Only love the allure little demon concubine

Chapter 735
Mo Wushang came in and waited for a while, then he heard a thin, unmasculine voice coming from somewhere.

"His Royal Highness is here..."

After everyone heard this voice, they all knelt on the ground and bowed down to Duanmu Ruixi.

Everyone knelt down, and Mo Wushang couldn't stand alone, so he had to sit cross-legged.

There was no mistake, Mo Wushang was indeed sitting on the ground instead of kneeling on the ground. Anyway, there was a robe blocking it, and everyone else was also kneeling and bowing their heads in salute. Naturally, no one would notice the strangeness under her robe at this time.

Among these crowd, apart from Mo Wushang, there was actually one person who did not bow down to the prince, and that was the man in the innermost group of doctors, who was still dressed in black. The legs under the black robe were just squatting there.

It wasn't until Duanmu Ruixi and the few people who came with him sat down one after another that the father-in-law next to him asked everyone to get up.

Mo Wushang stood up without saying a word, but his head was still lowered and he did not lift it up.

The others also stood up one after another. Fortunately, she got up quickly, otherwise it would be troublesome for the people around her to see that she was strange.

Now on the high platform of the square, Duanmu Ruixi was wearing an apricot-yellow four-claw python robe and a golden jade hair crown, sitting firmly in the middle.

A pair of phoenix eyes stared at the surrounding crowd, exuding the chilling aura of a king.

Sitting on the lower right side of him is Prince An, the younger brother of the first mother of Xiling Emperor, who is also the father of the most troublesome Duanmu Yunying.

Sitting on the other side of Prince An was Zhao Wuji, a poison doctor who had spent a lot of effort and painstakingly invited to treat Duanmu Ruize.

Today's Zao Wou-ki is wearing a gray and black long robe, completely hiding his old hands in the long sleeves, and wearing a black gauze cap on his head to cover up his entire appearance, which makes people feel divine. It's uncomfortable being mysterious.

For his attire, Duanmu Ruixi obviously showed a little dislike.

Prince An, who accompanied Zhao Wuji, saw the displeasure on his nephew's face, and he could only smooth things over by saying that it was because Zhao Wuji didn't want people to know his appearance, and he was afraid that too many people would come to him for help in the future. like that.

Duanmu Ruixi thought about those rumors about Zhao Wuji in the Jianghu, he was cold and withdrawn, he didn't like to interact with others, so he believed it, although he didn't like it, but thinking of his brother's illness and troubled him, so he also Still treat each other with courtesy.

For Duanmu Ruixi's courtesy, Zhao Wuji just returned the gift lightly. Even though he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, judging from his behavior, he didn't let the prince of Xiling Kingdom go at all. In his heart, he was still arrogant and blind, as if he had completely forgotten how the scars on his face came from under the cover of this black gauze hat.

Zhao Wuji forgot how he got this injury, and Duanmu Ruixi didn't even know what happened outside Huichun Building that day.

It was only because Prince An blocked the news as soon as he learned about it.

For so many years, because of his precious son, this Prince An has no other skills, but his ability to clean up the mess for his son is unparalleled.

Before the news of Zhao Wuji spread in Bianjing, he was directly strangled in the cradle by Prince An.

Except for the people in Huichun Building who don't like to meddle in other people's business, and the other party involved, Mo Wushang, the people who knew about it that day have all been settled by Prince An.

(End of this chapter)