Vol 5 Chapter 53: Slapped

In Jingyang Palace, Yun Xi whirled in shock and panic.
The long figure of Xixin was already standing at the entrance of the hall, the dark diamond embroidered red robe was like a scorching flame, and his shoulders and chest were palm-colored dragons flaring their teeth and claws, so lifelike.
On the dragon's body, every inch of scales are separated from each other by fine silver thread and yellow rice-sized golden beads. Jinhua flashes and shines in the glowing candlelight in the hall.
The two pairs of eyes intertwined, and Yun Xi's brain "boomed", only seeing a piece of snow in front of him.
The soles of the feet were soft, and the slender body shook a bit. Knowing that the chess eye is quick and fast, the rushing general came over to support him.
The past was ups and downs, and memories were rushing over and over again. She just looked at him without saying a word, with cold sweat in her half-handed palms, blurring to every finger.
Finally, did you meet?
After a full year and a half, we met again in such a panic and without warning...
Next to Yun Xi, Zhiqi opened his eyes wide in surprise, staring in amazement at the man's white hair that was neatly hooped by the gilt-engraved huacaibao crown, his eyes suddenly hot.
The man's calm and calm eyes glanced at Yunxi slightly, without feeling half-hearted, his gray eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he walked to Jingle in three steps in two steps, and asked:
"Are you OK?"
"It's okay, very good!"
The girl raised her face and glanced at Yunxi's master servant with a triumphant sneer, instantly seeming to have gained power.
He smiled sweetly at the man, caught off guard, and slapped his hand toward Yunxi.
The slap came hard and anxious, and it fell firmly on half of Yun Xi's face, and even the skin of his cheek was cut by the girl's nails, and two marks were cut out.
No one had thought that the chaotic hall just now fell silent as death.
Yun Xi leaned softly in Zhiqi's arms, and was taken back a few steps by her.
She only heard the humming of her ears, like a flood of wolves running around her head.
The hot pain on his face was like being burned on the cheek by a red soldering iron.
But she did not respond, said nothing, a face that was so swollen that the left and right cheeks were no longer symmetrical, there was no sadness or joy, but she looked at him fixedly, at his full silver hair, as if the parting time that year was different. Yang's Luoxue whitened the mountains and rivers of Xiyi, dead and heavy.
Yunxi's numbness and lack of arguing made Princess Jingle more confident, she darkened her eyes and snorted, and once again raised her slap:
"Bitch, you know that you are afraid now. You dare to see my Jiu Shu, I tell you to see—"
"The slave and maid begged the princess not to fight. If you want to fight, just hit the slave!"
Zhiqi turned around and took a palm for Yunxi, crying for the master who hugged her, leaving her back to Jingle.
Jingle was irritated, grabbed the two of them and beat them, cursing:
"The lowly master teaches the lowly slaves, and this master will not let you go today! Yuexin, Star Curtain, why are you two standing stupidly, but I'm just here to teach them a good lesson for this master -"
Yunxi still did not escape or hide under the rough push, like an insensible mud fetus letting it go, the two sheep jade tassels on his head shook his ears violently, rustling, cold and painful.
Her body shape resembled a dry leaf, so weak and haggard that she just wanted to drift with the flow.
She always stared at Hua Nanhe and her husband, who was looking forward to her day and night, with a pair of eyes completely rooted in him, and it was difficult to move.
The tears that slowly filled his eyes, eventually his body swayed back and forth passively, facing him amidst the bumps, spreading radiantly.
The farewell that year, the memory seems to be frozen.
In his mind, his appearance is always brilliant, with pitch-black eyebrows, and three thousand ink hairs flowing smoothly, and he is quite extraordinary like a banished immortal.
Why does he look like this when we meet again?
South China rushed forward with great enthusiasm, and couldn't help pulling away Jingle, with a whining voice:
"Well, Mo Zai loses his identity as the princess in front of his servants."
The girl couldn't believe it, and shook her shoulders reluctantly, raising her temper:
"Uncle Jiu, why do you want Ying'er to let go of the vixen? She slapped me three times at that time, and I only returned her two!"
Hua Nanhe frowned: "If you see it well, accept it. No matter how foolish you are, this king won't help you!"
After the words, with an inexplicable emotion, the man raised his eyes, and his gaze uncontrollably touched Yun Xi again.
In the only remaining memory, there are not a few stunning women he has seen since he settled down in the capital, but he has never met a person like the one in front of him, who can still be quietly independent in the face of adversity.
The pair of apricot eyes on her exquisite face were calm but also sad, and their eyes were as dark as lacquer.
Her eyes are the mysterious bottomless lake, gleaming, seeming to carry some kind of grabbing power, like thousands of delicate spider silk.
Even if you don't do anything, just staring at it so peacefully will make you feel heartbroken.
