Concubine God

Chapter 136

"So... baby, you are not as innocent as I imagined..."

It was night, the prefect's mansion was as quiet as before, everything was quiet, everyone had already fallen asleep, only the guards from Anyemen and Tangmen were left patrolling the night.

However, when the guards were not paying attention, they saw a black figure jumping from a certain wing of the prefect's mansion under the moonlight, and quickly left here.

The man in black tapped his toes lightly, jumped back and forth on the roof of the trees, and finally came to a seemingly ordinary mansion outside Longmian City.

Walking to the depths of the mansion, the man came to a wing room, opened the door and entered, only to see three women standing inside.

One of them was Xin Yao'er, while the other two women covered their faces with scarves, so their faces could not be seen, but the man knew their identities clearly.

"You are here." The man's voice was cold, and he couldn't hear his current mood.

"Yes, I don't know what the envoy has to tell us." The three knelt down on one knee together, and one of them, a masked woman in white, spoke.

"I ask you, without my order, why did you act without authorization to attack Murong Zijing? Don't you know that she is not an ordinary little princess at all, but a woman with a simple appearance and a deep scheming heart?" ?” The man sat on the main seat, looking slightly annoyed at the three women kneeling at his feet.

"Responding to the envoy's words, this is an order from the lord, and the subordinates are just following orders." Another masked woman in a light yellow skirt said neither humble nor overbearing.

"Following orders?" The man snorted coldly, "I have already told my lord before that I want to go to Murong Zijing's side to find out their realities first, and my lord has agreed, so how could it be called?" Are you going to assassinate her? Could it be that...you two are still remembering the past, deliberately falsely preaching the will of the Lord, in fact, you want to take the opportunity to kill her to avenge your past sorrows?"

"This subordinate dare not wait! It is the lord who changed his mind and wanted to assassinate Murong Zijing to blame her death on the Holy Dragon Royal Family, causing disputes between the Holy Dragon Royal Family and the Murong Royal Family. Fisherman's profit." The masked woman in a light yellow skirt explained.

"Is that true?" The man narrowed his eyes suspiciously, looking at the woman at the bottom of his feet.

"It's absolutely true, the subordinates will never dare to falsely convey the holy will and deceive the envoy." The three said in unison.

"It's best to be like this. I will ask the Lord for instructions on this matter again. If it is verified that there is no such matter, you should make up your own minds about this matter, and if you lie to others... you should prepare a coffin for yourselves!"

There was a strong murderous intent in the man's cold tone.

"The subordinates dare not!" The three women still knelt on the spot with their heads down, and there seemed to be a trace of fear in their voices.

"Okay...then..." The man glanced at the three women on the ground, smiled lewdly, pointed at the woman in white, and said to the woman in white: "It's just you, tonight, you sleep !"

"...Yes, messenger." The woman in white was stunned for a moment, then gritted her teeth and nodded respectfully in agreement.

"Okay, you two, you can step back first..." Seeing the woman in white kneeling on the ground but trembling body, the man raised a smile with a deep meaning, waved his hand, and let the other two step back .

After Xin Yao'er and the other woman stepped back, the man walked up to the woman in white and squatted down maliciously, stretched out his right hand and tapped the woman's chin, and slowly caressed the small melon-seeded face covered with a veil, and then He lifted her face up to his own.

Seeing the woman turn his face away uncomfortably, the man snorted and snorted, "Oh, I've been raped by that kind of man, why, do you still think I'm a chaste and strong woman? Now, even your father I despise you, tell me... tell me to enjoy it..."

The man's deep voice and warm breath blew into the woman's sensitive ears, and she shrank her neck, but still stubbornly turned her face away from the man.

"Tsk tsk tsk, so stubborn? Why, don't you stop pretending to be weak? Back then, didn't you look sad all day long, as if all the men in the world owed you and should protect you? I found out that except for that kind of idiot who would Want you, no man wants you anymore, so... can't pretend anymore?"

The man didn't care about the woman's behavior, but instead taunted her tirelessly.

"You! Let go of this princess!" The woman finally couldn't bear it, and waved the man's hand away.

"I'm telling you, father won't want me! Father loves me the most, it's impossible to hand me over to a scum like you!" The woman yelled at the man almost hysterically, even raising her hand To slap a man.

The big hand grabbed the woman's pale and slender hand, and the man knocked the woman down to the ground with a backhand slap, and tore off the white veil that covered her face.

Under the white gauze, that pale little face that was red, swollen and congested was obviously designed by Murong Zijing, who lost her life to that stupid son of the Wen family, Princess Ji Wuchen of the Wanhua Kingdom!

Standing up, the man looked contemptuously at Ji Wuchen who was lying on the ground, and sneered as he lifted his black mask. Under the black cloth, he gradually revealed a hideous, scorched face that was almost distorted beyond recognition. face!

"No... no no no! I don't want to see you! Go away! Don't touch me! Go away!" Ji Wuchen closed his tearful eyes in fear, shook his head almost crazily, waved his hands, thinking To drive away the approaching man.

"Be quiet, old man!" The man roared, grabbed Ji Wuchen with both hands, and hugged Ji Wuchen in his arms, then threw him on the bed mercilessly.

"Don't! Don't!" Ji Wuchen kicked her legs vigorously, trying to kick the man in front of her away, but she, who has no strength to restrain a chicken, can't fight against a rough man with martial arts.

"Damn it, what are you going to do? Let me go... Please let me go..." Ji Wuchen cried and begged, but helplessly, the man stood by the bed with his arms crossed and looked down. Looking at her, ignoring her pleas.

"Hehe, as I just said, today, Her Royal Highness, I will take care of you at bedtime..."

"Don't! Don't! You...what do you want to know...I'll say it...I'll say it!" Ji Wuchen was already on the verge of collapse, her pretty face was already soaked with tears, and her throat was sore. Already screaming hoarsely.

(End of this chapter)