Abandoned Concubine of a Cold-Blooded Prince

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Mingsihe followed Murong Lanxuan's gaze, and saw the man covering his heart with his hands, spitting out a mouthful of blood, with a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.

"I'm afraid you're dead, and I want to be a widow." Ming Sihe glanced at the narcissistic Murong Lanxuan, and she suddenly felt better, for unknown reasons.

She also found inconceivably that her mood suddenly improved. She smiled and stood in Murong Lanxuan's arms. I don't know if it was because Murong Lanxuan was not injured, or because the other party was not dead either?She didn't know, she only knew that she was in an indescribable mood at this moment.

"Haha." Murong Lanxuan laughed loudly when he heard her words, no one knew why Murong Lanxuan laughed so happily all of a sudden.

Murong Lanxuan's voice kept echoing in the rain, but quickly disappeared.

"What else do you want to say?" Murong Lanxuan said to the injured killer. It was the first time he encountered such martial arts, and every move and style was very strange, and, fast, accurate, ruthless, If he didn't pay attention, Murong Lanxuan would have been defeated by him long ago.

"There is nothing to say." The man was defeated, so he naturally admitted defeat. It was the first time someone defeated him, and this person was actually Murong Lanxuan.If it wasn't for Murong Lanxuan being his opponent, he would have made Murong Lanxuan his friend, but there was no such opportunity again.

A killer never recognizes a friend, but once he recognizes a friend, he will give up his heart.He only speaks one word of righteousness, so once the killer recognizes his friend, he will be in a dilemma.

"Come on, take him down." Murong Lanxuan said to Xuan Yi, and Xuan Yi stepped forward after returning to his senses, while several other people also stepped forward, surrounding the black-clothed killer.

Mingsihe was startled, would Murong Lanxuan kill this person?However, she hasn't asked him what he is going to do, but she knows very well that if a person can risk his life to save her, he must have a certain connection with Mingsihe, and she can't let him die like this .

As soon as she rolled her eyes, she pulled Murong Lanxuan by the sleeve and said, "Murong Lanxuan, can you promise me not to kill him?"

The black-clothed killer was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect Mingsihe to intercede for him.No one would ever intercede for him, even if he was caught, his companions would not come to rescue him, if he wanted to live, he could only escape by his own ability.From childhood to adulthood, he has always been like this, time and time again, he has come out by himself, otherwise, he would not be where he is today.

Murong Lanxuan was not surprised at Mingsihe's intercession. A woman like her has always been weak-hearted. How could he, Murong Lanxuan's woman, be like this?

"Oh, then the king wants to hear what reason my concubine has for not killing him?" Murong Lanxuan hugged her body tighter, letting her stick to his.

She looked at Murong Lanxuan smiling, but she could feel that Murong Lanxuan was actually angry from the way he hugged her and said, he was angry that she pleaded for mercy in front of so many people for a man.

"I just think it would be a pity if he died like this. Besides, since he came to look for me, should we find out the purpose of his trip? If he really died like this, the clues will be gone." It's broken, I'm afraid there will be a next time." Mingsihe said, she seemed to be very scared, her head was buried in Murong Lanxuan's arms, but she was smiling.

She is afraid?Afraid of wool, she only knows that her path has never been with Murong Lanxuan, just like now, she and Murong Lanxuan are not on the same path, what she wants is her own, and Murong Lanxuan Maybe more is what I want.

"Then master?" Xuan Yi saw that Murong Lanxuan didn't speak, he was in a dilemma now, he didn't know which master to listen to.

Murong Lanxuan is his master and servant, but Mingsihe is Murong Lanxuan's wife. The relationship between these two people, in the eyes of everyone, is like looking at flowers in a fog, no matter how you look at it, you can't see clearly.

"Take it down first." Murong Lanxuan waved his hand, signaling for them to take the killer down, but he wanted to see Mingsihe's future actions.

As for her identity, is she really just the third lady of Hades?Murong Lanxuan's hand pinched her waist heavily. He tried it. She doesn't know martial arts, not even the most basic internal skills. How could she get involved with these people?What is the purpose of her Mingsi River?

What was she chasing Murong Lanxuan for two years?Is it to marry into the Nine Princes' Mansion?Or are there more unknown secrets?The person who came last night was Bu Meilou, a man who made Murong Lanxuan want to make friends, but a killer came tonight. Her life seems to be getting more and more interesting?

After seeing these people take that person down, Mingsihe breathed a sigh of relief. Although Murong Lanxuan was pinching her, she didn't even frown.

"My lord, then I'll go back to the house to rest first." Mingsihe was trembling all over her body. She was so cold that her teeth were chattering constantly. In the spring night, she was drenched in the rain for more than half an hour, and the wind was a bit strong. I'm afraid I can't bear it anymore.

The body is fine, but what about her hands?If all ten fingertips are inflamed, what will be the sequelae of her hands in the future?This is what she is most worried about. If a person has no hands, how will he live in the future?

She left Murong Lanxuan's arms, turned around and ignored Murong Lanxuan, and walked back to the house step by step, she could still feel Murong Lanxuan's eyes staring at her body all the time.

"Tonight, the king will not leave." Murong Lanxuan followed Mingsihe's footsteps and walked into her room. Hearing Murong Lanxuan's words, Mingsihe was taken aback for a moment, he is not leaving?Do you want to spend the night with her?

As long as she thinks of Murong Lanxuan, she can feel that he is like a beast or a devil, wanting her time and time again on her body. Whenever she thinks about it, her whole body trembles, and even her heart trembles. up.

"My lord, no..." She wanted to refuse, but Murong Lanxuan pushed the door open and walked in, not giving her a chance to refuse. She turned her head, only to see him lighting the oil lamp inside, and took out one by one. His wet clothes came off.

so open?Actually changing clothes in front of her?Mingsihe's face became hot, she turned her head away, but Murong Lanxuan turned her head and looked at her like this: "Does Aifei want the whole house to appreciate this king changing clothes?"

Mingsihe bit her lip, she finally entered the room and closed the door, but she didn't have the courage to look at Murong Lanxuan's body again, that body was completely firm and strong.

He was sitting on the edge of the bed, but she was standing at the door all wet, how could she change clothes when he was around?Besides, her hands had no strength at all to untie her dress.

"I...can you help me." She looked up at Murong Lanxuan, she couldn't even open the closet, if she didn't change clothes, would she be able to live tomorrow?

However, just after she spoke, when she saw the fire in Murong Lanxuan's eyes, she regretted and wanted to bite off her tongue.

"It is my honor to serve my concubine." Murong Lanxuan teased her in a rare way, stepped forward and generously stretched out her hand, and all her clothes were torn by him and scattered all over the floor.

It turned out that the Ninth Prince waited on others to change clothes, but he used...violence.

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