare to pretend to be Ye Wuyi to seduce me!"

The concubine was frightened by his sudden move, she trembled with horror, and explained in fear: "Your Majesty, the concubine didn't pretend to be that thief, and besides, it is obvious that you specially recruited the concubine to accompany you......"

Yang Ze was annoyed, and slammed the wine glass on the table towards the concubine: "Do you still dare to quibble?"

The concubine was smashed and her head was bleeding, painful and frightened, but she didn't dare to defend anymore, just knelt on the ground and kowtowed vigorously to beg for mercy: "Your Majesty, the concubine knows that she is wrong, and the concubine will never dare to talk back to you anymore, and please forgive your majesty." ”

Yang Ze snorted coldly, and said with a gloomy face: "Is an imposter like you worthy of forgiveness, come on, pull her down and cut her down!"

Yang Ze gave an order, and the two guards immediately ran into the hall and dragged the concubine away, and the concubine shouted in horror: "Your Majesty, spare your life, the concubine really didn't pretend to be Ye Wuyi, the concubine was wronged......

However, no matter how she cried and shouted injustice, Yang Ze was not moved at all, and the concubine was quickly dragged away and killed.

Li Qianzi looked at the brutal killing of Yang Ze, and her heart became more and more disdainful, this bastard really killed innocents indiscriminately, is it just because the family is similar to Ye Wuyi, is it a great crime?

Thinking about it carefully, Yang Ze is really a pervert, he obviously doesn't like Ye Wuyi, and he found a woman who looks similar to her to serve, and halfway through the service, he suddenly got angry and blamed others, and then cut off people's heads without saying a word.

If this were the reality, she would definitely be tempted to shoot and blow his head out.

After the concubine was dragged away, Yang Luo began to get drunk and crazy, and he smashed it in the hall, and his crazy expression was very similar to Yang Luo when he was crazy.

"Ahh......h

Yang Ze shouted hysterically, waved his hand, "Bang!" , the bookshelf fell, the books and picture scrolls rolled to the ground, and one of his picture scrolls rolled down at his feet, and the wind blew, and the picture scroll slowly unfolded.

It is a picture of a beautiful woman, the woman in the painting is dressed in white like snow, her posture is slender, her skin is as white as snow, her facial features are exquisite, her silver-white eyes are as pure as crystal, her back has a pair of snow-white wings, her face is with a bright smile, and the whole person looks as pure and beautiful as an elf.

That turned out to be a portrait of Ye Wuyi!

Yang Ze looked at the woman in the painting, he suddenly regained his composure in a frenzy, the corners of his mouth hooked up a mocking sneer, and his eyes flashed with a complicated light.

At this moment, a richly dressed lady walked into the hall surrounded by a group of palace ladies and eunuchs.

Li Qianzi recognized that the noble lady was Princess Huiyue, the daughter of the chief of the Aoki tribe whom Yang Zeguang had married before, and she was also the queen of Miao Jiang at that time.

Princess Huiyue looked at the painting on the ground, and a sneer of infinite mockery appeared on her face: "What, you regret it? Since you regret it, why did you kill people so cruelly in the first place?"

Yang Ze's eyes were startled, he raised his head, and said with a gloomy face: "Who said that I regret it, since I was a child, I have never done anything I regret!"

When Princess Huiyue heard this, a resentful look appeared on her face: "I've never regretted it, have I? Since I've never regretted it, why do you keep her portrait and look for a woman who looks like her to be included in the palace as a concubine?"

Facing Princess Huiyue's questioning, Yang Ze's gaze was a little gloomy.

Yang Ze's gloom fell into the eyes of Princess Huiyue, which became the biggest irony, and she said disdainfully: "Yang Ze, a ruthless and unrighteous man like you should never be loved, and he will always be lonely......"

"Smack!"

A loud slap sounded in the hall.

Yang Ze slapped Princess Huiyue hard.

Yang Ze stared at her gloomily: "If you dare to say more, I won't even let you go!

Princess Huiyue covered her red and swollen cheeks, sneered infinitely mockingly, and said resolutely: "Yang Ze, I never want to see you again!"

As she spoke, Princess Huiyue flicked her sleeves and left angrily.

Seeing this scene, Li Qianzi was surprised.

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