Poison Doctor Demon Consort

Jiuye and Linghu Shuiyue finally got the little yellow flag stuck on the top of the tower! When the people below saw it, they beat the drums even more crazily, and the cheers became thunderous and loud.

The little white dragon and the little nine-phoenix hovered happily above their heads, with dragons flying and phoenixes dancing, showing off the most auspicious sky scene, which even made the civil and military officials below kneel down and worship.

On that day, Jiuye and Linghu Shuiyue moved from Prince You's Mansion to the Prince's Mansion in the East Palace. There was an endless stream of people coming to the Prince's Mansion to give gifts, and those who accepted them were merciless.

Everyone was happy, but Linghu Huo Ri, who was in the embassy's residence, seemed extremely anxious. He spent time in the residence, his clothes dancing in the wind. Because, after tonight, tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, it would be time for him and Prince Duanmu to set off back to Yue Kingdom.

Prince Duanmu was leaning on a soft couch, with his peach blossom eyes closed and his hands clasped, as if he had nothing to do. He did not open his eyes for a long time, nor did he look at Linghu Huori.

I don't know what he was thinking about, but he never spoke and ignored Linghu Huori.

Suddenly, a fist hit the pillow next to his handsome face! Suddenly he opened his eyes, and a stunningly beautiful face that he had been thinking about so much lately was leaning over her, looking at him angrily! The faces are the same! It's a pity, it's a pity, it's specious.

Prince Duanmu was caught off guard and flipped Linghu Huori down on the soft couch. He pressed his whole body on top of Linghu Huori and lowered his face, intending to kiss Linghu Huori.

Linghu Huo Ri opened his eyes wide and clenched his fists. He was waiting. Is this guy really planning to kiss him? Then treat him to a big fist!

As a result, Prince Duanmu was right above his face, closed his eyes and smelled him. Pervertedly, he smelled his breath and said, "Her fragrance is missing! This is the difference between men and women!"

"Have you had enough trouble?" Linghu Huori was fed up with Prince Duanmu's peach blossom eyes.

"What do you mean, enough trouble?" Prince Duanmu leaned over Linghu Huori with his hands on his hands, "You are my prince's son, and when I like it, you still make trouble after just one look at it?"

"Tell me! On what terms are you willing to end this ridiculous farce? Our Majesty, the Emperor of the Yan State, always treats visitors favorably. Especially now, the Emperor has begun to dislike fighting and prefers health care. Even if you ask for the Seventh Princess, The emperor will also agree."

"Seventh Princess? This prince has no feelings for the seventh princess." What Prince Duanmu said was true.

"Then what conditions do you have? There are countless beauties in the Yan Kingdom. How about I give you ten beauties?" Linghu Huori's patience has really run out!

"You don't have to have ten, just one." Duanmu Canglan said a little nonchalantly.

"who?"

"Linghu Shuiyue!"

"Bang!" A fist hit Duanmu hard on the face, causing Prince Duanmu to fall onto the bed. Their positions were reversed, and it was Linghu Huori's turn to grab Prince Duanmu.

Duanmu's face was punched with a fist. He pressed his lips with his thumb and looked at Linghu Huori with a smile, without any intention of hitting him back.

Linghu Huo Ri said: "You dare to miss my sister? Don't even think about it! Don't say you can't beat His Highness the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess, even if I am this level, you can't pass it."

"Don't be so arrogant! I don't mean to have a yearning for her, I just want to use her talents." Prince Duanmu is trying to whitewash the peace, but only he knows whether he has a yearning for her.

"Fart! You need talent, and I am also very talented."

"Don't you want to stay in Dayan?"