Supreme Killer Concubine: Feng Po Jiuxiao

Zhuge Canglan's body was trembling, and the warmth that was most cherished in the deepest part of his heart gradually began to burn, and two vague words came out involuntarily from his throat: "Wu...sheng..."

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in the chest, Zhuge Canglan's beaten body flew up and fell backwards, and fell heavily on the grass.

The person who was pinned down by her just a second ago got up quickly, came to Zhuge Canglan, and kicked her off the slope.

His body rolled down from a high place like a stone, Zhuge Canglan's mind was always muddled, and those days in the lifeless land kept flashing before his eyes.

Even the physical pain couldn't bring her back to her senses. Those eyes were so similar, not only similar, but they were almost the same, and the facial features, that face, would be more similar if they were a little fairer.

The torch was shaking in the distance, and a rough voice came: "Prince...Prince..."

The man who kicked Zhuge Canglan down the slope put two fingers to his lips and whistled loudly, then the torch quickly moved to this side.

He walked down the slope and shouted arrogantly: "Didn't you be quite courageous just now? Why don't you move now? This prince tells you that you can't pretend to be dead..."

Zhuge Canglan was still silent in the shock just now, unable to hear his words at all, his eyes covered by black hair looked at the face on the top of his head that was too similar to Wusheng.

Soon, the sound of horseshoes came from far and near, and a few Hanhai people with torches got on their horses and galloped towards this side. After seeing the man who claimed to be a prince, the horse jumped off and landed steadily. Get down on one knee on the ground.

The person kneeling at the front said respectfully: "Your Highness, both Khan and Yanshi are looking for you. Mr. Su came back today, and Khan is inviting him to a banquet. Yanshi wants you to go to the banquet too."

He snatched the horsewhip from the man's hand, whipped him hard, and angrily said: "Mr. Su is back, didn't you tell this prince earlier?"

The person who was beaten didn't dare to move, and hurriedly replied: "The prince, Mr. Su, only arrived in the evening. At that time, you hadn't returned to the royal court. The servants also searched for you for a long time before they found you."

"Come here, tie her up and take her back, we'll go back to the royal court immediately..."

Several servants saw Zhuge Canglan on the ground and asked curiously: "Prince, who is this? It seems to be a woman?"

"Woman who dares to hit the prince, hmph... I want to see what you look like." He avoided the torch in the servant's hand with his left hand, squatted down, grabbed Zhuge Canglan's hair with his right hand, and wiped the hair on her face. All the hair is brushed away.

The torch was brought close to Zhuge Canglan's face, that cold and beautiful face was fully exposed under the light of the fire, like a pearl just taken out of an oyster, exuding an indelible beauty.

Several servants suddenly exclaimed.

"The prince... she... is so beautiful, like the moon in the sky..."

"Better than the moon in the sky, this is the fairy in the Han population, right?"

The prince suppressed the astonishment in his eyes, raised his chin, and said contemptuously: "Huh, how beautiful is it? Is it even more beautiful than my mother?"

The servant hurriedly replied flatteringly: "Of course, Mrs. Yan... is the most beautiful woman in our Hanhai Kingdom..."

This answer obviously satisfied the prince, so that he kindly let go of the hand that was holding Zhuge Canglan's hair, and asked arrogantly: "Who are you? Why hasn't this prince seen you before?"

(Eight)