Allure in one dance: Immortal concubine dominates the world

Chapter 179 He is Qianmoran

A trace of air-conditioning brushed against the tip of the nose. Cold, the kind of air-conditioning emitted, is a kind of indifference as if everything in the world is out of sight.

Just like the ice lotus in the snow, indifferent and dust-free.

My heart hurts; no words can express that feeling.

This breath is not from Qian Mo. The coldness on Qian Mo's body is not so decisive.

Allure is silent, isn't it him?But the voice. No.
"Ah..." Under the watchful eyes of everyone, everyone looked at the young man and gasped, only to see that the young man's white fingers actually
Touched the Seventh Prince's cheek.
The breeze was swaying, and the streets that should have been noisy during the Lantern Festival were completely silent at this time.

Slowly supporting the man's face, Qingcheng's fingers were trembling. Yes, it was him.

This face has long been engraved into memory, in the soul. Her Qianmoran.
For the first time, she really wanted to have a pair of eyes.

"I don't want to see blood, it's up to you to choose." Eyes swept over the little boy in front of him, and the man's voice was ice-like.

Everyone gasped again, this little boy.
Qingcheng couldn't hear it at all, but when the guards of Yunxi Kingdom realized that they were about to catch the little boy,
Qingcheng held the seventh prince's face in his hands, nodded his feet and put his red lips together
Then, the Seventh Prince was treated lightly by a little prince in the street.

Some girls around couldn't bear the load on their hearts and passed out.

The guards were also stunned.

Not to mention their Seventh Prince kissing a man, even a woman has not had a concubine in the mansion so far, and even the maids are replaced by men.
And Prime Minister Yan Guo, who was rushing to greet the Seventh Prince, was saying that the announcement had come, but he hadn't seen anyone yet. He came to greet him in person
As a result, his gorgeous feeling was struck by lightning.

The Seventh Prince, a trace of lavender flashed in his deep eyes, and then he pushed out a palm with his left hand.
"呲" a mouthful of blood spilled out,

Unprepared, Qingcheng was struck ten meters away by a palm, lying on the ground, dusty.

The night is long and quiet.

Under the shadow of candles in the middle of the night, the Seventh Prince took out a snow-white silk handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped his lips, and then the handkerchief fell into pieces in the hands of the Seventh Prince.

Fragments flew in the air, drifting away like butterflies.
Qingcheng stood up, even if she didn't have any spells. There is only one person in this world who can hurt her body
He is Qian Moran.

Everyone stared blankly at the young master on the ground, the white clothes were stained with dust, and they were in a state of embarrassment.

I saw the blind young master slowly raised his hands and stood up, the moonlight dragged the young master's figure very long, very long.

(End of this chapter)