Hearing the man's extremely magnetic and evil voice, Jiu'er's heart trembled. He immediately raised his head and burst into tears, "Please help me, Your Highness. Concubine Xue just sent someone to Yilan Palace to ask for help."
The needle pricked my beauty, and even overturned a side hall of Yilan Palace. Now my beauty is seriously injured, and I would like to invite Your Highness to come and have a look."
Upon hearing this, Chu Wuyou raised his brows coldly, and the corners of his bright red lips suddenly filled with a thorn-like cold light. He glanced coldly at Chang Le, who was standing tall under the laurel tree in the distance.
At this time, Changle was standing calmly, holding a branch of sweet-scented osmanthus in his hand, lowering his head and sniffing it. It looked more delicate than the flower.
I heard her eyes widen, and while sniffing the delicate flowers, she chuckled and said: "It's so artificial!"
"Who are you saying is pretentious? My beauty was injured in the first place, and you were there at the time. The side palace was overthrown in a fight between you and Concubine Xue! Now that you see me coming to beg His Highness, you feel resentful, dissatisfied and jealous, right?
Don’t think I can’t see that you just want to compete with my beauty for a man, you shameless woman! Bah!”
Jiu'er seemed to be poked into the center of things. Hearing Chang Le's sarcastic words, Jiu'er turned his eyes in anger and scolded her.
After saying the last shameless sentence, she gave Chang Le a fierce "poof".
At this time, the extremely beautiful man in the jade sedan chair, his sharp sword eyebrows had already been filled with ice, and his narrow red lips showed the ultimate coldness, "Someone, drag her down and chop her down!"
After saying that, he felt a bloodthirsty chill all over his body. It was the anger of a bloodthirsty man with an imperial temperament. With a cold hug, someone came forward to drag Jiuer away.
Jiu'er didn't expect that she would be killed just by saying these words. She was so frightened that she stared at Chu Wuyou, "Your Highness, please spare your life. I know your mistake. I will never dare to do it again. Your Highness, please spare my life once."
, I still have to serve the beauty!"
Under the shadow of the flowers, Chang Le had lowered his head and closed his eyes, slightly smelling the fragrance of the sweet-scented osmanthus, pretending not to see Jiu'er. Jiu'er had evil intentions and wanted to climb high, and was always trying to provoke a fight between her and her sister.
Such people, even if they don't deserve to die, will never be allowed to stay.
She knew that Jiu'er's character was extreme, narrow-minded, impulsive and venomous, so she just casually called her pretentious, which aroused her competitive spirit.
No, she was yelling at him like this, and the prince of the empire, who couldn't tolerate even a little bit of sand, saw it. It would be strange if he didn't deal with her.
Killing was a very casual thing for him. It was only strange that Jiuer hit the muzzle of the gun that he shouldn't have hit.
If you want to survive in this palace, you must be prepared to die at any time.
At this time, no matter how Jiu'er cried and begged for mercy, Chu Wuyou always looked indifferent, and the guards behind him were already preparing to drag Jiu'er down.
Suddenly, Jiu'er glared at Chang Le angrily, turned his eyes and shouted at Chu Wuyou, "Your Highness, don't kill me. I know their sisters' deeds and their secrets. As long as you don't kill me, I will give them to you."
Tell you."
For a moment, Chang Le raised his eyes coldly. This Jiu'er knew everything about her and her sister, including the time when she pretended to be her sister and sang "Lake Flowers by the Water".
Suddenly, she stepped forward quickly, pulled the guards away, grabbed Jiu'er's chin with her palm, and shouted at her with a cold look: "What do you want to frame us for? You haven't hurt my sister enough? You
Don’t you just want to say that I want to take my sister out of the palace and go home privately? My sister has lived alone in the palace for so long. Why does she miss home? Can’t I take her back? His Highness is here now, and I will talk to him personally