The Evil Emperor Pursues His Wife: Sheng Chong Shifei

Chapter 2
Faintly, she only heard, "Shangguan Qing, return to the throne...Shangguan Qing, return to the throne..."

Ling Ling was no longer conscious, and passed out in a blink of an eye.

On the cold ground, Ling Ling gradually regained consciousness, and she vaguely heard two men talking.

One was about forty or so, with a slightly obscene and obsequious voice, while the other was still young, with a nice voice, but his tone was full of disdain and disgust, which made Ling Ling disgusted for no reason.

"Did she really faint?" the young man asked.

"Yes, my lord, she fell into a coma after hitting her head on the ground, do you want to ask a doctor to treat her?" the middle-aged man said hesitantly.

Prince?This young man's name is Wang Ye?Where are you now?Is it the valley bottom of Jingshan Resort, or the fierce hands?

She tried hard to open her eyes, but couldn't.

"No need, Steward Liu, Miss Shangguan will give it to you, so you can enjoy it."

Ling Ling was extremely disgusted by what the young man said.

"Enjoy?" Ling Ling could feel the malice of these two words from his tone.

Ling Ling didn't know whether the "Shangguan Qing" that this young man was talking about was herself, but at present, it seemed that there was no one else in the room.

"My lord, this is the bride you just married..."

"What are you afraid of? With this king backing you up, if I don't like her, she's nothing!" After finishing speaking, Ling Ling heard footsteps, the young man seemed to have gone out, and the door was closed. the sound of

She tried to move her little finger, and her body felt pain, it seemed that the fall was really hard just now.

Ling Ling slowly opened her eyes, she saw that middle-aged man just now was about to tear her clothes.

With a sound of "tearing", the veil was torn open, exposing her fair and flawless shoulders. The housekeeper straightened his eyes and squinted at Ling Ling's exposed snowy muscles.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ling Ling stood up abruptly, walked towards the butler's vital parts, kicked the man in front of her to the ground, she stepped on the man's face fiercely, and looked down at him.

"Oh, Shangguan Qing, you little bastard is going to rebel, let me go!" Although the housekeeper was stepped on the ground by Ling Ling and couldn't move, he still yelled at Ling Ling fiercely.

Ling Ling glanced at him sharply, and the aura exuded from the inside out made the housekeeper dare not speak any more. The housekeeper was terrified. Is this Shangguan Qing who the prince just married?
"who are you?"

"I, I am the housekeeper of the palace." The housekeeper was puzzled by her question, but he was frightened and answered honestly.

Guan Qian looked up at her, was this the weak Shangguan Qing who didn't even dare to speak out loud?
Ling Ling stepped on the butler's face and pressed it hard, and the Hakka begged for mercy, crying bitterly: "Miss Shangguan, this is all the order of the prince, slave, slave is only following orders, please let the slave go."

Ling Ling felt a pain in her back because of this violent movement, but she still held back, no flaws could be seen from her heroic face, she asked in a deep voice, "Where did the prince go?!"

The steward lowered his head and replied hesitantly: "Slave, I don't know..."

Seeing the steward's dodging eyes, Ling Ling knew it in her heart. She exerted some strength on her feet, and the steward's face turned into a liver-colored face. At this moment, Ling Ling asked again: "Where did the prince go?"

The butler quickly looked at Ling Ling and begged for mercy: "My lord, my lord has gone to... the brothel, please let the slave go."

Ling Ling didn't seem to be lying to her when he looked at him, and he relaxed a little on his right foot. The housekeeper thought that Ling Ling was going to leave to find the prince, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, Ling Ling suddenly kicked up and kicked the butler's ass again, quickly pinched his neck with his right hand, and said ruthlessly, "What dynasty, year and month now?"

She has to figure out what dynasty and time she is in.

The butler was taken aback by her question, didn't she know?The strength on his neck tightened suddenly, and he groaned, "Cen Chu Daguo, this year is 230, July...the ninth day of the month."

Ling Ling felt a pain in his head when he said these things. What kind of dynasty was this? The only historical countries in his head seemed to have never heard the name of this country.

Ren's thoughts fluttered for a while, and the strength in her hand became a little stronger, and she ordered: "Take me to find the prince!"

The butler had no choice but to lead the way. Ling Ling and the butler were quite eye-catching along the way. Although it was already dark, the capital had just entered the most bustling and bustling moment. to them.

Ling Ling didn't care about other people's probing and curious eyes. She kept staring ahead, restraining the butler all the time, without any slack. She was an agent, so she naturally understood the rules of an agent, and she was dedicated not to be affected by external objects.

"Guest officer, you can't go in, we don't accept female guests here."

The dolled-up old man at the door stretched out his hand to stop Ling Ling. Ling Ling looked at her and asked coldly, "Is the prince in there?"

(End of this chapter)