Fatal Concubine

Chapter 48 Dancing
Wang Mansion, on the path paved with stone slabs, a figure quietly admired the red maple taking off in the air, the corners of Zhu Ling's mouth slightly curled up, she stared at the bright red maple leaves, dancing in the wind, spreading her hands, A red leaf fell on her palm.

She has black, bright and soft black silk, and creamy jade skin. Under the moonlight, she reflects the dazzling white light of embellished jade. It feels like it will break at the fingertips. She is as tender as a baby. Under the tall and straight nose that shines like ice and snow, she is perfect. Flawless and charming thin lips, attracting people's infinite reverie.

Nangong Yu in the distance stared at her face, and suddenly felt her heart beating like a deer, feeling its beating.

She was really beautiful, really, very beautiful, the kind of beauty he hadn't seen in more than ten years, he just felt that he was so beautiful that people could not help but stop in their tracks.

The breeze is soft and the fallen leaves are fluttering, a unique style of autumn.

"Why do you still look like a child?" Nangong Yu walked over slowly, took the clothes in his hands and put them on Zhuling's body, and then brought Zhuling into his arms.

"I was originally a child." Although she was already a child in her previous life, she is only ten years old in this life. If she doesn't have all the burdens, she really wants to live an innocent life as a child, occasionally acting like a baby.

Nangong Yu looked down at Zhu Ling in his arms, and brushed Zhu Ling's face with his fingertips: "You must know how to recharge your energy."

At the banquet, Zhuling was so arrogant to embarrass the queen and the prince, but at this time, he just reprimanded him lightly. Hearing the words, Zhuling didn't know whether he should be angry or laugh.

She is already fighting like the queen's party in public. This battle is either his death or mine, just like a battle for the throne, but she really doesn't want Nangong Yu to sit in that high position.

Zhuling opened Nangong Yu, but was unexpectedly hugged tightly by Nangong Yu, "But I'm really happy today."

Except for the mother concubine who was the first to give him such a sense of peace of mind, his heart would beat and his mood would be happy when he saw her.

Zhuling raised his head, his black hair was flying, and leaves were falling, brushing the hair that had nothing to do, and his dark eyes were full of joy.

He always has a bit of enchanting evil charm, a bit of leisurely demeanor, a bit of hidden spirit in the dark night, and a bit of misty in the rain and mist.

In short, he is like fire and water, he is like the wandering wind, and he is like a soft willow, calmness is hidden in the arrogance, and purity is in the enchantment. The dual temperament is harmoniously unified in him, which is really better than Feng Ruoye is even more evil.

Seeing this, Zhuling stretched out his hand to pick off the fallen leaves from Nangong Yu's temple, and knew in his heart that he was worried about her, because her hatred was much stronger than this.

Nangong Yu bent down and buried his head in Bo Jin who was chasing the spirit: "There will be no next time."

Zhuling glanced at the corners of her mouth twitchingly, and Nangongyu, who was buried in the back of Bojin's head, couldn't laugh or cry for a moment. How funny it would be for a tall man to nest on a ten-year-old doll.

"Who told the queen to always frame you." Zhuling rolled his eyes, thinking that she really wanted to provoke them, but they provoked her first.

Nangong Yu heard a flash of light in his eyes, he stood up straight and raised his eyebrows: "At this time, they should have already planned to kill them."

He had to take some action, Zhuling listened to the words and raised his eyes to look at him steadfastly, at this time he was different from usual, she had never seen Nangong Yu's expression like this before.

She knew that Nangong Yu's enemies were definitely more than just one party in the palace... Maybe he had as much burden as her...

"I will become ten times stronger than I am now. I will not be your Achilles heel. I will become stronger to protect you."

Not for anything else, just because she wants to be with him...

He was the first person she made a heart-to-heart relationship with...

He was the first person she didn't want to see him hurt...

He was the first person she fought alongside...

He was the first person she loved...

Therefore, she will not become Nangong Yu's weakness, she will not become his fatal weakness, she will become stronger, she has her own powerful strength, and she will make all those who besiege Zhuyun Villa pay a painful price, especially... Zhu Yehao, her uncle...

As long as you show her bottom line, no matter who you are, you will bear her anger!

Nangong Yu chuckled and looked at Zhu Ling's serious face, the flow in those black eyes was clearer than that of the lake water, and those eyes were as solid as a boulder.

At this moment, Nangong Yu's mood improved a little bit. He believed that his concubine would do what she said, but how could she protect her? He protected her almost.

The night was calm, the two embraced each other silently, but no one knew that after the calm, the waves would be ups and downs, and there was still a long way to go, who could predict the next situation...

The golden sun shines from the sky, the blue sky and white clouds, the wind is light and high, the blue color is gratifying, and the fragrance of grass leaves is refreshing.

At this time, countless people had gathered at the gate of the imperial capital of the imperial city, probably people from the entire imperial city and hundreds of miles around, and the entire imperial city was surrounded by water.

No wonder, I heard that Princess Izumo and the now well-known and popular little princess are going to have a decisive battle to grab her husband. Such a good show, who would not come to see it, and more importantly, I can witness the relationship between the little princess and Princess Izumo with my own eyes. beauty.

"Look, it's coming, it's coming." Suddenly there was a commotion ahead, and everyone stretched their necks for fear of missing any wonderful scene.

At this time, Zhu Ling and Feng Lingzhu appeared together, and the crowd who watched couldn't help but gasp when they saw the two.

All of a sudden, there was a commotion, and then there was a complete silence. Everyone focused on Zhu Ling and Feng Lingzhu.

It's so beautiful, they have never seen such a beautiful person in their whole life, Princess Izumo is wearing a fiery red training suit, and the protruding dress completely attracts everyone's attention.

But more people's eyes stayed on Zhu Ling's body. She was dressed in a white dress and had an alluring appearance. Although she was only ten years old, she was still a bit more beautiful than Princess Izumo.

That illusory feeling, that glamorous, haughty attitude, made people suddenly think of the fairy king above the nine heavens...

On the high martial stage, two women as beautiful as celestial beings confronted Qi.

A red dress is like fire, temper is like fire, and a white dress is like ice, full of chill. This fire and ice have their own characteristics, which really makes the audience addicted to watch.

Standing on the Wutai, Zhuling glanced coldly at Feng Lingzhu opposite, with a hidden fire-like aura, it seemed that he had some strength, no wonder he was so arrogant.

With a wave of Feng Lingzhu's hand, a long sword gleaming with cold light was held in her hand. The sword exuded bursts of chill, as if it knew its master's mood, and it also appeared unusually bright.

Feng Lingzhu looked at the expressionless Zhuling with contempt on her face, and said fiercely: "Today we will fight without end, only one of you and I can live."

As soon as the words were uttered, the people watching the excitement around were dumbfounded. Is there a mistake?Why is this seemingly delicate woman so vicious when she speaks? It's a battle of life and death?
One is in the prime of youth, and the other is a naive child. It is extremely regrettable that either of these two dies. The life-and-death battle is too terrifying. Everyone looks at the petite chasing spirit for a moment.

Even if a ten-year-old child starts practicing kung fu at the age of four or five, now it will take at most five years. Everyone knows how much kung fu a child can learn in five years.

And Princess Izumo has long heard that she is good at singing and dancing since she was a child, and her kung fu is not good. The two people are fighting, and the outcome is obvious. No wonder Princess Izumo said such vicious words. Isn't this clearly bullying Ruoxiao?
(End of this chapter)