Seeing each other happily: beautiful men can't be provoked

Chapter 352

Mu Xue curled her thin lips, and smiled sarcastically, "You're right, this is what the strongman finds difficult, as long as you know it."

"You?" He Lianrong was taken aback, "If you marry me, in the future my imperial sister will become the empress, and you and I will be under one person and above ten thousand people. It's better than being chased and killed in Puyu Kingdom and fleeing to frontier."

This woman is not stupid. If she wins the bet and subdues her to let General Mu serve Lou Lan, it will be fine.

As for his own happiness, he had long since lost sight of it.

Mu Xue yawned lazily, and the exaggerated movements made He Lianrong frown.

"Fleeing, as you said, I am currently the general who protects the country, and my father is the king of the county. Who dares to touch me. If you want to choose, you should choose Mingzixi, the prince of Mingzhu Kingdom. Jade."

"So you're using Ming Zixi for the sake of taking advantage?" The man's brows seemed to be knotted. Something touched the string in his past. As long as the woman answered half a sentence wrong, he would end it at all costs. she.

Seeing that Mu Xue didn't speak, He Lianrong was even more puzzled, "Why don't you speak, do you want to acquiesce?"

Mu Xue didn't bother to pay attention to him, and simply turned her back, "I have nothing to say to a person like you who only has calculations in his mind."

He Lianrong was taken aback for a moment, then sneered again, "Of course you dare not admit it."

Mu Xue didn't refute, her chest heaved evenly - she fell asleep!
She rode from day to night, and then met this wonderful prince again, her nerves were tense all the time, since she knew she was safe, why not take this opportunity to rest.

"Dead woman!" He Lianrong was aroused into anger, no one had dared to play him around like this before.

For a moment, he was even more angry with the man in front of him than he was with Long Wuque.

He hated Long Wuque, hated from the bottom of his heart, but this person in front of him inexplicably made him even more angry.

"Pa—" an extremely loud slap.

Mu Xue's eyes were staring from the beating, and she opened her eyes bewilderedly, only to see that she was tied up like a rice dumpling.She reckoned that the five finger marks on her face must be very clear, because it was burning hot right now.

"No one has ever dared to do this in front of this palace, not even perfect." He Lianrong looked at the sleepy man angrily.Even if he is cold and arrogant, it doesn't mean that even his charm is also frozen...

"Uncle, you must be sick!" Mu Xue blurted out without thinking, and immediately regretted it...

She was stupefied and stared, forgetting that this was the world of empresses, and calling him uncle meant—another slap—slap!

Mu Xue took a deep breath, anyway, she was slapped on both sides, she didn't care, she continued to be beaten, she simply closed her eyes and went back to sleep.

He Lianrong's chest rose and fell violently, implying how angry he was at this moment, but he couldn't let any woman get close to him except Wu Que, otherwise maybe seducing her would be twice the result with half the effort.

Even though he has changed a lot since meeting Wu Que that year, he still can't accept other women.

"By the way, what is Wu Que surnamed Hua? It's a weird name, but it suits you well." After Mu Xue finished speaking, she twisted her waist and let herself be tied into a rice dumpling, still sound asleep.

She suddenly missed Ling Long's embrace, Zixi's tenderness, Mo Yan's medicinal fragrance... If there is really no such thing, the coquettishness of a dead mandarin duck can replace it.

In fact, no matter how strong a woman is, she also hopes to have a home, a bed, and a pair of open arms.

Every touch is instantaneous, but the pity after the touch will easily turn into another emotion, love.

She clearly knew that her feelings could not be divided into three parts, but she still couldn't let go of any of them.

(End of this chapter)