Need for Highness, Enchanting Concubine

Chapter 315: There Are Assassins (1)
Mu Qing also looked at Murong Lianqi, and said in a daze, "Maybe it is!"

The two brothers and sisters suddenly smiled. It turns out that their older sister (sister) likes a man like this!
The king of Nanjiang also saw this astonishing scene, and he was stunned immediately, but after a while, he smiled.

Thinking that his daughter is still interested in men, the King of Nanjiang felt relieved and happy. Finally, there is still a man who can make his daughter look up to him. That's good, that's good!
The moods of Shen Tianao and Shen Tianhao at the moment are very different.

Murong Lianqi represents the side of Zhanwangfu, if Princess Yue'er really takes a fancy to him, Shen Tianao will naturally be the happiest.

Originally, he was reluctant to marry other women in his heart, but he didn't want the people from Shen Tianhao's side to take advantage of him. Now this is exactly what he wants.

However, Shen Tianhao was taken aback, and his heart was very vigilant. If Murong Lianqi became the son-in-law of the king of Southern Border, wouldn't that be equivalent to making a wedding dress for Shen Tianao? He didn't want to see such a result.

The other consorts sitting around Murong Lianqi, seeing this scene, naturally all focused their eyes on Murong Lianqi, as if they had already regarded him as their number one opponent.

Murong Lianqi was very calm, drinking wine leisurely.

"Look at what I said, sure enough, as soon as Mr. Murong stepped out, he would kill everyone in an instant!" Mo Lin waved to Chu Xiao excitedly.

Chu Xiao also smiled, and said softly, "You should be thankful that this eldest princess can drink well, otherwise even if you want to bring this young master, it would be completely impossible!"

"Why do these people all like women who can drink so much?" Mo Lin blurted out.

Having said that, Mo Lin didn't think there was anything wrong, but Chu Xiao felt a strange feeling in his heart.

After Mu Yueer sat down safely beside Mu Qing, the King of Nanjiang stood up and toasted everyone: "Thank you all for coming to celebrate Gu's birthday today, Gu is not very happy, let's offer you a cup first!"

After finishing speaking, he drank the strong wine in the golden cup in one breath.

"May the king live longer than Nanshan, and be blessed like the East China Sea!" Everyone also raised their glasses to congratulate.

When the wine enters the throat, it is unspeakably wonderful.

Singing and dancing, silk and bamboo wind music, good food and wine, it is very enjoyable.

But the sky gradually dimmed, and the crystal palace lanterns were lit up one by one.

The king of Nanjiang also had a slight blush on his face, and the smile on his face became more and more happy, and he finally stood up again and said loudly: "Today is not only the birthday of the orphan, but also the day of the selection of the son-in-law of the orphan's beloved daughter. After many selections, there are thirty consorts who are sitting here, and I hope all of you can bear witness to who will win Yue'er's heart!"

After finishing speaking, he gave Mu Qing a wink.

Mu Qing understood right away, and then arranged for the palace servants to invite the chosen son-in-law one by one.

The first person to walk to the center of the hall was a complete Jianghu man, known as Mr. Yudi, whose sound of the flute blows people's hearts, and looks good, but he is a little older, almost 35.

The second one is the second son of General He Ye, the confidant of the King of Nanjiang. He was also inferior to his elder brother. Whoever told him that the eldest son of General He Ye had already married a wife and had children, and was no longer qualified, so he had no choice but to drag the second son who was still passable.

One after another, after all, they have been screened layer by layer, so these individuals can still be seen, each has its own strengths, whether it is good in martial arts, or good in writing. A man of excellence.

Mu Yue'er was all focused on waiting for Murong Lianqi, who was at the back, and only glanced at the performances of the individuals in front of her.

This side is busy choosing a son-in-law, but the atmosphere in Muran Palace is completely different.

All the lights in the bedroom were extinguished, as if there was no one there.

"Palace Master, after waiting for so long, will the old witch stop coming?" Wusha asked with some concern.

Seeing the time passing by every minute and every second before them, there was still no movement in Muran Palace, Wusha and the others inevitably felt that they were thinking wrong.

A bloodthirsty smile appeared on Shen Tianche's stern face, "Do you think the old witch would venture into the palace for a spider that she has never seen with her own eyes?"

Wu Sha shook his head, "Then Palace Master, you mean that the old witch won't come here?"

"Of course it will come, even if there is no such spider, she will definitely not let go of this opportunity, because in this Muran Palace, there is one thing she wants, for that thing, even if she is desperate Will come too!"

In the darkness, Shen Tianche's gaze drifted to a certain place in the palace, and a murderous look appeared on his smile.

Wu Sha couldn't help but follow the line of sight of his own palace lord, and looked towards that place. After seeing clearly, Wu Sha also seemed to have suddenly realized.

"Keep watch carefully, she must be coming soon!" Shen Tianche whispered to Wusha, and then flew onto the beam.

Wusha continued to hide quietly.

Just as Shen Tianche said, within a short while, a figure floated into the Muran Palace.

The guards in the palace didn't realize that someone had sneaked in under their noses at all. That person seemed to be very familiar with the terrain of the palace and could come in and out freely.

Dressed in black, Wu Lian quietly sneaked into Mu Yue'er's bedroom.

He has a light figure, not at all like the sick and weak look in Herta's house, and the only pair of black pupils that are not covered show an incomparably fierce meaning.

Shen Tianche, Wu Sha and the others all sensed the commotion outside the hall, and they all restrained their breath, waiting for the people outside the hall to throw themselves into the net.

Wu Lian had already entered the bedroom very carefully. Shen Tianche, who was hiding in the dark, inevitably felt a little strange. Even if Wu Lian knew the terrain of the palace very well, how could Hetabei let her take risks alone? Come here, not to mention that Wu Lian herself is a very cautious person, and she will never put herself in such a dangerous situation if she is not fully sure.

She is not a fool, even if the guards in Muran Palace are lax today, it does not mean that she is not at all dangerous.

Shen Tianche didn't think that after less than three years, Wu Lian had completely lost her mind.

At that time, the witch god had one thing that he loved most, that was the emerald scepter of the high priests of the past dynasties. This scepter was like the jade seal of the emperor, but the jade seal represented the supreme power, and this scepter was the magic weapon that condensed the witch power. Anyone who wants to use witchcraft believes in this treasure very much.

(End of this chapter)