Chapter 7
"Uh... You said that my fiancée fell into the water in the backyard of the Xiangguo Mansion and was almost drowned?" On the roof of Prince Ning's Mansion, a man in white was holding a wine jar, his eyes were shining, and his thin lips were pink and tender. Even the appearance of hiccupping wine is pleasing to the eye, and a gray footprint on the snow-white clothes can't diminish his elegance in the slightest.

The pretty woman in strong clothes stood at the side with a cold face, the foot closest to him was about to move several times, the rough sole wanted to have another intimate contact with his precious robe.

Relying on her strong self-control, she finally suppressed this rebellious impulse, her lips parted slightly, and she opened her mouth coldly: "She is a good girl, although she is not favored and her status is not high, but after all she is Miss Qianjin of the Xiangguo Mansion, could have lived peacefully in her boudoir and lived a stable life, but she didn't want to have unexpected disasters, she was murdered and almost died, it's really pitiful."

The man in white is naturally His Royal Highness Shangguan Yunqing, King Ning. After hearing these words, he couldn't help but look up at the woman beside him, his eyes were watery, crystal clear and pitiful. I am innocent of any murder against her."

The corners of the pretty woman's eyes twitched again, as if she didn't want to get entangled with this unreasonable prince, so she said coldly, "I'm just here to tell you about this, what does the rest have to do with me? "Then she turned around and jumped off the roof in a neat and unrestrained manner, disappearing without a trace.

"Sissy, you left in such a hurry, is it because you want to seize the time and go with Xiaoye to create a little Qianqian or Xiaoye as soon as possible to play with this king?"

He yelled Shi Shiran in the direction she was leaving, and only when he heard the sound of stumbling and stumbling in the darkness, as well as the woman's slightly annoyed curse, he smiled contentedly.

Afterwards, he lay back on the roof again, took a sip from the wine jar, stared at the moon that was sparing no effort, and murmured: "This king's fiancée fell into the water and was sick in bed. Shouldn't you be visiting?"

The night was silent, his voice dissipated in the air, and it seemed that there was a suppressed light cough faintly.

And in a certain courtyard in the backyard of Xiangguo Mansion at this moment, Murong Zhen finally sent the crying second wife back to the room, and sat alone on the window lattice looking up at the night sky, feeling a little irritable.

A thief's head poked out from the corner of the side wall, and after watching for a while, he carefully rubbed over to her side, and said with a smile: "My good sister, why haven't you rested yet?"

Murong Zhen turned to look at him. This second brother, who came back from Huajie Liuxiang this morning and heard about yesterday's incident, made a fuss, but was imprisoned in the woodshed by Xiangguo's father, his face softened a little.

No matter what, if this second elder brother who is known as a playboy would not hesitate to quarrel with Xiangguo's father for her, she has already accepted his love, even though she is no longer the real Murong Zhen.

"Second brother, weren't you locked in the firewood room? Why did you escape? If mother knows, I don't know what to say about you."

Murong Yao touched his nose helplessly, and said with a smile: "It's not that you don't know, my sister. Mother has that temper. She was actually worried that we would get into trouble, so she became more and more humble. She slapped you today. , it must hurt more than yourself, so you must not blame her."

With a flash in Murong Zhen's eyes, he couldn't help but look at the second elder brother who was pale and obviously overly drunk. Looking over at this moment, he found that he was actually quite a handsome man, especially those eyes, which were so clear and bright that he didn't look like him at all. What a lustful person should have.

Suddenly without warning, she reached out her hand and touched his face, but she didn't want to reach out and feel nothing.

"Sister, what are you going to do?" Murong Yao took two steps back to avoid her hand, with a look of bewilderment, he didn't understand why his younger sister, who was always as cowardly and introverted as her mother, would act like this as if she wanted to belittle him as a relative. brother's behavior.

The look in his eyes couldn't help but become more and more weird, and he was so stimulated that he couldn't help shivering. Why do you feel that this sister has become different since she fell into the water?

Murong Zhen withdrew his hand without changing his face, without any embarrassment or unnaturalness about the behavior just now, he just sat on the window lattice dangling his legs, looked up at the quiet night sky, and said softly: "Second brother, you'd better go back to Chai Go to the room, lest people find that you are missing, and maybe you will be punished more severely."

Murong Yao rubbed his nose again, muttered to himself that he really overreacted, the night was indeed dark, and seeing that his sister was not being bullied, he said goodbye, turned and went back to the firewood room where he was held.

Seeing his thieving figure looking left and right, Murong Zhen wrinkled his nose, then turned around, turned back into the room, closed the window, and quickly packed up the package.

She thought and thought, although she felt sorry for the weak but gentle second wife, but the real Murong Zhen was indeed dead, and after all, she was just a ghost from another world, who just occupied this body by chance and coincidence, she There is gratitude, but it is impossible to be willing to set yourself up because of this gratitude.

She should have died, but was resurrected in this body. This is simply a miracle among miracles. The probability of it happening is almost negligible. How can she waste such a precious and precious opportunity on these things? It is completely inexplicable to her things above?
The third lady of Xiangguo Mansion?The future Princess Ning?
The hands that packed the package were vigorously, and Murong Zhen's face showed various expressions of depression, resentment, sadness, desolation and madness.

Girl, my majestic generation, the peerless thief, mercenary, spy, and killer who have made the police, uncles, agents, and brothers all over the world helpless, scratching their heads, and resentful, want to accept a blind marriage and a dumb marriage, and be decided on a lifelong event?

your sister!
So a certain god got angry and packed up all the valuable things in the room in a lightning-fast manner, then opened the window again with the package on his shoulders, turned over and went out of the window, looked around and saw nothing unusual, so he chose After setting a direction, she resolutely decided to run away from marriage.

What is the third lady of Xiangfu?She is not rare!
(End of this chapter)

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