Murong Jue was still cold and frosty. When he saw her walking slowly in front of him, he looked at her coldly. His falcon eyes went all the way down from her head. After a quick glance, he said in a deep voice: "
The princess is so arrogant that she actually made me wait for you for several hours. Could it be that she is blaming her husband for doting on you too much last night?"
He seemed to have no memory of what he did to her last night, his voice was extremely calm, and his face had no abnormal color, only his eyes were radiating bloodthirsty light.
Qingcheng's heart felt as if he had been stabbed hard by his words. She would never forget the scene last night, but the words that came out of his mouth were so ordinary. Is this man a human being?
Qingcheng swallowed all the feelings in her heart, and she already had no idea what it was like. She was destined to be humble in front of him, not to be strong, because she couldn't afford to lose!
Qingcheng bowed slightly, lowered her eyes and said softly: "It is my fault for keeping the prince waiting for so long. I hope you will forgive me!" Her heart still hurt so much, even though it was numb, the feeling of being torn apart again made her tighten her sleeves.
in the palm of your hand.
Murong Juexin stood tall and tall, looking closely at her. Without the veil to cover her face, her beauty was as stunning as her name! But it was because of this face that her fate in this life became like this!
Murong Jue couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth when he heard her humility. He looked down at her and said, "Since you know your mistake, has the princess thought about how to be punished?" He said it calmly and his expression was indifferent.
Qingcheng, who was standing motionless, opened her eyes slightly when she heard what he said, and then she seemed to understand the meaning of his words.
She put away the shocked expression just now, lowered her eyes and no longer looked directly at him, and replied quietly: "Let the prince punish you!"
Faced with Qingcheng's submission at this moment, Murong Jue was not surprised at all. In his eyes, every move she made seemed to be within his expectation.
Murong Jue still had a thin smile on his lips, turned around and sat on the sandalwood chair beside him. At this moment, he didn't look at her, he just picked up the cold tea and took a sip, all his movements were elegant and noble.
As if he had already thought about how to punish her, he raised his eyes again when he put down the teacup in his hand. The dark light in his narrow eyes was fleeting, and the sharpness and ruthlessness made it impossible for people to catch it in time!
If he wants to punish her, he must accept it willingly, but this time...