The evil prince, the best concubine

Chapter 67 It's For You 1
Now she is no longer the omnipotent Jian Luo before.

"Jun Moran, can you go out first? I want to be alone for a while."

"Okay. Call me if you need anything, I'm right next door."

Jun Moran readily agreed.

He knew that Jian Luo couldn't accept this fact for a while, so he gave her time to sort everything out.

Otherwise, going on in such a daze would not only drive Jian Luo crazy.

He will definitely feel distressed when he sees it. If she is crazy, maybe he will go crazy too.

Just give her some time, and give yourself some time to think about what's going on with you?

How could he be so obsessed with Jian Luo's safety?

Covered Jian Luo with a quilt and left the Shuo Ran Hall.

Jian Luo lay on the bed, looking around, the simple and exquisite decoration, luxurious and beautiful room.

This must be the Palace of the Seventh Prince.

But, how did Jun Moran bring her out?

And how long was she in a coma?
Looking back, her memory only stayed at the moment before she fell into a coma, and she didn't remember anything about the dream at all, as if she had never had that dream.

Jun Moran, what kind of person is he?

He is obviously evil and charming, but he is steady.

She is clearly domineering, but her belly is indescribably dark.

Why did such an elusive man save her repeatedly?

If there is a plot against her, then she has nothing now, and he can just walk away and abandon himself in the cave.

If there is no purpose, he and her are neither related nor related, so why bother to get him back?
Sighing, she couldn't figure out these questions.

"Miss Jian Luo, you are so scheming."

A teasing voice came into Jian Luo's ears inadvertently, interrupting her thoughts.

Jian Luo followed the voice, she had a handsome face, dressed in green clothes, her smile was not as chic as listening to Qin Ge, but she always looked at her with a little hostility.

This is the Eighth Prince, she has seen him in Tingqin Pavilion.

Jian Luo raised her eyebrows: "Why do you say that?"

Jun Yuxuan just smiled, and there was obvious disdain in the smile: "Miss Jian Luo knows it well."

"I don't understand." Jian Luo answered neatly.

Jun Yuxuan froze for a moment, such undisguised straightforwardness made him frown.

"Eighth Prince, today you said that I am scheming, but I really want to hear where my scheming lies."

Jian Luo snorted coldly.

(End of this chapter)