Ghost eye mad concubine is too hot

Chapter 23
Narrowing his eyes, he glanced back and forth on Yun Zhongque's sharp-edged handsome face, and finally, Huo Ruge smiled with red lips, put down his chopsticks, and moved a little closer to him.

Staring straight ahead, Yun Zhongque made up his mind that he would rather die than follow through!No matter what he said, he didn't want to have any eye contact or collision with this stinky bitch who was no different from a devil in front of him.However, the more he thought about it, the more he could arouse Huo Ruge's infinite desire to challenge, but just when she was about to speak while staring at Yun Zhongque, whose lips were straightened and his face darkened, a voice suddenly came from behind her. A rather arrogant voice.

"My concubine, it's not good to get too close to a strange man."

As he said that, Murong Heng took a slow step and sat directly across from Huo Ruge, his long and narrow eyes narrowed into two slits, and at first glance, it seemed that there was a faint smile.

As if he hadn't heard Murong Heng's voice, Huo Ruge's eyes still stayed on Yun Zhongque who was at the side, and the expression of interest remained on his face, as if he hadn't noticed at all that at this moment, there were only two people at the round table. , There has already been an unexpected guest.

Tightening his lips, Yun Zhongque closed his eyes, completely ignoring Murong Heng's intentions.And the latter seemed to have the same thought, and sat down beside Huo Ruge.

Seeing her intentionally ignoring his own existence, Murong Heng didn't show any look of annoyance, but the cobalt blue light from those dark eyes was slightly intensified.

Seeing the cold light in Murong Heng's eyes intensify, Zhan Feng who was standing behind him suddenly had some kind of ominous premonition.

On the surface, there is not much difference between him and this moody, tyrannical and perverse unparalleled prince and those ordinary masters and servants.But in fact, he and Murong Heng grew up together.Even so, Murong Heng still has a wariness towards him as high as a mountain and as deep as an ocean, as if there is no one and nothing in this world that can make him trust enough.Rather than saying that he is a very wary person, it is better to say that he is a cold-blooded animal at all.

There is nothing in this world that can warm up his extremely cold flesh and blood, and make him show the slightest characteristic of a human being.

The lobby on the second floor of Deyue Tower was eerily quiet because of Murong Heng's appearance, not because no one dared to speak, but because all the guests here had already fled away as soon as he appeared.You know, offending the Holy One will at most result in a scar the size of a bowl of head, but if one accidentally offends King Jing, then it can only be described in four words: life is better than death.

Suddenly, at this moment, Huo Ruge, who had been keeping his eyes on Yun Zhongque, suddenly turned to Murong Heng, his delicate face was bright, and he exclaimed as if he had just noticed his existence: " Yo, isn't this His Highness Prince Jing?"

The corners of his lips twitched, Zhan Feng couldn't help but look at Huo Ruge twice more.She is probably the only one who dares to speak so disrespectfully to Murong Heng and still survive till now!
As if he didn't care about Huo Ruge's irritating arrogance at all, Murong Heng slowly raised his thin red lips, and slightly lifted his slashed chin, the cold light in his eyes streamed down, but there was an air that was enough to make people feel ashamed. The temptation of the crazy and reckless evil charm.

"Please come over to the shopkeeper Deyuelou." Murong Heng's voice was cold and piercing, concise and clear, which was in stark contrast to his charming and wild delicate face.

He's never been one for crisp lines, but his manner is breathless in its simplicity.

Soon, Zhanfeng came to him with the trembling shopkeeper.

"The young one is the shopkeeper of Deyuelou. I wonder what orders the lord has?" The shopkeeper of Deyuelou is a short, fat middle-aged man with a pair of small, round black eyes.Standing beside Murong Heng, he is not much taller than him who is sitting.At this moment, because of Murong Heng's icy coercion, he lowered his head and looked even smaller.

Without responding to the chunky shopkeeper, Murong Heng picked up a glass of wine from the table, his eyes stayed on the emerald green wine glass, and after a long silence, he slowly opened his mouth: "It's really good wine."

Hearing the sound, the shopkeeper was slightly taken aback, not knowing whether to answer or not, so he remained silent.He can also be regarded as someone who has seen the world, in front of the moody Prince Wushuang, he can more or less decide what to do and what not to do.

Hearing Murong Heng praise Deyuelou's food and drink for no reason, Huo Ruge looked at him with suspicion.She raised her eyebrows slightly, and she stared at him, but the latter didn't seem to notice her gaze, and his gestures and gestures exuded endless elegance and nobility, which didn't seem to be intentional for her to see at all.

After a pause, Murong Heng put the wine glass back on the table, and the light in his long and narrow phoenix eyes suddenly became sharp and sharp, almost burning two holes in the body of the shopkeeper at the side.

When Murong Heng saw this, the shopkeeper immediately knelt down on the ground, his round face was already covered with bead-sized beads of sweat, and he looked terrified.

Seeing this, Huo Ruge slapped the table and growled, "An Sheng who doesn't even let anyone eat a meal, Murong Heng, what are you going to do?"

As if he didn't hear her question at all, Murong Heng's eyes were fixed on the fat shopkeeper, his two thin lips moved slightly, but what came out of his red and charming lips was cold and deadly words: "The food and wine are so good! , hindering the relationship between the king and the concubine."

After all, there was almost no warning, only the light of the knife flashed, and the plump body of the fat shopkeeper had already fallen under Zhan Feng's knife.Thick blood continuously flowed out from the huge wound in front of his throat, exuding a thick fishy smell.The taste mixed with wine and vegetables is disgusting.

The fat shopkeeper's round and bright black eyes fixed firmly on Murong Heng's body, the black pupils were constantly expanding and emptying, and the fat face was distorted and deformed by excessive panic and pain.

Although Zhanfeng's saber technique is unparalleled in the world, that saber did not end the fat shopkeeper's life immediately.

The grunting sound of the fat shopkeeper trying to inhale oxygen filled his ears, but it seemed particularly ironic.

Glancing lightly at the fat shopkeeper who was gradually becoming stiff, Huo Ruge frowned slightly, but it only lasted for a short moment before returning to his original smile.

"Didn't the prince come here just to kill an innocent person?"

Seeing Huo Ruge's calm and composed appearance, Zhan Feng was shocked again.

There are not many people who can keep their faces unchanged before such a bloody scene, let alone a woman!
Now, he can somewhat understand why his master, who has always been indifferent to human fireworks, would have such a great interest in Huo Ruge.

"Of course not. I just want to know, is Aifei satisfied with the food and drinks here?"

"Satisfied..." The corners of her lips were lifted a little higher, Huo Ruge stood up, raised her eyebrows and paused for a moment before continuing: "It's just..." As she spoke, she turned her head towards the fat shopkeeper's body on the ground , the expression on his face remained the same, but the streamer in those almond eyes seemed to be a little deeper than before.

(End of this chapter)