Ghost eye mad concubine is too hot

Chapter 47
Hearing about "Panlong Villa", Huo Ruge suddenly thought of Yun Zhongque and that white-robed man who looked like a banished fairy—Ye Qing.

Now, it seems that even Murong Heng is inextricably linked with "Panlong Villa", and Huo Ruge couldn't help but wonder what kind of place this "Panlong Villa" is.She still clearly remembered that when she saw Ye Qing for the first time, Yun Zhongque said that he smelled like fresh blood.If it's just a killer organization that uses people's money to eliminate disasters for others, then that's fine.However, Panlong Villa does not seem to be as simple as the killer organization.

At least, no killer would chase a wild fox with 800 years of cultivation to a dead end, and he had to give up the fire orb to escape.There is no assassin organization that would use Yin soldiers with great fanfare to assassinate a violent prince who has many negative rumors.

Thinking of this, an unprecedented chill rushed from the soles of Huo Ruge's feet all the way to the back of her neck.

No wonder Yun Zhongque showed that expression when he saw Ye Qing, the people in Panlong Villa could even create Yin soldiers, they are no different from evil spirits in the world.

In contrast, Murong Heng's behavior is not childish!

Suddenly, a sharp and piercing smile came.Huo Ruge, who came back to his senses, raised his head violently, only to see that smeared, pale and enchanting man who was smiling tremblingly, his pale and long face was distorted and deformed by the exaggerated smile, squeezed into a A cloud of indistinct colors.

Under the dark night sky, there were only the shrill laughter of the feminine man who was almost insane and the slight sound of teeth grinding, which was outrageous.

After a long time, the feminine man with heavy make-up stopped laughing at the end of a long lingering sound, a pair of feminine and slender pupils looked straight at Murong Heng, and a touch of love appeared in the eyes of a little girl under the slender eyeliner. A look of reproach.

After laughing, the man twisted his slender and graceful waist and swayed in front of Murong Heng, as if he didn't see Huo Ruge at all, he stretched out his slender and slender nails, but smeared with thick black poison, to caress Murong Heng's strong and broad chest.

The moonlight floated, and a touch of verdant green appeared on the man's thick black non-reflective nails, like the letter of a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity before hunting, making people cold from head to toe.

As if inadvertently leaning back slightly, Murong Heng's knife-like lips had a smile that has never changed for thousands of years, vividly expressing the etiquette that the royal family should have, but with a natural alienation, which made people feel uncomfortable. No closer than half an inch.

Holding the same smile, the feminine man did not show any dissatisfaction with Murong Heng's intentional or unintentional alienation.Instead, he folded his hands into his sleeves and his gaze became steep.

"Why did Prince Jing bring such a hideous woman?"

"When did the Guardian 'Spirit Snake' care so much about this king's housework? Could it be that... he was influenced by someone?" Without directly answering the feminine man's question, Murong Heng changed the subject and held Huo Ruge His hands tightened.

After being pinched by him like this, Huo Ruge's anger was only slightly reduced.

He even said that she looks hideous!That dead shemale has a hideous face!His whole family looked hideous!

Seeing that Murong Heng changed the topic without a trace, the feminine man didn't hold back, but smiled lightly and gave a little courtesy: "Your lord was joking, you are the only one in my heart, how could you be influenced by others for no reason? ?”

"Ouch..." Suddenly, at this moment, before the feminine man could finish speaking, everyone heard a retching sound, and the retching person was none other than Huo Ruge who was standing next to Murong Heng. .

Silence, a heinous silence instantly diffused in the air, with a strong smell of gunpowder and old vinegar.

"Tsk, my family said that women are troublesome, with long hair and short-sightedness, and they can't even stand such a scene." With a coquettish sound, she leaned beside Murong Heng, and the Spirit Snake Guardian looked at Huo Ruge with disgust.

Seeing this, without waiting for Murong Heng to open his mouth, Huo Ruge climbed onto his chest, and stuck his whole body into the crook of his neck, pretending to be a sick beauty all the time, calling out "headache".What's more, he forcibly grabbed Murong Heng's hand, ignored the strange eyes of the people around him, and pressed it firmly on his lower abdomen, and deliberately showed the joy of being a new mother.

"I wanted to leave a surprise for you, my lord. Since everyone is here today, why don't the concubines let you enjoy the happiness of our Prince Jing's mansion. My lord, you are going to be a father..."

Huo Ruge's voice was not loud, but it was enough for everyone present to hear it clearly, not only including the Spirit Snake Guardian at the side, but also the sixth prince Murong Qi who was left on the carriage by Murong Heng.

Hearing this, Zhanfeng standing in front of Murong Heng was shocked, and subconsciously turned to his master, but when he met his murderous smile, he suddenly realized the truth.

At the same time, the face of the feminine man with heavy makeup froze, and his heavily painted lips twitched, as if he had forgotten how to react for a moment, but his silence was only for a short moment.His slender facial features suddenly turned cold, and when he spoke again, he no longer had the pretentiousness at the beginning, but changed into a cold and piercing male voice: "Prince Jing, the Patriarch has been waiting in Taoyuan for a long time, please Get on the sedan chair."

After finishing speaking, the feminine man waved his emerald green sleeves, and six lines of pink silk satin floated down from the dark night sky, and a gorgeous brocade sedan chair stood between every two lines of silk satin.

"Zhan Feng, send the sixth master back to the palace." Murong Heng said calmly with his long and narrow phoenix eyes flashing across the gorgeous sedan chair.

After listening, although Zhan Feng hesitated a little, he didn't raise any objection to Murong Heng's order.

After the carriage gradually disappeared from sight, Murong Heng moved his steps and got into the sedan chair without hesitation.However, he was not the only one who sat in, Huo Ruge was also there.

"Concubine Jing is pregnant, and this king rides with her, presumably the spirit snake protector will not hinder her." As he spoke, Murong Heng rubbed Huo Ruge's abdomen with his big hand deliberately, like a good husband appearance.

Squinting his slender eyes, although the Guardian Spirit Snake didn't stop the two from riding together, he stared at Huo Ruge and snorted fiercely, his jealous look really made people laugh.

When the door curtain was lowered, Huo Ruge immediately slapped Murong Heng's hand away from her lower abdomen.

"What? Didn't you keep leaning on the king just now, turning your face and denying him so quickly." With her phoenix eyes raised, Murong Heng looked at Huo Ruge with a smile that was half a smile.His night-like black eyes were deeper than before, making it hard for people to see the true meaning hidden in them.

The space in the sedan chair is almost only one-third of that of a carriage. Even though Murong Heng and Huo Ruge are not strong-backed people, such a small space is still a bit crowded for them.

(End of this chapter)