Abandoned Concubine of a Cold-Blooded Prince

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Mingsihe had never seen Murong Lanxuan like this before, and when Murong Lanxuan raised her head, she saw Mingsihe's complicated eyes, but she bit her lip and turned her head away.

"Thank you." Her voice was very small, but it reached Murong Lanxuan's ears. He didn't speak, but just stretched his hand over her chest, and saw that he actually tied the belt of her dress.

Mingsihe was taken aback for a moment, she pursed her lips and said nothing, turned her head to the side, she felt her face was a little wet, she was actually moved by this scene?

The brand on the wrist is said to be the legend of love, and it is also said to be the beginning of admiration, and it is impossible for her and Murong Lanxuan to come together.

"Are you moved like this? This king just doesn't want you to die like this." Murong Lanxuan ruthlessly threw a word to her, which made Mingsihe's touch less.

She listened to his voice, but did not speak, she allowed herself to close her eyes, even though everyone in the world had forgotten her existence, she could still calm down and wait for her own miracle.

Love is too heavy in her heart, and she can imagine that her future life will be difficult, but she still knows that she is a woman whose soul no one can control.

"I know, but my mansion was given to me by the emperor, and it's my own." Mingsihe is a house slave, and she still doesn't forget to fight with Murong Lanxuan for the ownership of that room.

In fact, she really wanted to own her own house, and this room was bestowed by the current emperor, how could she not cherish it?Furthermore, even if she is no longer with Murong Lanxuan, she still has a family.

When she was talking, her heart felt a little pain, in fact, whether it was heartache or wound pain, they kept stabbing her heart, and even she herself was numb because of the pain.

"You belong to this king, and all your things belong to this king." Murong Lanxuan said, he gently pinched her minibus, but looked at the teardrops on her face, he was taken aback for a while , turned around and stopped looking at her.

Murong Lanxuan let go of the hand that was holding her chin, but Mingsihe felt uncomfortable in her heart, she was a little groggy, and fell asleep in an instant, she was fast asleep with her brows furrowed tightly.

"Drive, drive." At this moment, not far ahead, the sound of horseshoes could be heard from all directions, Murong Lanxuan listened intently, and remained silent.

At this time, the horse team came to the vicinity of Murong Lanxuan's carriage and surrounded the entire carriage.

The leading man on horseback came forward and asked, "Is the Ninth Prince in the carriage?" At this time, another group of people caught up with Murong Lanxuan's carriage and surrounded the carriage and the guards.

They seemed to have planned to come here long ago, and they were able to attack Xuan Yi and the others when they were not paying attention, so their skills must be extraordinary.

"Who are you guys?" Xuan Yi was obviously not curious about these people, he stared at them coldly, thinking how many of them he could deal with.

And Xuan San was even more wary, he held the long sword tightly in his hand, he was afraid that these people would make a sudden attack, and the other guards were also a little panicked, they looked at the situation, it seemed that some of the comers were not kind Feel.

"Let me ask you, is the person on the carriage the Ninth Prince?" The leader didn't want to answer Xuan Yi's question, he just felt that this question was a bit idiotic, and he just wanted to know if Murong Lanxuan was on the carriage.

Xuan Yi was annoyed, he rode forward, jumped out the long sword and said to the man, "You are not worthy to ask this question."

The headed cavalry man and Xuan looked at each other, sparks flickered in the eyes of the two, and they both stared at each other for a long time: "You'd better take back what you just said."

At this time, Murong Lanxuan narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his head to look at the sleeping woman, she moved slightly, as if her dream was disturbed by the quarrel between these two people.

"Shut up." Murong Lanxuan said, he flew out of the carriage, his body was flying in the air, and he took off a few leaves and threw them out, and saw the leaves flying past the guards headed by the cavalry, Finally he was thrown to the ground.

"Ah..." Apparently he was thrown off by Murong Lanxuan under unknown circumstances, and Murong Lanxuan just used the inner strength of a few leaves to make him fall down.

The others were all taken aback. It seemed that Murong Lanxuan really lived up to his reputation. They didn't dare to breathe, but the man who fell on the ground looked at his wrist and felt pain on it. However, when he stretched out his hand and saw the fallen leaves, he saw His flesh was cut.

There was actually a trace of black blood on the wounded place. Although it was not poisonous, Murong Lanxuan's internal force could cut off his hand sutras. Thinking of this, he couldn't help being startled.And there was a mark on his mouth, with a trace of blood oozing from it.

"Who is making noise here?" Murong Lanxuan said, turning around to look at these people, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

All the people present were intimidated by Murong Lanxuan's domineering aura, and they didn't dare to breathe. Just because he got out of the carriage just now, and with his martial arts that can directly kill people with a few flying leaves, they must have None of them are Murong Lanxuan's opponents.

"You are the Ninth Prince?" At this moment, the man in the lead stood up from the ground, and he walked up to Murong Lanxuan, but he was a little timid.

Murong Lanxuan watched but did not speak, but Xuan Yi and the other guards saw Murong Lanxuan standing on the ground, and they all got off their horses one after another. When the master's feet were on the ground, they couldn't look at each other from the top of the horse. They have the minimum respect for their master.

"Do you have any questions?" Murong Lanxuan didn't like people asking these useless questions repeatedly, and what he disdained the most was coming to work, and he didn't even know who the other party was.

Xuan San's sword flicked out, and said to the man's neck: "Bold, you don't kneel down when you see the Ninth Prince."

When he was speaking, his legs swept across, bending the man's knees, making him kneel in front of Murong Lanxuan, but Murong Lanxuan ignored him at all, as if he was admiring the surrounding scenery, and seemed to be in deep thought with something.

"People from the Western Regions, if you dare to come to the Central Plains, you must have more than these cavalry. How many people have come?" Murong Lanxuan murmured in a low voice, but everyone was startled, not understanding what Murong Lanxuan was talking about.

However, the leading man and other people admired Murong Lanxuan even more. After all, they didn't say anything, but Murong Lanxuan knew their identities. Not only that, before they did it, they didn't even show their martial arts. Murong Lanxuan could actually see where they came from, it seemed that Murong Lanxuan really had a well-deserved reputation.

"May I ask how the Ninth Prince knew that we were cavalry from the Western Regions?" The man who was beaten was also convinced, and asked Murong Lanxuan directly. They are straightforward and never like to procrastinate. He has always been curious about this matter. And trying to figure out what's going on.

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