Concubine God

Chapter 38

"But..." Murong Zijing gritted her teeth. Damn it, this woman is so fucking insidious. She actually used this kind of trick to beat this princess into submission?Pooh, compared to me, who has spanned thousands of years, you are still too young!

"Miss Wen, why would Xuan say that you are an outsider?" Murong Zijing's small face wrinkled, a look of distress and incomprehension, a cute and innocent baby face that made people have no doubts about her words .

However, she didn't lie. Xuan said it herself that day. Wen Jing belongs to the category of "other people and things". What is it if it's not an outsider?She just made a "sentence pattern change" according to what he meant.

"This...princess, my lord is to appease you and prevent you from doubting my relationship with him." The corners of Wen Jing's mouth twitched, she gritted her silver teeth secretly, and maintained a gentle and mournful tone while suppressing jealousy. and look.

"But, Xuan said he loved me..." And it was the first time he fell in love with a woman!Murong Zijing was unspeakably shy and lightly covered her small face with her water sleeve, but she was actually covering her mouth and snickering.

"Uh, in fact, the lord is indeed interested in the princess, but he still can't let go of the courtier, so he is so embarrassed..." Wen Jing said, as if she wanted to cry again, but in fact, Murong Zi Jing found that there was a crack in her mournful expression when she heard the words she just said, and flashed fiercely. It seems that if this continues, her hypocritical mask will no longer be able to hang.

Looking at the top of Wen Jing's hair, Murong Zijing curled her mouth in disdain, and then immediately changed back to a pure face, biting her pink and thin lips, and murmured in frustration: "How is it possible, Xuan Mingming just I said that I was the first and only woman he fell in love with..."

"What?" Suddenly looking up in disbelief, Murong Zijing clearly saw Wen Jing's current expression, jealousy, resentment, gnashing of teeth, and that murderous gaze all appeared in front of her eyes in an instant.

Hehe, can't you bear it just like that?This is too messed up...

There was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, and Murong Zijing looked at Wen Jing with astonishment and fear, just like a beautiful sheep seeing Big Big Wolf, and said in a slightly trembling baby voice: "Wen, Sister Wen, the way you look now is so scary..." As he said that, his eyes turned red, and the tears quickly condensed, rolling down like beads from a broken thread, obviously crying because he was "scared".

"Uh...princess, that, I don't, I'm just a little surprised by what you said just now..." I never thought that the true temperament revealed by my consciousness would scare Murong Zijing to tears, Wen Jing is now anxious and anxious Angrily, she still looked out of the door worriedly, for fear that someone would break in at this time.

However, how could Murong Zijing, who deliberately made herself cry, stop crying because of her mere words?The eyes were like faucets, tears rolled down, and the little hands kept rubbing the red eyes, looking embarrassed and pitiful.This appearance of being bullied made Wen Jing anxious, and she didn't care too much. She pulled the dazed maid beside her and stood up. With a wink, she asked her to go out and watch, and then hurried to Murong Zijing to comfort her : "Your Highness, my servant just shocked Feng Jia, please make amends, Your Highness, can you stop crying?" Wen Jing took out a handkerchief to wipe Murong Amethyst's tears, coaxing her, but her eyes were full of tears. Full of disdain.

Well, a few days ago, she and her sister suspected that this little princess was so calm and calm at the banquet. She might not be a scheming person. When I saw her today, she and her sister were completely overwhelmed. Aren't they just a little idiot? what!Cry when you are scared!
Huh?Scared?Wen Jing's almond eyes suddenly widened, a flash of light flashed, and she had an idea...

"Your Highness, you need to know something. With such a childish temper all day long, the lord will soon get tired of you. I know the lord. He doesn't like such childish women." She put on a shrewd look, "teaching" Murong Zijing like a big sister.

There was a flash of interest in the bright eyes covered by the little hand, heh, why, the bitter meat can't be solved, so another way?That being the case, let's have fun with you.

So, with a bewildered expression on her little face, Murong Zijing asked nervously: "Then sister, what should I do? I'm really afraid that Xuan doesn't like me..."

"Hehe, don't be afraid, as long as you are considerate, don't make things difficult for him." The implication is that he promised to let her be Long Aoxuan's concubine, as long as she stays by Long Aoxuan's side, he will be happy. You will definitely find your own good.Wen Jing is still fantasizing.

"But..." Murong Zijing looked hesitant.

"It's nothing!" Wen Jing interrupted her impatiently, but when she saw the fear on her face, she forced a dry smile twice and then turned back to a gentle face, "Uh, Your Highness, you don't have to Don't worry, just do as I tell you."

"According to what you said?" At this moment, a voice suddenly came in from the side, as cold as February frost, Wen Jing trembled all over, the expression on his face changed from complacent to frightened, and Murong Zijing Then when he heard the familiar voice, he raised the corner of his mouth almost invisibly.

"My lord... my lord..." Wen Jing's expression now is like a mouse that ate a cat and met a cat. The gentle and graceful expression on her face has long since disappeared, leaving only the unconcealable panic.

Damn it, what is that damn girl Dong'er doing? Long Aoxuan didn't make a sound when she came, is she dumb?Let's see how she takes care of her when she goes back!Wen Jing thought bitterly, and a sternness flashed in her eyes at the same time.

"Dong'er was kicked out of the palace by the Year of the Dragon long ago." Long Aoxuan pierced Wen Jing's thoughts coldly, and a disgusted expression appeared on his usually indifferent handsome face. With her shivering delicate body and sad tears all over her face, a strong killing intent shot out from her dark pupils.

"Baby, come here..." Frowning, Long Aoxuan tried his best to soften his voice, and walked forward to embrace her in his arms. However, the undiminished anger still hung on his face, making the originally cold The handsome face looked even more frightening, making Murong Zijing hide even further away.

(End of this chapter)