The first calamity of the immortal of fast transmigration

Chapter 159 I am the favorite of men (35)
The boy under the moon promised her, "I like you." I like you so much that I can't believe it, my Lu Shuangyue, what can I do for you?The latter sentence was something he didn't say.

At this moment Murong Jing didn't know yet.

For Lu Shuangyue, he has long...preferred to his soul...

But suddenly there was a dull pain in his heart.

The caring and pampering after the wedding made Lu Shuangyue more or less plausibly believe that Murong Jing may still have some affection for her.

However, Xian Chen's words extinguished all her fantasies.

"He is a spy of Nanying Country. He approached you and me only for revenge for Nanying Country and the ruined Murong Clan.

Do you still remember Nanxuan, the leader of the dark guards of Nanying Kingdom?The correspondence between Murong Jing and him has become more and more frequent recently. "

After saying that, Xianchen handed a stack of letters to Lu Shuangyue.

The handwriting is like a person, and the style of the pen is evil and exquisite. It is Murong Jing's personal letter.

Well, this handwriting is exactly the same as that of Zhaoyu Demon Venerable.So many times, Lu Shuangyue would even doubt whether Zhaoyu Demon Lord is Murong Jing.

But every time she vehemently denied it.

One is the Taboo Demon Lord.

One is the taboo son of the ancient dynasty.

So, how could Zhaoyu and Murong Jing be the same person?

She read all the letters.

As the letter fell, the girl's sparkling eyes were desolate and beautiful.

Ha ha.

The letter said——

"Your Majesty, please rest assured (your Majesty here refers to Ye Ming, the emperor of Nanying Kingdom). Princess Yingyue has long been charmed by me and lost her soul, and so is Xianchen. Sooner or later, the Chenxi Empire will perish in the hands of this prince." .”

Ha ha.

Murong Jing, His Royal Highness, you are really a monster. You hooked the imperial brother Xianchen with your left hand, and hooked me, a stupid and crying little princess, with your right hand. So, am I being played by you?

"Brother Emperor, I understand." The girl slowly closed her beautiful eyes, and the letter was completely burned in the flames, as if her heart was also being burned bit by bit.

The heart is ashamed.

(ps: The letter was not written by Murong Jing, that's why Lu Shuangyue burned it. This is a misunderstanding, but it was still abused later, especially... especially abused.)
"Are you going to kill him now?" Xian Chen looked back at Lu Shuangyue by the glazed window.

This is his temptation to her.

Are you willing to Murong Jing?

The little fox tilted his exquisite little v-face, and stupidly raised the fox's paw and tapped the tip of his pretty nose, "Huh! Murong Jing, you overestimate yourself, look, Xianchen wants to kill you, man!" Actually, I don't care about you at all!"

Xiumei frowned slightly, Lu Shuangyue's slender fingertips slowly covered her eyebrows, and her jade-like pupils seemed to be flowing with galaxy starlight,

"No. Just let him do it. When the time comes, let him deliver false news to Emperor Nanying, Ye Ming. Then, wouldn't we get twice the result with half the effort?"

It was so true that the girl almost believed it herself.

Such a high-sounding reason was simply because she was reluctant to part with Murong Jing.

"Okay." Xian Chen nodded and said nothing.

All the way back to the princess mansion in a daze.

It is spring day.

Flowers are falling all over the sky.

The girl almost fainted in the cascades of falling flowers. At the moment before she fainted, she seemed to see a face in a trance. It was extremely enchanting and beautiful. The man looked flustered, as if he loved her so much. However, Lu Shuangyue smiled desolately and beautifully, hehe, it was so ridiculous, she was about to faint, but in the illusion, the person she saw was Murong Jing,

So, she likes him so much, even when she was fainting, was she fantasizing about him supporting her?

Not fantasy.

　Hee hee, tyrannical, I started to abuse later, I feel sorry for Murong Jing, hahahaha, well, there is sweetness in abuse, and cruelty in sweetness

　　
　
(End of this chapter)