Chapter 2

The man's chapped lips moved, and his voice was hoarse and gloomy.

"How long are you going to sit on this king's body?"

Mu Yuning was stunned, no wonder she felt that the quality of the bed boards in the palace was so poor that it hurt her buttocks.

Her eyes swept over the man's handsome face, and her brows were frowned.

This man was cut with a knife and ax and chiseled, with bright starry eyes, and there is a faint aura of a real dragon between his brows. The touch from the bottom of his buttocks shows that he is in excellent shape. It can be seen that Nu Wa's eccentricity when creating a human being, and he is alone in the upper class at this time The killer's piercing gaze bit her tightly, one glance could kill her!

He really deserves to be the Northern Jiang God of War!

Even though she had seen countless people, she couldn't hide her amazement.

However, his lips were cyanotic, his face was bloodless, and one of his right arm veins was severed, and he seemed to be dying.

Very strange.

Under the man's sinister gaze, Mu Yuning leaned out and sniffed at his lips.

A faint scent of sweetness came, making the thought in her eyes a little bit heavier.

This smell is very special, she has only smelled it in a kind of fake death medicine.

Jun Zhuoheng looked at the pair of eyes that were like small animals lying on her body, and frowned.

This woman!
What frivolity!

He cast his eyes down, pushed the woman away from him, and looked coldly at the servant who was still wrestling.

"Get out, my king!"

The young servant who was still fighting together just now became stiff as if struck by lightning, and his eyes became a little clearer.

What are they doing!
He actually fought for the princess in front of the prince!
Feeling the gaze piercing their backs like awns, the servants were frightened and ran out.

Mu Yuning looked at the man's red eyes, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Just now he was burning with anger, and his vitality leaked out, and she actually felt the aura of a leopard and primordial spirit in it!

She hurried forward and looked carefully at those dark eyes.

"Hey, have you seen a golden-spotted leopard lately?"

Jun Zhuoheng didn't answer, but just looked at the woman beside him coldly: "Why don't you get out?"

Mu Yuning frowned: "Why should I leave?"

Jun Zhuoheng's face darkened: "This is the king's residence!"

Mu Yuning didn't care at all: "But I was married and sent into this room. If there is no accident, this room is prepared for me, which means it belongs to me. If you want to leave...it should be you Just go."

As soon as the voice fell, the temperature in the room dropped a little more.

Jun Zhuoheng gloomily looked at this natural woman, and was about to reprimand her when a scorching breath surged up from her dantian.

He suddenly widened his eyes, and his voice seemed to be dripping ink.

"You drugged me?"

drug?

Mu Yuning was startled, and then thought of the joyful fragrance just now.

She came in late, so she didn't suffer much. This man didn't know how long he had been lying here, and he might have already taken medicine.

"not me."

"Not you?"

Jun Zhuoheng snorted coldly, obviously not believing it.

He has already found out some clues about what happened back then. This woman is so urgent and unscrupulous. It's hard to say that the Duke's House got some news, and the purpose is to conceive his seed in exchange for bargaining chips!

That being the case, then he will "fulfill" her!

With ruthlessness and desire in his eyes, Jun Zhuoheng suddenly turned over and pressed Mu Weining under him, "You can say some more sophistry, and see if you can convince me."

With a swipe, the heavy wedding dress was torn open.

Mu Yuning was startled, wanted to struggle but couldn't move.

Although the man's right arm was hanging limply, his left hand was like iron tongs, holding her tightly around her body.

As soon as Mu Yuning struggled, a sense of powerlessness surged up.

No.

She quickly made a formula in her hand, trying to subdue this man with the strange escapism she learned from her grandmother.

But no matter how many methods she used, the man's movements remained unchanged.

Oops!

I'm afraid that he has some kind of contract with the spirit leopard, and after being protected by the spirit leopard, he is now a different body and the same soul as himself, so he can't be hurt!
Seeing her terrified expression, Jun Zhuoheng's lips showed a hint of coldness: "Using such low-handed means to plot against the king, are you afraid now? It's a pity, it's too late!"

In a daze, she bit her lower lip tightly and squeezed out a word between her teeth.

"Jun Zhuoheng, I will remember this insult for you!"

She cursed secretly in her heart to the man who didn't know how to pity and cherish jade, she propped herself up, but stopped in surprise.

Although she was a little tired, for some reason, her body, which was like a candle in the wind, was much stronger now, not so weak.

Mu Yuning glanced at the already cold bed beside him, narrowing his eyes slightly.

She was very sure that this cheap husband was definitely related to Lingbao.

Turning over quickly and getting out of bed, Mu Yuning groped in the large wedding clothes for a while, and found a small gossip plate the size of a palm.

Now that he has landed smoothly and he is in better health, he must hurry up to find the whereabouts of his grandmother and the spirit leopard.

While chanting the formula in his mouth, the gossip disk turned back and forth a few times, and the pointer stopped at one position.

Mu Yuning narrowed his eyes.

Grandmother's location is still unknown, probably she was placed in some kind of formation.

And the location of Lingbao, as expected, is within the palace.

Could it be... that cruel man used magic to imprison the soul of the leopard?

Before he had time to think about it, a maid came in with a soup.

Seeing Mu Yuning sitting cross-legged on the bed, a look of disdain flashed in the servant girl's eyes.

"Princess, although you grew up in the countryside, our palace is no better than a kang in a mountain village. You still need to have some manners."

She looked at the gossip tray in Mu Yuning's hand, covered her mouth and smiled lightly, "Besides, our lord hates these weird things the most, so I'd better keep them for you."

He spoke politely, but his hands were about to grab her gossip tray.

Mu Yuning frowned, and let her snatch it away.

The servant girl was about to continue mocking this unfavored good-for-nothing concubine, but she felt that the finger touching the gossip plate felt like a fire, and a sharp pain spread.

She rolled her eyes immediately and fell straight to the point of passing out.

Mu Yuning snorted coldly, this kind of wicked person still wants to touch her gossip plate that contains the qi of heaven and earth, it's really beyond his control.

She was about to get up to wash herself when she heard a loud bang.

Looking up, a slightly fat nanny was collapsing at the door with her legs limp from fright.

When the four eyes meet, Mammy shudders violently, and she scrambles to get up.

"Come here! The princess has killed someone!"

(End of this chapter)

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