Abandoned Concubine of a Cold-Blooded Prince

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"Who are you?" She asked instinctively, but she couldn't get an answer. Yi Qianzi only felt that his gaze was more like a sharp sword, piercing straight through her heart, making her stiffen her spine involuntarily.

Such a cold man, does she owe him millions?She was muttering in her heart, and her body moved slightly.

"Get out." The man's low voice was in the room, revealing the consistent order and dignity.

"Did you hear that, I tell you to go away." The woman on the bed looked at Yi Qianzi proudly, the brand marks all over her body showed that she was the king's woman.

The sexy and plump body is constantly teasing the man.

"Boring." Yi Qianzi stood up. Although she was in pain, she knew that she would not leave, and she might get a needle's eye in the next second.

Watching the live version of male and female XXOO, although she is not inexperienced, her ears are red when she looks at it.The man didn't change his face, but the woman seemed to enjoy it, and didn't take her as an outsider in her eyes at all.

She wanted to figure out how she got here. Thinking of this, she looked around the house, and finally opened the door to leave.

"I don't want to say it a second time, so get out of here." The man gently circled his hand, pinching the woman's chin on the bed, with anger throbbing in his eyes.

The inexplicable anger made the woman on the bed startled, when did she offend the prince?But she tactfully shut her mouth and dared not ask further questions.

"Yes." She didn't dare to wear any clothes, but she just wrapped a thin weft yarn, got out of the bed, knelt down on her knees, put her hands on the ground, knelt down to the man like a dog, and then crawled out. Room.

This series of events stunned Yi Qianzi, and she also forgot her thought of leaving.This man is too cold, like a devil, his sharp eyes are as cold as arrows...

"Come here." The tone of the order does not allow others to refuse.

"If it's okay, I'll go first." She thought for a while, and said politely, she was in a particularly bad mood, no matter what tricks he was playing, she didn't know why she was here, but, too much entanglement, Can't bear the hurt in her heart.

She was hurt, she didn't know where to get up, all she thought of was escaping, leaving all the places where there were people, what she needed was quiet, like this man playing women's tricks, she knew she couldn't afford it.

"Say it again, come here." Murong Lanxuan didn't speak, but just glanced lightly at Yi Qianzi.His dark eyes were as deep as a cold pool, and the plain cold air in his body made Yi Qianzi gasp.

She took a step back with her little feet, turned around and was about to leave.She couldn't bear this oppressive atmosphere, and this man made people feel that there was an unprecedented fear in front of him.

She was actually afraid, someone who was obviously not afraid of death, but because of this man's eyes, she wanted to run away?

In less than a second, Yi Qianzi left with her front foot, and before her back foot stepped out, her body was tightly held by a strong hand, which threw her in.

"Ah... what are you doing?" She blurted out, and she was a little annoyed because of the man's rude behavior.

Murong Lanxuan just smiled faintly, and his slender fingers slowly slid across Yi Zifu's cheeks: "Mingsihe, what do you think this king wants to do?"

Boom... what did he say?He actually called her Mingsihe?And this king?He has been insisting on this king, this king. Could it be that she is dead and her soul is gone?An inexplicable thought came to her mind, she was startled, she looked up at the man's indifferent smiling face, obviously he was smiling, but it made her feel abnormally bloodthirsty.

"You said my name is Mingsihe? Then who are you?" Her name is Yi Qianzi, it's messed up, the whole world seems to be messed up.

To her rhetorical question, Murong Lanxuan was not angry for the first time in his life: "Murong Lanxuan." Murong Lanxuan said lightly.His face was calm, showing no emotion,

His fingertips gently lifted her chin, and the coldness from his fingertips brought her back to her senses. She raised her head and stared blankly at the man in front of her, Murong Lanxuan. A sense of fear suddenly surged over his unusually handsome face. heart.

Yi Qianzi fell to the ground, and Murong Lanxuan looked down at her, as if she was a king.She shook off his hand and got up, the movement was too big, only the apron she wore on her body was torn apart, but she was so anxious that she didn't notice it.

Murong Lanxuan looked at her exposed white skin, and the looming plumpness, making people want to step forward and rub her hands tightly, pampering her.

Damn it, Murong Lanxuan actually has an urge to conquer her looming plumpness. This is the first time that Murong Lanxuan doesn't need a woman to tease her, but her lower body has the reaction that a man should have when it gets hot.

"Mr. Murong, can I leave now?" Men and women are equal, no matter where she is now, she wants to leave immediately, no matter whether this man is Murong Lanxuan or someone else.

She propped herself up and got up, Xiao Mo stroked her slender neck lightly, the strength suddenly increased: "Leave?"

In front of him, Murong Lanxuan, she actually said she wanted to leave?

He is Murong Lanxuan, the Ninth Prince of the Southern Dynasty. However, the Southern Dynasty has not yet established a crown prince. The current emperor has four sons and five daughters. Unfortunately, not many survive.

The ninth prince, Murong Lanxuan, was named Prince Long, the seventh prince, Murong Ling, was named King Ling, the third prince, Murong Mingyue, was named Moon King, and the fifth prince, who was most favored by the emperor, was named Prince Tong.

King Ling held the military power in his hand and led the army of the Southern Dynasties to win battles again and again. He was highly valued by the emperor. However, Prince Murong Lan Xuanlong was cold-blooded and ruthless. However, he became one of the members of Lixuan Prince.

"Cough...cough... let me go." Seeing the sunshine outside, she suddenly felt that it is a good thing to be able to breathe, it is good to be alive, she does not want to die in the hands of this man, the only chance is to survive .

Murong Lanxuan pinched her neck with one hand, his face full of indifference.However, her breathing became more and more difficult, she closed her eyes tightly, struggled subconsciously with her hands and feet, and pinched Murong Lanxuan's arm fiercely.

"You damned whore, let me go." Murong Lanxuan let go of her, she gasped for breath, but didn't know that the disaster came out of her mouth.

Murong Lanxuan grabbed her long hair with one hand and knocked her head against the bronze mirror, his face was still expressionless.Blood was slowly flowing down her forehead, and Yi Qianzi's eyes were blurred.She struggled to wipe away the blood that seeped into her eyes.

Is this her?The pain on her forehead made her look more awake and calm.It seemed as if something was pouring in from her mind, was it a memory?Is it a memory belonging to another person?Her head really hurts, but is the person in the mirror her?

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