Quickly wear the male god's cover

Chapter 222 Brother Emperor, Don't Go 3.42
This bloody scene that sent chills down the spine immediately froze the atmosphere to the extreme.

In the deathly silence, Xuanyuan Rujin's expression became more indifferent and impatient.

When the sword in his hand was raised again, finally someone winking started to save himself:
"New house, in a new house!"

With the lessons learned from the previous man, he didn't dare to call His Highness the Crown Prince at all, let alone call him by his first name, and even took back the word "he" in time.

It's too much to say, so I just don't call him anything!
Hearing this, Xuanyuan Rujin narrowed his eyes, and his cold expression quickly darkened. At the same time, he held his sword and took the lead in striding towards the new house, which was the former prince's bedroom—

After escaping, the official who pointed out the direction by name broke out in cold sweat behind his back. He couldn't help but his body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground.

It's terrible, the momentum is too frightening!

As the new house of the Prince of the East Palace, the bedroom in the main hall is filled with festive red everywhere.

The color that was supposed to make people happy fell into Xuanyuan Rujin's eyes, and it was particularly dazzling. The hilt of the sword in his hand that had just dropped by his side was tightly grasped by him, and then tightly.

Xiao Shunzi, who was following behind, noticed Xuanyuan Rujin's frown quickly with sharp eyes.

His heart tightened, and the next second he quickly lowered his eyebrows and bent down deeply, pretending that he didn't see anything.

The winner's smile, which was brewing, suddenly froze when he looked around for a week and didn't see the groom.

Xuanyuan Rujin stared at the bride with a red hijab sitting on the edge of the bed, and said a few words from between her teeth: "Come on, grab it!"

"Yes!"

Behind him, the orderly Imperial Guards made a cold and sharp sound from the armor on their bodies as they walked.

The bride raised her red hijab in a panic, revealing a slap-sized face that was extraordinarily delicate and dazzling under her full dress.

However, at this moment, that little face was full of panic and haste, as pitiful and helpless as a deer shot by a hunter.

The sword was unsheathed, and before the cold edge reached the bride's fair neck, a voice came through the air——

"stop!"

The familiar voice pierced his ears, and Xuanyuan Rujin's eyes lit up quickly.

When he turned around, the fleeting light turned into malicious pride and showing off in his eyes.

"Your Highness~"

The woman's delicate and timid voice was one step ahead of Xuanyuan Rujin's.

With tears in the bride's eyes, the delicate body under the bright red wedding dress flew behind Fan Hua, who was also in a fiery red figure, at an unimaginable speed, looking over with dependent eyes for help, as if looking at the last straw.

"Nothing." Fanhua looked down at the woman hiding behind her.

The voice still didn't have much warmth, but it was filled with obvious relief.

Seeing this scene, Xuanyuan Rujin's pupils constricted at that moment, and the right palm holding the hilt of the sword exerted the greatest strength of his life.

The palm was pierced by the hard steel, and the blood slowly flowed out along the fingers, but he didn't realize it.

"Your Highness, what's going on here?"

"Don't worry."

"it is good."

The bright red robes are in pairs, one softly mourns, the other is gentle and comforting, so much love between mandarin ducks and concubines!

Xuanyuan Rujin, who was completely neglected, felt a surge of anger from the soles of her feet to the tip of her hair, and the long sword in her hand flew up, pointing directly at the bride who was hiding behind her.

When the cold light was about to resist the bride's red dress, the groom, who was half a step ahead, turned to the left side, and the target changed in an instant.

　Let's start the abuse, let's start with some appetizers

　　
　
(End of this chapter)