Abandoned Concubine of a Cold-Blooded Prince

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While Murong Lanxuan was stepping in, Bukuilou's work never stopped, he didn't even look at Murong Lanxuan directly.

For this man's calmness, Mingsihe really added a little more admiration to him.

And Hui'er followed Murong Lanxuan, desperately shaking her head towards Mingsihe, Mingsihe saw that Hui'er hadn't rested behind Murong Lanxuan, in fact, she felt sorry for this girl.

She was really moved by what Hui'er did to her, and she didn't like that others kept guarding outside, making her feel that she was monitoring her every move.

Regarding the existence of Huier, it made her think of the Ming family and the second wife, Li Xiao. Everything was a mystery. She was only moved by Huier's behavior, but she was moved because her reason had always existed. .

Fuyu also heard Mingsihe's constant yelling outside the door: "Hey, don't mess around." "Shut up" "Take it easy."

Fuyu's face was sweating, and Hui'er had been guarding outside the door and didn't dare to rest, but she also heard this. She thought that Mingsihe was having an affair with this man.

In fact, Murong Lanxuan was outside early in the morning, but he didn't intend to come in. The reflection from the inside of the house was reflected on the paper door, allowing him to see every move inside, but he was waiting for something until she screamed Yelling, and those unintelligible words.

"You... it hurts." Mingsihe originally wanted to ask why Murong Lanxuan was here, but the pain in her hand made her completely awake. He is her husband, and he needs a reason for coming. ?

However, there was an extra man in her room, in Murong Lanxuan's eyes, it was indeed abnormal.

At this time, Bu Kuilou was very calm, he just looked at Murong Lanxuan coldly, but ignored him, and just continued to do the work at hand.He quickly pressed Ming Sihe's hand into the alcohol to eliminate the poison gas in her hand, but the tip of her hand was burnt by the alcohol, which hurt her heart.

"Shut up." Bu Kuilou yelled at her angrily, Mingsihe gritted his teeth and dared not yell again, Murong Lanxuan was standing not far from her.

She didn't have the heart to worry about Bukuilou's safety, but what should she do with her own?

However, her eyes were attracted by her hands. All ten fingers were covered with blood. Although they were sterilized by alcohol, the pain did not subside. The ten fingers seemed to be torn apart, and they were no longer formed. She Tears flowed, isn't she ruined?

"Come here, wrap it up." Bu Kui Lou said to Hui'er lazily, and Hui'er just recovered from it. She looked at Mingsihe's ten fingers, feeling a little unbearable.

If it were her, she wouldn't dare to do that, she just wanted to help Third Miss clean the sand in her nails, and she really didn't dare to trim her, otherwise, every knife would be like piercing into her flesh.

However, the man in the red dress did it, and he was clean and upright. She had to admire this man. At the same time, Huier also took a look at Bu Kuilou. This man was indeed not bad, but how did Mingsihe know him? Woolen cloth?

"En." Hui'er stepped forward in response, her face was hurting so naturally she didn't dare to speak more, but when she walked to Bu Kui Lou's side, Bu Kui Lou grabbed her hand, and she pulled her hand away. However, his hand was grabbed by Bukuilou again.

Mingsihe was frightened by this series of actions, did Kuilou take a fancy to Huier in this step?However, according to her understanding of him, he probably wouldn't like Huier's type, but he was indeed holding Huier's little hand in public. Although it was only for a short while, everyone could see clearly.

"It seems that I underestimated you." At this moment, Bu Kuilou spoke, but he didn't know whether he was speaking to Murong Lanxuan or Hui'er.

Ming Sihe noticed that Huier's hand shook slightly, and she grasped her fingers more forcefully, pinching her painfully, but she still didn't cry out despite the pain, she secretly looked at Huier.

At this moment, Mingsihe really hoped that she was thinking too much, she shouldn't doubt Huier, what Huier did for her today has proved that she is not a bad person, she must be suspicious.

"Who does this king say, so it's you." Murong Lanxuan raised his eyebrows lightly and glanced at Bukuilou. They had met once, but that was many years ago.

Murong Lanxuan's martial arts in this life has never been lost to others, even King Ling has been defeated by his subordinates, but the man in front of him has connected hundreds of moves with him and even tied with him. No difference.

After that one time, Murong Lanxuan never saw this person again, but tonight, he found his existence in Mingsihe's room, and he must be very ambiguous with Mingsihe, and even healed her hand injury , released poisonous blood, Murong Lanxuan couldn't help thinking about this series of questions.

In fact, Murong Lanxuan didn't intend to keep the poisonous blood in her body all the time, that's why he came here. I don't know if it was luck or misfortune, but he saw Bukui Tower.

"The Ninth Prince doesn't welcome you?" Bu Kuilou smiled coldly. He did have admiration for Murong Lanxuan, but he still had to put the overall situation first.

Stepping into the gate of the Southern Dynasty again this time, he knew how heavy the task was on him.

"Hui'er, take it easy." Listening to their conversation, Mingsihe was also a little distracted, thinking about Murong Lanxuan, Bukuilou, Huier and the others, but suddenly pointed With a sharp pain, she regained consciousness.

Hui'er nodded, she was indeed a little absent-minded, that's why she was clumsy.After a while, Hui'er helped Mingsihe bandage her fingers, and at the same time, the acupuncture points on Mingsihe's body were untied. I don't know if it was just the right time, or if it was just the right time, or if Bukuilou had acupuncture points in the air. This man who appeared mysteriously was even more admirable.

"Fuyu, serve the wine." Murong Lanxuan shouted loudly, Fuyu looked at the man in the red dress behind Murong Lanxuan, although he was not from the world, he still knew some rules.

Especially for a person like Bukuilou, who walks without the slightest sound and is imposing, it seems that this person must have a lot of background, and Fuyu naturally dare not underestimate him.

"My lord, are you going to hold a banquet at Yuchen Pavilion?" Fuyu asked again, wondering where Murong Lanxuan was going to entertain guests?

Murong Lanxuan thought for a while, then laughed with Bu Kuilou, no one knew what they were laughing at, only knew that they were not friends, but they didn't look like enemies either.

"Of course it's here." Murong Lanxuan said, turned around and walked out with a flick of his sleeves, leaving the beaming room. Lan Xuan left.

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