Beauty As Poison

Mo Lin Yan is most concerned about his face, as everyone's legitimate daughter's upbringing is deeply rooted in her heart, so in the past two years, how fierce the fight in the government, no one outside wanton discussion.

But how can these things be concealed from her who is in charge of the overall situation in the rear.

By cloud Qing Rao so forced, red son already angry, "you two still Leng do what, still waiting for Wang Fei to punish you?"

At the mention of the princess, the two men were terrified, but they did such a terrible job that they even had no chance to be punished if they were not careful.

"Aunt red, spare your life, please!"

Seeing the two servant girls kneeling directly in front of her, Hong Er trembled all over. Her face was a little bad, and she looked at the cloud Qingrao from the side of her head.

But see cloud Qing Rao already walked to these two small servant girl's front.

"Why, it's just picking a flower. It's not poisonous. What are you asking for? Hong Er, since these two are lazy, you can help me. Can you ask me to beg you?"

Cloud Qingrao pitifully stares at Hong er.

This flower is not poisonous

Honger's mouth moved, and the taste of wanting to say but unable to say it was very painful.

Knowing that it was dangerous, she felt helpless, which made her face white gradually.

Yun Qingrao didn't give her a chance to refute. She put the flowers picked in her hand directly in honger's palm.

"Hold it for me. I'll go inside and have a look."

Sharp prickles pierced the skin of hong'er, and the cloud obliquely swept towards her white palm.

Although this drunken flower is poisonous, it can't be poisoned if it is held carefully. However, if the skin is punctured by the above stinger, it will be poisoned.

Yun Qingrao hides the regret under her eyes. If she really tells the truth, I'm afraid she won't get such a result.

The poisoned hong'er didn't notice at all. She could only listen to the order of Yun Qingrao. She wrapped her hand carefully and helped her pick some.

In the gap between the three servant girls picking flowers, Yun Qingrao has come to the main hall of the room.

There are exquisite decorations here and there. Even the bed curtains are brand-new. It seems that no one has ever used them.

The candle fire is secluded. Under the brand-new red curtain, a very beautiful person is standing. Yun Qingrao looks at himself in the mirror and caresses his face slowly with his hand.

No matter how she does now, the original cloud Qingrao has died.

In addition to the memories in her mind, there is no evidence to prove that she is yunqingrao.

Her heart is in vain, some of the cold surrounding environment and at this time she seems to be out of place, she sank her eyes, told people to hit water, the body inside and outside again washed.

I'm familiar with it again.

In addition to the small red flower birthmark under the clavicle, Yun Qingrao also found that inside her right wrist, there is a light blue line, as if in the blood vessels.

That line directly continued to the upper forearm, looked for a long time, how much some infiltration.

Suddenly, has been the cloud Qingrao staring at the green line, suddenly twist for a while.

A sense of horror came out of my heart directly. The cloud was enchanting, and a layer of cold sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead.

This kind of sharp edge in the back, unknown dangerous feeling, let her originally silent heart appear a trace of fluctuation.

Drop the long sleeve, cloud Qingrao sitting in front of the mirror, looking at the woman in the mirror.

The original timid eyes were replaced by indifference and firmness, which made the big apricot eyes faint with cold and fierce color, and the slightly tight lips were slightly pale, but they had more sharp momentum than before.

Yun Qingrao took a look at the sky outside and calculated the time of her death.

She smacked her head in amazement.

She remembers that when she was arrested, Gong Liuyu was about to get married, because she only married a concubine, and there was no big movement in the house, so she didn't pay attention to it.

She stayed in the prison for ten days, every moment was very difficult, so she should have entered this body just after she died.

So, if she enters the palace now, she may be able to see her own body.

And, Xin'er

Yun Qingrao heart a jump, suddenly back to God, she quickly put on clothes, suddenly pushed the door open.

However, Hong Er has left, but the other two servant girls are on guard in front of her door.

"Where are you going, madam?"

One of the servant girls was holding a vase in her hand, and the two spoke to her in an obviously watchful tone.

Cloud Qingrao instantly understand that she is in the palace, if there is no imperial concubine Mo Lin Yan's order, there is no way to leave here.

Even though she has martial arts skills, she has no internal power to support her, and she can't beat many hidden guards hidden in the palace.

Therefore, we can only use wisdom, not hard touch.

How can Mo Linyan promise her to go out on the night of her new entry?The eye son of cloud inclines enchanting twinkles, her mouth corner slightly draws up a touch of arc.

"I want to go and greet the princess. I want to tell her something important!"

"Madame, it's so late. The princess has been tired for so long and has already gone to bed. If there is anything else, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Tomorrow Tomorrow will be too late.

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