The examination gaze flickered faintly. At this moment, Hua Nanhe suddenly had a question in his heart:
Who is this woman?
Outside the hall, the sharp voice that rose suddenly cut through the dead silence of the air:
"The emperor is here."
The people all over the hall bowed their heads and knelt.
"What's going on, it just stopped for a few days, you guys are making trouble again—"
As the Ming gold dragon vomiting beads and moiré boots crossed the entry threshold, Hua Nanxin shouted with prestige and walked into the hall with one hand.
A young man followed the emperor into the hall.
Yunxi glanced sideways at him. Although he felt his face was unfamiliar, seeing him wearing a black gauze mesh wingless top hat and wearing a cyan unicorn dragging, it is sufficient to conclude that this person should be after his husband Leng Qingtang. , The new admiral of the East Factory, Yuexi Building.
Looking down and thinking carefully, this South China letter came really fast.
I don’t know if I had to meet my husband this time. Was Hua Nanxin deliberately arranged to test the couple?
With his husband’s wisdom, he settled in the capital but was not in a hurry to meet her, he was also carefully planning something in secret.
At this meeting, all his abnormalities must have been pretended.
In this way, Yun Xi decided that he should cooperate with her husband and act well in this play!
Many questions and speculations were thought to be rushing arrows, flashing through Yun Xi's mind.
She understands that she must face Hua Nanxin to do something.
"The emperor, the concubine is humiliated today and can no longer live--"
As soon as the emperor settled on his heels, Yunxi cried and leaned over to grab the broken pieces of porcelain from the ground, and leaned toward the neck.
"Master, don't—"
"Ai Concubine!"
The scream of horror was like a wave of ebb and flow.
Yuexilou was shocked, and rushed sideways, taking the sharp weapon from the woman's hand two or three times without any effort, and then leaned forward and held his fist:
"Sorry for your offense, please take care of your jade body."
Hua Nanxin's five fingers trembled, and she stretched her arms around Yunxi, holding up her cheeks, and the anger in her eyes surged out:
"Who hurt my concubine, who is—"
Yunxi shook the hand of the emperor, crying hard, and shook his head sadly:
"The emperor don't ask any more questions. Today's business ends here. You are working hard for the country, and you are already working hard every day. You can no longer be distracted by your concubines..."
The silver-haired man on the opposite side suddenly sneered, and his narrow eyes looked directly at Yun Xi, then sneered:
"Haha, it's really not as well known as meeting. This little lord does have some tricks to confuse the king's heart. He is really a person, and he is behind!"
Hua Nanxin's eyes were dignified and not half the temperature, and he slashed at his emperor with a sword, and scolded:
"Hua Nanhe, I treat you very well. As a relative, how can you travel to and from the harem at will!"
Upon seeing this, Jingle rushed to Hua Nanhe and faced the emperor's grumpy explanation:
"The emperor's brother is not allowed to scold Jiu Shu. I was the one who smashed the Jingyang Palace, and I was the one who beat your concubine. Jiu Shu just came with me without worry. If you want to scold, just scold me. ."
"You, you are really arrogant--"
Hua Nanxin's fingers were Jingle, and his voice trembled with anger.
As an emperor, he knows the importance of restraining emotions at all times and disregarding emotions and anger.
But today, he can hardly quell the anger in his chest.
The Jingyang Palace was smashed and his beloved woman was humiliated. This is not the main reason for the anger in South China.
What he really hated at this time was that she and her husband, Hua Nanhe, met again after less than two years of parting from the Xiyi border.
With the temper of Huananxin, it was a shame to wash Kunhuang Island. After finding Huananhe and his wife in the commercial street on the border between the two countries, he could kill his Nine Emperor Uncles and take possession of his aunt.
Of course, protected by the strange power of even the blood confederation, Hua Nanxin did not dare to attack his uncle easily for Yunxi.
If he exiles a person to the extreme conditions forever, he has to worry that if he is careless, Hua Nanhe himself will be damaged and Yunxi will also be harmed.
Therefore, in the winter of that year, after Hua Nanxin rescued Yun Xi from the brink of life and death, he secretly brought his uncle Hua Nanhe back to Beijing.
He wants to lock it in Beijing, put it under his nose, and take care of it, providing it with delicious food, but not giving him any real power.
His plan is to impress Yunxi with his own enthusiasm and perseverance, and at the same time secretly send Dongchang dark guards to Xiyi to find the wizard who used to cast spells for the emperor's uncle, and at all costs to order him to relieve the power of the alliance of blood. .
At that time, he could kill at will.
Even so, in Hua Nanxin's plan, there was never an arrangement for the beloved woman and his uncle to meet again.
Everything looks like fate, but it is no coincidence.
With scowling eyebrows, Hua Nan believes secretly, who is so bold that he dares to ruin his plan! :,,