Ghost King and Concubine

Chapter 176 Prison Calamity [8]

Lan Die... She suddenly recalled her strange reaction when she asked Lan Die to go to seduce the national teacher just now... Could it be that the person in her heart is the national teacher?

If it is pushed forward like this, Lan Die will enter the palace, and it is not as simple as performing arts.

Since all her actions are under the watchful eyes of others, she hides what she thinks in her heart, and everything outside does not change for the time being.

On the surface, Lan Qing had to stay in Xizhu to build a forest, the queen had to lie down, and she... was still living in this prison.

After Jiaai put away everything, she suddenly walked to the wall, put her hands on the ground, raised her lower body, and leaned her slender body against the wall.

Since you can't go out and deal with people now, let's exercise.

"It's the first time I've seen someone who is so handsome with internal injuries. She is indeed the woman I like."

With a deep sound, the two guards in the cell were obviously put to sleep, and they lay limply on the table, and an arrogant red figure walked into the cell door.

As the man stepped in step by step, a golden mask, against the candlelight in the prison, emitted a cold and gorgeous golden light.

If it's not the ghost king, who else is it?

A dim light flashed across Jia Ai's eyes, his expression was calm, he didn't answer the words, but there was a long-lost feeling fermenting in his heart.

She calmly watched him go down the stairs step by step, and when he came to the iron prison, with a bang, the iron lock on the prison door broke under his brute force.

His hands clearly gathered internal strength.

He kicked open the iron door and walked in, "Do you want to go to hell sooner if you are injured and toss your body like this?"

He lowered his eyes and met Jia Ai's eyes, only to hear her say, "You know it's me."

He snorted coldly, "No one can hide such a clumsy disguise."

"Feng Limo." She suddenly uttered a name.

He was startled, and then showed a disdainful smile, "That kind of pillow prince can be compared with this king."

The next moment, she only felt that her ankles were being held, and she just wanted to kick his hands away in displeasure, a heat went down from her heels and went straight to her heart.

It was a strong warm current, completely different from Feng Limo's, this heat was obviously much stronger than Feng Limo's.

She couldn't help being a little surprised. Is he playing tricks?
But no matter where she looked at it, she felt that the ghost king was Feng Limo, and Feng Limo was the ghost king, but the ghost king used the internal energy that Feng Limo did not have to heal her wounds. Was this... was it intentional, or was she guessing wrong?
"Women, it's best not to think too much about healing, stop everything in your mind, and properly move the qi in your dantian."

A displeased voice came from his ear.

Even this tone is so similar to Feng Limo.

She closed her eyes, what he said was right, don't use your brain to heal her wounds, since he wants to heal her wounds, why should she be hypocritical, she felt the heat from his palms moving through her body, and after a while, her whole body Warm up from the inside out.

"Colorful rings are a sacred product for healing. That pillow prince is really willing to waste money on you. One day, this king will meet him, and you have to warn him. How can he covet this king's woman."

"Let go." Jia Ai moved her feet, signaling the ghost king to let her body fall back.

"If you want me to let go, say you are my woman."

She remained motionless and remained silent.

He raised his eyebrows, and with his movements, the mask shone differently under different refracted lights, and his voice was full of teasing, "This king is still bored in the vinegar vat."

(End of this chapter)