Nirvana is alluring, nine thousand years old, please respect yourself

Chapter 48 Falling into the Hands of the Prince
Baili Yaoyue caressed the wild flowers in her hands, her slender fingers paired with the bright red Kodan, it looked good in an instant, "Do you know about Bengong's experience?"

Lian Qingcheng shook his head, but he thought about all the esoteric sects in Qianji Pavilion about Baili Yaoyue.

Baili Yaoyue, the eldest princess of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, married Beichen at the age of 13, her husband died soon after, and was sent back by the royal family. At the age of 17, she recruited the then number one scholar to be her son-in-law. Unexpectedly, the number one scholar had a wife long ago. The emperor was executed.Shan Feng so far.

"The first time I saw the prince, it was raining that day, and I was punished by my father to kneel in the rain. When he saw him, he held an umbrella and stayed with me for three hours."

"When we met again, he was the one who triumphantly returned to the imperial court, but this palace had no choice but to remarry."

Lian Qingcheng listened carefully, her brows furrowed tighter and tighter, "This... the princess should stop talking."

Lian Qingcheng didn't want to hear it, and as soon as Yaoyue's words came out, she was already sensitively aware that something was wrong,
"But why does his gaze always follow you?" Baili Yaoyue didn't put Lian Qingcheng's words into her ears, her voice was faint, unable to hear joy or sorrow.

"That's why the princess agreed to join hands with the prince." Lian Qingcheng took a few steps and stood in front of Baili Yaoyue, "Give me to the prince, and let me disappear from Jili?"

Lian Qingcheng has always believed that love is love when two people are in love, and unrequited love is just obsession. If Yaoyue only deals with her because of her imperial brothers, maybe Lian Qingcheng can continue to bear it.

But the answer is obviously no, Baili Yaoyue, how dare she care about her uncle!Not to mention that this kind of unethical love is not blessed by the world, but just because of this illusory feeling, she is willing to treat herself as someone else's pawn. Should I feel pity for her, or is it ridiculous?

A thick cloud floated from afar, heavily covering the sun, looking back, Lian Qingcheng realized that before he knew it, he had walked a long distance from Princess Yaoyue.

Ting Yu keenly sensed that something was wrong, the surroundings were too quiet.She held the handle of the dagger in her hand, and while she was fully on guard, she said, "Princess, miss, the weather is going to change, should we go back?"

Lian Qingcheng didn't need to turn his head to feel the shadow of swords and swords. Tingyu's dagger flew up and down, causing a splash of blood, but the men in black gradually surrounded him, and the fight was inextricable for a while.

Ting Yu anxiously shouted, "Miss, hurry up! I'll hold you here!"

Baili Yaoyue didn't seem to notice the bloody wind behind him, and he took Lian Qingcheng's hand and walked for a while, "Miss Lian, we're here."

Seeing that Tingyu gradually lost his strength and his footsteps were shaking, Lian Qingcheng felt a little distressed, "Tingyu, come here. Don't get hurt in vain."

Listening to the rain and hearing the words, she retreated to Lian Qingcheng, her face was stained with blood, it was the first time Lian Qingcheng saw her so ruthless, "Miss, don't worry, even if I die, I will not let the lady get hurt."

Lian Qingcheng looked at Baili Yaoyue with a light smile, "No, after all, His Royal Highness doesn't want me to lose my life so easily, does he?"

The men in black surrounded the three of them, then opened a hole and pulled out a white horse, and Baili Yaoyue got on the horse.

"Do it cleanly, don't let others notice."

As if in response to what Lian Qingcheng said, the prince stood up from the men in black and "take it away."

After saying that, the black headgear that had been prepared earlier was put on the heads of Lian Qingcheng and Tingyu.

The horse snorted and was led out, and Lian Qingcheng was roughly shoved into the carriage.

When the light was seen again, Lian Qingcheng had been taken to a house.

Baililang was embracing Jiu'er, sipping the fine wine passed by the beauty.

"The prince is really very comfortable." Lian Qingcheng sat and looked around, but found no trace of Tingyu.

The prince frowned, and said with a smile, "But you are looking for your maid? It seems that you really care about her."

As he said that, Baililang stretched out his wolf claws, and grabbed Jiu'er's chest as if no one was there.

Jiu'er snorted coquettishly, and said angrily, "Your Highness is really bad, Jiu'er ignored you."

Lian Qingcheng lowered her eyes and sipped her glass of wine, so as not to look at the live spring, Gong "It's just a maid, why don't you care about it?"

Bailiqing let go of Jiu'er and clapped his hands, only to see Tingyu being framed by two men in black just like that.

Ting Yu didn't have any injuries on her body, but the finger holding the knife was crushed to pieces by the stick.

Lian Qingcheng felt a pain in her heart, but she said, "Why, if the prince wants me to see her appearance to scare me... then you are really wasting your time."

"How is it possible?" Baililang laughed strangely, and put the dagger that originally belonged to Tingyu into Jiu'er's hand and let him hold it tightly.

There was another coquettish hum, "Your Highness, you frightened Jiu'er."

He picked Jiu'er up, and ordered someone to tie Tingyu to the cross pillar and said, "Come on, I will teach you how to shoot flying knives, how about it?"

"Okay, okay." Jiu'er laughed like a warbler.

The dagger drew a black arc and landed firmly on Tingyu's leg. Tingyu's body trembled and he gritted his teeth.

Lian Qingcheng saw it, and clenched her sleeves tightly, with such force that her knuckles turned white.But there was no emotion on his face.

"Oh, it's too low." Baililang smiled and bit Jiu'er's ear, but he paid attention to Lian Qingcheng's every move from the corner of his eyes.

One knife, one knife, every time the knife flew out, Lian Qingcheng's heart trembled.

Ting Yu's face became paler and paler, but he didn't make any sound from the beginning to the end.

Finally, when the sixth knife flew out, Baililang got bored, glanced at the dying Tingyu, and beckoned, "Drag to the back mountain and feed the wolves."

Jiu'er was sent down by Baililang, Lian Qingcheng looked at him with cold eyes, "The crown prince brought me here not only to see how you tortured and killed my maid, right?"

With a cold smile, Baili Lang grabbed Lian Qingcheng's hand and walked towards the secret room behind the rockery.

The secret room was dimly lit, and the road was complicated, Lian Qingcheng only felt that Baililang pulled her to turn many corners before reaching the place.

This is a secret room, but the atmosphere is rather strange, because someone has painted many obscure patterns on the ground like ghostly symbols.

"The national teacher said that this formation is called the soul-locking formation, and it will trap the souls of dying people here firmly, and they will not be free or reincarnated." Baililang looked at the soul-locking formation, just like looking at his beloved. The woman "Wanwan died tragically, how could I be willing to kill you with a knife?"

Lian Qingcheng looked at the arm grabbed by the prince, it was bruised and purple, and then raised his eyes to look at the so-called soul lock formation, his tone was full of disgust, "Prince Ji has told you Qin Wanwan's true identity, the evidence is convincing But you are blindly paranoid. I have nothing to say when I fall into your hands today. When a person is about to die, his words are good. Prince, it is really sad that no one treats you sincerely after living for so long!"

Although Lian Qingcheng said so in his mouth, what he thought in his heart was——

Listen to the rain...it's all up to you!
(End of this chapter)