The Queen of Charm

Chapter 457

dirty people...

These words slammed into Lanfeng's heart hard, and hurt the wound that he didn't want to touch.

He lowered his head and started to laugh softly, then laughed loudly, and finally looked up to the sky and burst into tears.He said in a low voice, "Yes, I am a lowly person, but I have this face, this beautiful face, otherwise how could I attract those men to love me. How could I get their favor."

The man in white frowned, shook off Lan Feng's neck, and wiped his hands with a silk handkerchief.

"Touching you, really dirty my hands!"

He dropped three bottles of medicine to stop the injury, "From now on, I don't want to see you. If you let me know that you dare to have any thoughts about Ling Zihan, then you will die by then."

"Hehe..." Opening his eyes strangely, Lan Feng picked up the three bottles of painkillers on the ground, patted the dust, and smiled strangely, "It's a pity, you don't know her secret. I won't tell you either." of……"

On the other side, a touch of Tsing Yi followed the bloodstain to the lake, and the bloodstain also disappeared from the shore.

The moonlight was bright and clear, shining on the lake, calm and waveless, reflecting the appearance of the man in Tsing Yi.

Fair-skinned, beautiful and picturesque, like a painting of ink and wash, his whole body is indifferent, and the jade flute on his waist adds a bit of elegance to him.The beautiful eyes glanced around, the feet lifted off the ground, and flew to the middle of the lake like a dragonfly on water, and stretched out his hand to lift the person in the lake out.

And Ling Zihan in the lake was already dying.

He sniffed and felt his pulse on his wrist.

She felt that the breath in her body was disordered, and something unknown was disturbing her nerves.

Lifting her delicate jaw, looking at the half-curved full moon in the sky, she frowned slightly.

There is one day before the night of the full moon, why does the toxicity occur earlier?What happened to you before that?
At this time, Si Xueyi was no longer in the mood to look at Ling Zihan's women's clothing. After thinking about it carefully, he turned around and carried her away, and spread green leaves on the mud floor so that he would not leave any footprints. He was heading towards Fengdu .

As soon as the front foot left, the man in white followed the blood to the lake, but he didn't notice anything.Only the wet mud on the shore, and beyond that, only small footprints.

He recognized the footprints, it must be the Eighth Emperor's younger brother.

Just why did it disappear by the lake?
Brother Eighth Emperor, if you are not as obedient as before, then don't blame Brother Huang, kill all of you!
A trace of cruelty flashed across those warm eyes and disappeared.

In Fengdu, Fengcheng, the people are in a hurry, and the shouts of vendors can be heard everywhere. However, on the side of this harmonious street, many palace guards suddenly come to patrol, and many guards are looking for someone. The leader is Ling Jinmo looked around on the side of the street.

The Major General Feng Luoge, who rarely came and didn't like to deal with people, also brought them out.

This made people talk a lot.

But this is not surprising, I heard the news a long time ago that the eighth prince should marry Princess Mengguo, that's why the guards are so strict, even going out of the city and entering the city, they have to check thoroughly.

However, the Eighth Prince hasn't shown up recently?

As the person involved, it is still unclear about her current situation.

Snapped.

In the inn outside the remote city of Fengcheng, there was a loud sound of flesh falling to the ground.

The waiter in the inn was panicking and fell to the door, staring straight at the woman who suddenly woke up in the room.

The woman who woke up was wearing a clean long gown, her hair was loose in the back, graceful and slender, with willow eyebrows enveloping green mist, sandalwood mouth dotted with cinnabar, a pair of autumn water eyes, muscles and bones radiant, and elegant demeanor.Lips are red without spots, eyebrows are green without painting, face is like a silver basin, and eyes are like water apricots.

Pretty as a peach in three springs, as clear as a chrysanthemum in nine autumns.

It happened that such a peerless beauty who fascinated men was pointing a dagger at him, and said in a cold tone, "Who sent me here?"

(End of this chapter)