【Havoc at the Imperial Hospital】I want you to ask for a monthly pass【147】
On the high eaves, the enchanting sunset shines lightly.
A man stood calmly on the eaves, his long hair hanging down to his bare horns, dancing in the wind, as if he was about to ride the wind and fly away.
Dressed in white, as holy as blood, she stands in the wind, her skirt flowing gracefully.
The eyes are like mist, clear and peaceful. The skin is like gelatin, and the skin is as smooth as ice.
Looking from a distance, he looks like an orchid in an empty valley, as if he is the beauty of the world, integrating the essence of millions of things into one body. It seems that everyone feels ashamed in front of her.
Behind her, seven young women stood in a row.
Looking at the raging fire in Nian Mansion, there was a bit of schadenfreude in his eyes.
But the woman looked at the figure walking away. There was a trace of displeasure hidden deep in her lustrous eyes.
"Dean, how could the fourth prince fall in love with that kind of girl? With her beauty, she is not even worthy of carrying your shoes." The woman in yellow on the far right spoke first, her voice was like a bird's cry, very pleasant to the ear.
"That's right, the Fourth Prince's vision has become worse recently." The woman in red next to him agreed.
"Yard, why do you dare to come all the way to do this kind of thing yourself? Just leave it to us. As for that girl, I can crush her to death with one hand." The woman in purple had a charming tone, but her eyes were very serious.
Brutal.
It was she who came up with the method to burn the Nian Mansion.
As for whether there are still people alive in Nian Mansion who died together, that has nothing to do with her.
"Destroy the corpse." The woman who looked like a fairy had slightly curved lips and a gentle and gorgeous smile. She was so beautiful that she confounded all living beings. Her words were cold and cold. Her pure and cold beautiful eyes were profound and unpredictable.
"Yes." All the women responded in unison, with a strange chill in their eyes.
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death row.
It was dark and damp, with a rotten smell of death everywhere.
Many people died in this gloomy and horrific place before they could be executed.
In the deepest part of the death cell, the dim light of the fire was looming.
On the cold ground, I saw a woman lying close to the ground, her eyes closed and her beauty frowning.
The eyelashes, which were like butterfly wings, were slightly curled and raised, thick but deeply black. Taking advantage of the dim firelight, they cast a soft arc on her pretty little face.
Wearing a light blue emerald smoked sweater, it clung to her exquisite body, and a faint tremor could be seen.
"Aren't you awake yet?" A majestic voice sounded in the silent prison.
The woman lying on the ground, her little face wrinkled up, seemed to be extremely unhappy that her sleep was disturbed.
She opened her eyes slightly, and with a hint of wariness deep in her sleepy eyes, she glanced around coldly, focusing on the person standing in front of her.
This person is wearing a gorgeous soft gold silk robe, embroidered with glittering gold fragments, and the hem of the luxurious soft robe is layered and gleaming.
A pair of bright eyes are as dazzling as the stars in the sky, shining with a look of disdain on all things, revealing a noble and unparalleled domineering and arrogant attitude.
A bright smile appeared on the corner of the lips, the vermilion lips exuded a lustrous luster, and the corners of the mouth were curled up in an evil way.
Similar faces, but completely different brilliance.
"Is it you?" she said, her voice hoarse, perhaps smoked by the fire.
"In this world, who else can save you besides me?" No longer suave and gentle, the person in front of him was uncharacteristically arrogant and domineering, making people angry.
"Save me?" The woman didn't rush to get up. She simply found a comfortable position and sat there lazily. The corners of her lips curled up slightly and she said "save me", which was full of ridicule.
"If I hadn't come to the rescue, do you think you would have been able to escape the world she created?" He bent down, staring at the woman in front of him with his bright starry eyes, hoping to see from her face,
Looking for a hint of fear.
It's a pity that the eyes that regained consciousness were gleaming and indifferent, and the expression on his face was indifferent. The corners of his mouth curved up in a cold and mocking way, and his aura was actually a bit more arrogant than him.
He clearly doesn't look like an imprisoned prisoner.
Except for the untimely dust on her face, her dark and proud beautiful phoenix eyes are still extremely charming.
"The weasel is just giving New Year greetings to the chicken. If you are kind-hearted, why bother imprisoning the envoy here?" She finally stood up slowly, staring at the man in front of her with cold eyes, her voice was hoarse with a hint of laziness, itching, and seemed to want to seduce.
Human heart and soul.
"Your Majesty, your words are wrong." The man leaned forward slightly, his handsome face was less than an inch away from the pretty little face. His eyes were shiny and translucent, and his black pupils were like the deep sea, with a hint of unpredictability in their depth.
"It's in vain that I have spent so much effort to cross the sea for you. I want to find a corpse similar to yours, but it's very troublesome." His arrogant momentum subsided, and his gentle voice was like gurgling water.
"Are you making people think I'm dead?" The lazy voice suddenly turned cold, and the cold eyes suddenly turned violent.
Zhong Xiaoxiao, who was inexplicably brought to this death row from the Nian Mansion, suddenly became furious.
I haven't had time to overthrow his lair, but it's better for him. Is he really addicted to causing trouble for himself if he is so evil?
Zhong Xiaoxiao thought that Xuanyuan was just taking her away from the Nian Mansion, but she didn't know that this person had such sinister intentions and even faked the scene of his own death.
Her slightly pale face was cold and cold. Her dark pupils were as dark as ink jade. She looked at Xuanyuan Jue with murderous intent in her eyes.
If Doubao knew that his mother was no longer alive, she couldn't imagine how her precious son would react?
"What do you want?" His tone was cold, and the leisurely laziness he had just lost instantly. In his heart, he only hoped that Dark Night Liuguang would be smarter and could hide Doubao from him.
It's just a small cage, how can it trap her, the King of Poisons? This guy who is just an eyesore in front of her, provokes her again and again, what is the purpose?
"I want you!" His lustrous glazed eyes were fixed on the solemn smiling face in front of him. He was no longer unfamiliar with that cold murderous aura.
However, in his eyes, all this is really nothing to be afraid of. His handsome face is even closer, and his cold phoenix eyes reflect his cheerful face. The corners of his lips are slightly hooked, gentle and affectionate, but inexplicably...
With a hint of evil and arrogance.
There are clearly two extremes, but on his face, they are extremely harmonious.
"I'm afraid you can't afford it." Zhong Xiaoxiao retreated calmly. The charming and rich ambergris on his body made her feel a little nauseous.
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Dear friends, I'm sorry, it's such a late chapter. I only wrote it after the little baby fell asleep. The update in the early morning of tomorrow will not be scheduled regularly. Yaoyao continues to type.