Concubine's Pond

"..." Huangfu Ye's eyes flashed, murderous intent suddenly appeared, his figure stood up, and a gust of wind took the jade token from Qing Ling's hand, exuding an astonishingly cold and cold flame aura, "Qing Ling, lead the way!"

He wanted to see her condition with his own eyes, even if he forced his way in!

A turbulent cold undercurrent flashed in Jue Shi's eyes, Huangfu Ye's handsome silhouette was taut, as if covered with a thin layer of frost, and his thin lips were tightly pursed into a sharp straight line like a blade!

Qing Ling didn't know at all that his Highness, who is so wise and close to a demon, had already figured out Luo Ran's current situation in all its infancy from his "exhausted and hoarse angry curses"-- He is so stubborn and arrogant, how could he hoarse and curse in anger just because of the pain of washing his marrow and cutting his tendons?

It must be that damned old monster Jun Niansheng who used harsh and strong drugs on her that she shouldn't have to bear!

So she was so angry.

If the target is a man, it doesn't matter if you use it a little rougher. The more painful it is, the more it can expand the meridians and dantian, soothe the muscles and bones, and sharpen the willpower. But the problem is, he is a woman!

Medicine King Valley is the Holy Land of Medical Poison Art in mainland China, so finding a gentle marrow-cleaning and tendon-cleaning medicinal bath for women is a piece of cake. Why would that damn evildoer dare to torture his woman!

"Your Highness, you can't force your way in!" Huangfu Ye's unexpected reaction made Qingling smile wryly, and urgently spit out an explanation: "That mansion, from the outer courtyard to the inner courtyard, is the same as the back mountain of our Prince Regent's Mansion. It’s like a forbidden area, with a mysterious array of strange gates! If you don’t know how to break it, and no one is leading you, you will definitely not be able to enter.”

Mysterious Qimen Formation!Huangfu Ye's swift steps froze on the spot, and he couldn't move anymore.

Peerless eyes were filled with countless undercurrents of sharpness, Huangfu Ye's handsome face was as tight as ice-cold jade, his silver teeth were clenched tightly, his cheek muscles twitched faintly, his graceful thin lips were pursed colder and sharper than a blade, his whole body A horrifying anger and cold breath burst out!

The invisible icy air flow centered on his body and surged in all directions.

At this moment, Qingling seemed to see that the air in the study room was frozen by an invisible air current, as if winter was coming.

Huangfu Ye's knuckles turned white, he exhausted all his strength to restrain his emotions, clenched his bandage-wrapped right hand tightly, spots of bright red bloomed like bright red plum blossoms on the thin white bandage, rustling While trembling, he almost crushed the warm jade tablet in his palm--

Crackling...!

There was a slight shattering sound of a jade tablet, in this icy and stagnant atmosphere where a needle could be heard falling on the ground, it was undoubtedly a thunderstorm in spring, so clear!

The jade plaque didn't turn into powder, but it still broke.

Qingling's back tightened, and she shivered in horror.

He looked at the slender figure in front of him with numbness like a sheathed sword, and his Adam's apple rolled with difficulty, hesitating to speak, he wanted to remind his highness that when the jade tablet was handed over to him , Jun Niansheng warned that if the jade tablet shattered into pieces, His Royal Highness would never set foot in that mansion, but in the end, he still kept silent—now, if he doesn’t want to be angered by His Highness and die , it is better to remain silent.

His jaw was tense, and the curve of his chest was like a gust of wind and rain. Huangfu Ye's heavy breathing seemed especially turbulent and dangerous in this stagnant, cold silence.

Closing his eyes with extreme repression and forbearance, Huangfu Ye stood quietly, taking deep breaths and exhalations patiently, calming down the angry murderous intent and intense heartache rolling in his chest.

Qingling looked at his back like a cold stone sculpture, and didn't dare to take a breath.Cold sweat had long covered his back, and he could even feel the beads of cold sweat slowly rolling down the skin on his back.

Time passed by every minute and every second, Qingling was keenly aware of the stagnation and coldness in the air, like Huangfu Ye's gradually calming breathing, disappearing bit by bit.

In the end, it was as calm as if nothing had happened.

"Qing Ling." Huangfu Ye called faintly, there was no sadness or joy in his voice, no emotion fluctuations, his right hand moved slightly, and the flawless jade token in his hand was covered with broken cracks like ice cubes, wrapped in invisible true energy Flew to Qing Ling.

"Go to the underground secret storehouse, take out the small bottle of Wannian Jade Emulsion and Millennium Hundred Flowers Wine, and send it to her, and tell her, I will settle this account for her, don't shout out loud."

Huangfu Ye's back was still straight and tense like a sharp sword drawn out of its sheath, but its edge was restrained, as if something more terrifying was brewing-some things, when restrained to a certain extent, erupted with power It is far more dangerous than the sharpness that has been flaunting all the time.

There is a saying that ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

Catching the jade tablet that was about to be destroyed, Qing Ling once again shivered with aversion to the cold, and finally let go of the heavy boulder on his chest, he nodded respectfully: "Yes, Your Highness."

"Also, take this token, go to the Dark Pavilion to find someone, make an appointment, and say that this king wants to entrust a big deal with someone who can make the decision in the Dark Pavilion." The voice was always calm, Huangfu Ye reached into his arms , took out the purple gold token that Jun Niansheng threw to him that night, and threw it to Qingling without looking back.

"Yes, Your Highness!" Shocked, Qing Ling froze for a moment, a sharp strange light flashed in his eyes.

"Finally, tell Houshan that this king will go over tonight." After pinching his fingers, Huangfu Ye finally let go of them loosely.

The bloody plum blossoms blooming wantonly on the bandage of his right hand fully revealed his restless mood...

"Yes, Qingling understands." Hearing this, Qingling frowned, her eyes were a little strangely complicated, Houshan...that one...tsk.

"Well, go." Huangfu Ye ordered faintly, his voice was as indifferent as water, but those pair of peerless eyes that slowly opened were rolling with a cold undercurrent like snowflakes!

Some things, it's time for him to deal with them, and it's useless to continue to escape, what should come will still come, and what should be asked clearly must be asked clearly!