Beauty As Poison

Immediately reached out and took the unfinished note of Yun Qingrao in his hand and watched it up and down. What

wrote as like as two peas did not pay attention to him, but that was exactly the same word, which had shocked him in the heart.

Yun Qingrao didn't know what Gong Liuyu was thinking. He said softly, "don't be surprised. The princess taught me these things."

Gong Liuyu was silent for a long time. He put the paper back in front of Yun Qingrao. Seeing that Yun Qingrao didn't carry himself on his back, he was quite calm in his heart.

If the man in front of him is really yunqingrao pretending to be, what about the body in the palace? Moreover, this man is indeed the youngest daughter of prime minister Lin, and there is no falsehood.

"Well, as long as the prince gives this note to Princess huifei, everything will be OK tomorrow!"

Gong Liuyu nodded and knocked beside the carriage. He threw the note out of the window with an absolute command: "give it to Princess Hui!"

Answer him only a burst of wind, cloud Qingrao only feel some incredible.

At this time, the carriage has stopped at the foot of the cemetery. Yun Qingrao doesn't continue to discuss the topic with Gong Liuyu. Instead, she holds Xin'er's body and climbs up the high tomb.

The wind was blowing around the cemetery, and it seemed a little gloomy and terrifying in the night.

However, Gong Liuyu's white robe, which is widely publicized in the night, looks like a ghost from a distance.

Yun Qingrao stood in a place with a spacious view and a good environment. She looked around for a week.

"That's it!"

The coachman had already prepared the things for digging the grave. When he heard the voice of Yun Qingrao, he began to dig without saying a word.

After digging for about an hour, she finally dug out a grave where the coffin could be placed. The bodyguard helped Yun Qingrao open the coffin. Seeing her standing still, she said softly, "concubine Lin, it's time for Princess Xin to enter the coffin!"

Yun Qingrao heard the voice, this just reacted, gently put the body of a thin child in her arms in the coffin, saw the coffin was about to be covered, she suddenly began to grasp the edge of the coffin cover.

"Wait..."

Yun Qingrao only said one word, but she just put the rest of the words back. Now she and Xin'er are completely strangers. The attitude along the way has made Gong Liuyu have a deep doubt. She finally got a chance of revenge, which can not be easily abandoned.

Her hands trembled slightly, and the guards on the opposite side did not urge her.

But there was a little more doubt in the obvious tone: "can Lin Shi Qie and Princess Xin be familiar with?"

In front of this person, clearly living in the prime minister's house for many years, but along the way, the bodyguard has seen all the reactions of Yun Qingrao.

"I've only seen a few of them!"

Yun Qingrao's tone is light, and her eyes have obviously recovered to be peaceful. However, the deepest part of those eyes hides countless thoughts that can't be seen clearly.

Seeing Xin'er buried with her own eyes, as if her heart was also buried in this small grave bag.

She raised her head to prevent the tears from falling from her eyes.

I watched the guards tidy up the tomb and put a stone tablet with the characters engraved on it. The radiance of the cloud pouring and condensing in the bottom of the eyes gradually dispersed.

A look back, that pair of eyes to restore the past clarity and flexibility, as if the previous mood changes have never existed.

Gong Liuyu stood not far behind yunqingrao. He squinted his slender eyes and looked at the change of the woman's eyes and expression. A faint danger and familiarity swept his heart.

The smile on Gong Liuyu's face completely converged, and a very cold color flashed across his eyes. He waved his sleeve and turned around and walked toward the foot of the mountain.

Yun Qingrao finally took a look at the small tomb bag lying alone in the valley and bit her teeth gently.

Xiner, my sister will take revenge for you!

She closed her eyes and clenched her hand tightly in her sleeve. There was a tremendous hatred in her palm.

The wind howled in the valley, blowing her messy long hair behind her. The clouds were enchanting, and her lips were stretched into a straight line. On her delicate and somewhat green face, she showed a look that was hard to pry.

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