The Queen of Charm

Chapter 38
In the medicine stove, the hands pounding the medicine heard; Lanfeng's cry suddenly stopped, he knew where the voice came from.He obviously felt that they were nothing, but his heart was still uncomfortable and bitter.

The bangs were scattered, covering all of Ji Shuxuan's expressions, which was exactly the way he wanted to escape. No one could see the angry self. With a hint of self-mockery from the corners of his thin lips, he angrily swept away everything on the table on the ground.

He doesn't care even if his favorite medical book is soaked in the juice of those herbs, what he cares about, but he doesn't care about him.

At this time, unlike Ji Shuxuan's discomfort, some people were lucky to have escaped that bad luck.

"It's so pitiful. It seems that the eighth prince has some new tricks. It's just a pity for the servants." Mo Yuan was in the middle, and the attendant sighed. He brought a cup of calming tea and put it on the table. Those who watched the kite were slightly puzzled, "Master Lan, why are you so preoccupied?"

"Ah, no! What's the matter?" Lan Mingyan quickly came back to his senses, inexplicably flustered.

The attendant handed the calming tea to Lan Mingyan, thinking that he felt sorry for him, and comforted him, "Master Lan, don't worry. Although Master Lanfeng is superficially good-looking and relies on the Eighth Prince to do evil, the Eighth Prince likes to abuse male pets. He must have suffered a lot! Such a poor person must have something to hate!"

Lan Mingyan turned back with a blank expression, muttering the words of the attendant, "Poor people must have something to hate, right?"

Then you are pitiful?Still hateful?

No, I can't escape anymore, I must return Si Xueyi's innocence, and I can't let him suffer wronged for me in vain!As if he had made some decision, Lan Mingyan had a firm expression on his face.

When everyone thought that Lanfeng was being abused by Ling Zihan, at this moment he was sitting in front of the dressing table in peace, looking at the bronze mirror in a daze.

"This, this is me?" Lanfeng didn't believe that the ugly and miserable person in the mirror was him at all, and not that glamorous face. Lanfeng remembered that he had this pig-headed face just now to tease her Prince.

He winked, and the seductive electric discharge he usually made, now it seemed that his eyes twitched, causing the whole face to twitch together, accompanied by the slightest pain.

Especially his thin lips, which he was most proud of, were now beaten into sausage mouths.

Lan Feng wanted to cry, the perfect image he carefully maintained in front of her was ruined, how could he still have the face here?He gave up the idea of ​​teasing Ling Zihan, and decided to go back to his room and meditate behind closed doors for a few days, and after his appearance recovered, he would come out to face the eighth prince beautifully.

After bidding farewell to Ling Zihan and leaving Lan Yuju, his attendant Qiu Ye quickly stepped forward to help him, Lan Feng calmly asked in a low voice, "How is Si Xueyi now?"

"If you go back to Master, Master Si..."

Snapped!
Before Qiu Ye finished speaking, loud applause sounded, with Lan Feng's vicious words, "Is that bitch the master?"

"No, no, it's a slut, a slut, not the master, only you are the real master of the Eighth Prince's Mansion. Master Lanfeng, I'm wrong!" Qiu Ye didn't dare to move, her fair face clearly reflected the slap Yin, that slap exhausted all the strength of Lanfeng, and he ruthlessly scratched Qiuye's pink face with his nails.

It was originally a delicate face, but there were three slender wounds for no reason, and the corners of the lips were even bloody due to Lanfeng's vigorous fanning.

"Hmph! Be smarter if you don't let it go, be careful that my master throws you into a brothel as a prostitute! Enjoy the feeling of being ridden by thousands of people every day!" Under the moonlight, Lan Feng's pig-headed face gradually distorted, and his vicious color gradually became tainted. In his originally charming and ecstatic peach blossom eyes.The originally beautiful face with an exotic style suddenly became ugly and extraordinary at this moment.

Qiu Ye shivered, bowed her head, "Yes, Master Lan Feng!"

"Oh, Si Xueyi, if you dare to provoke me, Lan Feng, you are looking for death!" Lan Feng's facial features twisted, and his hands gradually clenched, filled with jealousy, "First of all, the abandoned prince of the ice country, let me have a good time with you!" You!" You escaped this time, making Si Xueyi a scapegoat, next time, it won't be so cheap to let you go.

After Si Xueyi was beaten that time, Lan Feng also hid in the house because of her beautiful and disfigured appearance, and the Eighth Prince's Mansion, which had been filled with gunpowder, finally calmed down.

The day passed, and the night slowly fell.

A black shadow, like a rainbow light, quickly leaped across the roof, reflecting a cold light in the dark night, scanned the surrounding environment, and saw the bamboo garden full of bamboo forests.

This is a good place to hide.

He flew down, but as soon as he reached the door, the cold blade landed on his neck immediately, with a unique murderous look, "Who are you?"

Hei Ying froze suddenly, smelling a strong smell of blood through his keen sense of smell, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Si Xueyi, "Are you injured?" The magnetic and pleasant voice was easily recognizable as a man's voice.

The moonlight shone through the window, and gently fell on Si Xueyi's shoulders. His skin was as transparent as snow, with a faint glazed light, like the stunning man in the painting.

Si Xueyi's eyes were lonely and deep, staring lightly at the person in front of him, the corners of his lips were tightly pursed, outlining a trace of coldness, hiding a trace of murderous intent.

"who is it?"

"Hush!" Soi Ying didn't care about the sword that would take his life away at any time, but watched the outside vigilantly.At this time, the lights outside the Eighth Prince's Mansion were brightly lit, and there were numerous footsteps.It can be heard that this is a large group of people, their footsteps are chaotic, and they should be looking for someone.

The people in front of me were very concerned about the situation outside, and decided that the people outside should be looking for him.Si Xueyi frowned, landed on his injured shoulder, retracted his sword randomly, turned and left.Since he didn't care about his affairs, he didn't mind his own business. "When people leave, you leave!"

The black shadow froze for a moment, apparently surprised that Si Xueyi let him go so easily.Then he curled his lips into a smile and carefully listened to the situation outside.

He was sure that these people would not dare to break in.

"My lord, the person has disappeared here!" There was a conversation outside.

"Search!"

"slow!"

"You dare to stop this prince, you don't want to live!" Ling Jinmo showed a murderous look, and ruthlessly swept towards the guard who stopped him.

"No, what is this place, Fifth Prince, do you know?"

"No matter where it is, this prince will search for it!" Dare to assassinate him, but he is really tired of work.If he doesn't get caught, he won't be called Ling Jinmo.

"This is the mansion of the Eighth Prince! If the Eighth Prince is alarmed, the Emperor will know! At that time, your reputation will not be very good for the Prince!"

There was silence outside, Ling Jinmo was silent.

After a long time, a voice mixed with disgust came, "Go!"

"Yes!"

The sound of footsteps outside gradually dissipated, and the black shadow breathed a sigh of relief.Sure enough, he guessed right, according to Ling Jinmo's temperament of hating Ling Zihan, he would definitely not enter the Prince's Mansion.Should he thank Ling Zihan? Thinking of this, Junyi couldn't help laughing at himself.

Forget it, he also doesn't want to have much contact with this ignorant prince.Just as he was about to turn around and leave, suddenly, there was a piercing pain in his arm, and he suppressed it tightly, panting heavily.

Through the blurred light, the wound slowly turned black, and thick black blood flowed out.

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