His Royal Highness the Crown Prince

Chapter 171 Mo Wushang

Seeing that Sui Junluo had been staring at him, and that expression was more complicated than he had ever seen before, Mo Wushang couldn't help calling softly, "Your Highness?"

Hearing Mo Wushang's words, Sui Junluo tried his best to turn his expression back to normal, and after a long time, he asked, "Why are you here?"

In fact, she was more likely to ask: Since she claims to be a 'subordinate', why did Mao lock her, the master, here?

Mo Wushang smiled faintly, "Have you forgotten, Your Highness, the April period has arrived, and His Highness's illness will naturally come to an onset."

Sui Junluo frowned, because she felt that she had a generation gap with men...

April period?What the hell?

her illness?screw you!You are sick!Your whole family is sick!

Wait!She lost control before, is it because the remnant soul of the original owner still lives in her body, but because she is sick? !no...

Lowering his eyes, Sui Junluo's pupils were filled with undercurrents, and he asked casually, "How long have you been with me?"

Hearing this, Mo Wushang knelt on one knee beside the sandalwood golden bed, and put his right hand into a fist on the left atrium, "Back to Your Highness, Mo Wushang has been with His Highness since he was 11 years old, and now he has been with His Highness." It's been five years."

With an elegant and solemn voice, Sui Junluo raised his eyes slightly, and a few rays of light quickly flashed in the depths of those pupils.

Mo Wushang...

"Mo Wushang, you just said you have something to report, what's the matter now?" Sui Junluo leaned against the bedside, squinting his phoenix eyes, even though his wrists are still wearing chains, but that lazy appearance is self-contained. A school of carefree wanton.

Looking at Sui Junluo like this, Mo Wushang's eyes flickered slightly, "Returning to Your Highness, since the first prince died for no reason, the second prince has quickly taken over the power of the first prince. But now above the court, the neutral Only a few generals headed by General Zhen Guo are left."

Sui Junluo hooked his lips, mockingly, "Second brother is really fast. Let him, let's not interfere in this matter, let the hall see how much he can eat, and whether he will die in the end."

Mo Wushang was stunned for a moment, then quickly lowered his eyes, not looking at the handsome young man who was slacking on the bed.

But suddenly, Sui Junluo only felt the severe pain in his heart surge again, and it was so menacing that it seemed unstoppable.

"Hmm~"

Sui Junluo snorted in pain, curled up and fell on the bed, the blood on his face quickly faded, and cold sweat flowed out.

In the ear, it seemed that the woman's unwilling cry sounded again.

Luo Er, you must sit in that seat, so that your mother will not die in peace!
……

"Ah~"

Sui Junluo let out a roar, and his inner power poured out like a flood, overturning all the precious decorations in the secret room.

As for Mo Wushang, as early as Sui Junluo was groaning in pain, he quickly walked to the black iron hook on the stone wall, and stretched out his hand to press somewhere on the stone wall.

"Boom~"

The sound of the mechanism turning suddenly sounded, and Sui Junluo felt a strong force, and she forced her hands to separate. The originally curled up posture suddenly changed to lying with her arms spread out.

"Your Highness, please wait a moment, this subordinate will bring someone here immediately!" Seeing Sui Junluo's painful face, Mo Wushang bowed to Sui Junluo, and strode away.

At this moment, Sui Junluo felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if cut by a knife, but there was also a faint desire for blood in his heart.

"Ah~"

A roar that sounded like a battle between trapped beasts echoed in the secret room, and a moment later, the stone door was opened again.

(End of this chapter)