Chapter 1519: The faint lord is in the way: How many times do you want to assassinate? (3)

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At the beginning, the original owner did not know why Minnan was going to take her into the palace. After all, when he was a proton in the glass country, she was not good to him.
Later, she thought she would have to retaliate against her.
There are many small masters in the palace, and there are two nobles.
However, there is only one of the women in Nannan, whether it is hunting in Nanshan or in the palace.
Because of this, she got everyone in the harem, and from time to time someone wants to harm her.
This made her suddenly remember that when she was in the glass country, she did the same to him.
Although he is always cold-spoken, she only takes him wherever she goes.
At that time, he was greeted by many men who admired her men, making his difficult life of protons even more miserable.
However, the ridiculous thing is that the people who wanted to harm her after entering the palace did not have any good endings.
She ate well and lived well, but still did not give up the idea of ​​assassination of Nannan clothes.
In her eyes, he destroyed her country and made her a princess who was laughed at by everyone.
Tibetan daggers, Tibetan silver needles, poisoning drugs, and dark arrows.
She is almost omnipotent, but she is not successful at all because of her extraordinary skills and her understanding of medical skills.
Once again, after she failed again, he asked her: "You just hope to die?"
She replied: "The revenge of destroying the country is not in total."
His nephew said: "That will be exhausted."
Until the appearance of Yu Yumeng, the original Lord finally succeeded.
It was a dinner party for the tribute of gold and silver in the Western Region and the beauty of the beautiful.
The original owner was taken by the Minnan clothes as usual, but she did not know that she had quietly put down a poison that made people feel weak.
The powder was handed over to her by the rain. Of course, if he used other poisons, he could smell it almost, and he did not find it.
In the end, when he drank the cup of poisonous wine that was so weak, the corner of his mouth raised a self-deprecating smile.
Yu Yumeng told him to drink and directly remove the camouflage to carry out the assassination.
The object of the thorn is not the South, but the original owner.
Because she knows that even if he takes poison, it is possible to escape the attack, but if it is to save people, he can not hide.
The original gambling she will save him and use her own bait to kill his bet.
In the end, she succeeded.
Minnan clothes were in front of her, and the poison sword pierced his body, but he hugged her.
The poison on the sword was handed to her by Yu Yumeng, and she was more than anyone else.
The original owner was so confident that he used his own bait because she knew that Minnan was different for her.
One person likes another person, even if he doesn't know it at first, he will feel it over time.
She used her love for her, and gambled on the last one. She bet he would save himself.
Under the chaos, the original Lord left the palace with Yu Yumeng.
All the way to the level, unimpeded.
A month later, the male lord died. The brother of his compatriot, Qi Dongxue, succeeded him. According to the wishes of Minnan, he returned the mother and brother of the original owner.
At the same time, he cleared the embers of a small country, but let her go.
He said: "I can't help you to smash your body. When you protect you, it is the only order of your brother."
In the end, she handed a box to the original owner, which contained a piecemeal letter written by the man.
From the first encounter of Chang'an in the first year of Liuli, he wrote the most sentence: "I hate you, as for love, I can't say it. If you don't love, you don't love it. So, I may not love you. ""
Within a few days, the original owner died of illness. Before he died, he always felt that he was guilty of being in the south.
But she seems to have no idea whether she hates him a little more or loves a little more.