Abandoned Concubine of a Cold-Blooded Prince

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Although we just met Ling Wang by chance, we can't even talk about knowing each other.

At this time, she regarded Ling Wang as her savior in her life, every time she was in trouble, he would appear, Mingsihe smiled.

"King Ling...help me." She shouted loudly, but the voice that came out of her mouth was so small that she couldn't even hear it.

Her voice was hoarse, her throat was thirsty, and her mouth was a little chapped. She kept crawling outside, but found that Ling Wang was talking with others more and more quietly.She was a little desperate, if he wasn't there, who should she turn to for help?She's fine, but if Hui'er has something to do, what should she do?

At this time, she saw a brick. She crawled over, picked up the brick with difficulty, and slammed it against the wall with a bang, making a loud crashing sound.

She kept crawling out, as if her body was out of control, as if out of her control, her legs couldn't use any strength at all, as long as she wanted to stand up, she would fall down.

Murong Ling walked down to Fuyu while talking, as if he heard someone calling him, but, in this Ninth Prince's Mansion, who really knows him?

He has been fighting at the border for a long time, and only returns to the capital once in a few months. There are very few people who have seen him, and no one in this mansion knows him at all. However, he really vaguely heard someone calling his name.

"Boss Fu, I'll go by myself, you can do your work first." Murong Ling stopped at this moment, turned around and said to Fuyu.In fact, Fuyu is the manager of the house, and he is very busy with big and small things all day.

The income, expenses, and many miscellaneous things of the house all belong to Fuyu.And Murong Ling naturally knew it too, so he said it caringly.

"Well, Ling Wang just needs to go forward along this path, then turn left and go forward, and soon he will be able to reach the attic where the prince is." After Fuyu said, he retreated. In fact, he was alone today. The busiest day of the month, plus it was the day after his master's wedding, and there were other things to arrange, such as sending gifts back to the princess's natal home the day after tomorrow.

In fact, the prince does not intend to let the princess go back to the mansion tomorrow, so he can only arrange for his servants to send some gifts to him, which is considered as a little kindness from the prince and the princess.

"There is a manager of labor and welfare." Murong Ling said, and after watching Fuyu go away, he turned his head and looked for the source of the voice.

He has always been able to hear vaguely. He has practiced martial arts for a long time, so his hearing is much better than that of ordinary people. As long as there is some trouble, he can feel it. He feels that it is not his hallucination, but that someone is really calling him. With a crying voice.

He walked forward, only to find that this was an attic, and "Yuchen Pavilion" was written on the front of the arch. He remembered that he had been to the mansion a year ago, but he had never found this place.

It seems that Murong Lanxuan's changes are really great, and the changes in the house really make him shake his head. His younger brother has always been like this, unrestrained, but in Murong Ling's eyes, Murong Lanxuan is not only like this on the outside.

"You...Miss Ming?" When Murong Ling walked in, he saw a person crawling on the ground, her clothes were stained, and her hands were covered in blood, and they were still clutching. Sand, but the blood stains from the grinding are amazing.

Mingsihe stopped moving, she lay on the ground and looked up at the sky, she heard Murong Ling's voice, he was calling her, everything was just in her imagination, he went far away, and no one would come to rescue him She, she should have thought about it a long time ago, did Murong Lanxuan want to marry her out of his sincerity?Now it seems that she is self-indulgent.

She thought that someone would save her, that he and she were just helping each other, it seems that she was thinking too much, Murong Lanxuan was not with her at all, what kind of harm would he do to her before he accepted it? hand?

"Miss Ming, why are you here?" Murong Ling took a big step and walked to Mingsihe's side, and he recognized this person as Mingsihe from a distance.

There may be many people in this world who look alike, but there are really very few people who, like her, have a feeling that even Murong Ling can't describe.Especially after meeting him twice, there are not many people he can remember.

"You... King Ling?" Mingsihe thought she had heard it wrong, but when she looked up at the sky, she found that Murong Ling was right in front of her eyes, constantly zooming in before her eyes, she thought she had misread However, she was lifted up by him.

This man is the savior in her life, he will appear every time when she is in trouble, and will appear beside her every time. She looked at this man with some excitement, and touched his face with her hand , It's really him, Murong Ling.

"King Ling, save me." Her voice was weak, and she was in Murong Ling's arms. At this moment, she was no different from a man or a woman, and some only wanted to find someone to rely on.

She just wanted to rely on it like this, looking for that sense of security, and not letting anyone come to hurt her.She occupied someone else's body, mourned and reunited for someone else, and suffered extraordinary pain for someone else. Is it her sin, or is it God's punishment for her... Punishment for a lifetime is not enough, but she must be passed through, endless reincarnation, Constantly tortured, her heart is very small and fragile, she really doesn't know how long she can last.

She has only one wish, which is to make herself stronger, so that those who have hurt her can taste the hurt she has suffered.

"Okay, okay." Murong Ling hugged her and got up, turned around and wanted to walk out of Yuchen Pavilion, but Mingsihe pulled his clothes.

Murong Ling stopped in her tracks, not knowing what she was going to say, she put her head on Murong Ling's shoulder, and whispered in his ear: "Go into the house...save...save her."

In fact, she is not important, at least her injury is not important, but Huier is different, if her face, a woman's face is destroyed, how will she behave in the future?Hui'er is only in her teens, so young, unlike her, who has experienced wind and rain, and has long been used to others looking at her strangely.

"Okay." Although Murong Ling didn't know who she was talking about, he still walked towards the main house with Mingsihe in his arms.

What greeted Murong Ling's eyelids was bright red, it was a new house, and the most frightening thing was that there was a person lying on the ground, his blood was already stained red, the room was a bit messy, as if he had fought with someone .

"It's her, King Ling, please save her." Mingsihe pointed at Hui'er on the ground with a glance, and now she put all her hopes on Murong Ling.

If Murong Ling didn't save Hui'er, no one would come again.She finally knew what it was like to be in the cold palace, that is to say that every day should not be done, and that the earth will not work.

Your life and death, your life, have long been ignored by others.Just like in this world, there is no such a person at all, and there will be no one to control your death and life, and you will live and die by yourself. /

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