Beautiful concubine: cold king's genius concubine

How dare someone like Baili Chonghua?

Mu yunyun really didn't expect that they were all passed down as human eating demons and bloodthirsty demons. Unexpectedly, there are women who will like them? And she is also a great beauty with the role of a nine day Xuannv. Tut tut

Sure enough, since ancient times, beauty matches heroes!

After picking his eyebrows, Mu Yun looked at the superior hundred Li Chonghua who was still riding on the horse. Just looking at him like this, he didn't seem to be very interested in this beauty.

Sure enough, the next second I heard a hundred miles of heavy hualeng voice: "I still like others to call me Pluto!"

Ji Ruyue, who was originally full of joy because of seeing Baili Chonghua, heard this sentence, the expression on her face instantly solidified, embarrassed, unbelievable, and finally turned into loss.

"Why are you still like this..." Ji Ruyue's tears swirled in her eyes. "What's wrong with me? Why are you always thousands of miles away from me? I don't understand, Chonghua, I really don't understand..."

Rao is the real sister of Muyun. After reading this picture, they can't help but want to wipe her tears. However, the hero of Baili Chonghua hasn't changed at all, and his voice is still so cold.

"The king will send a team of elite soldiers to escort you to your sphere of influence. Next time, if the saint wants to come to me, you'd better come as an envoy. Otherwise, if you are caught again, the king may not have such good patience and save you again." Bai lichonghua turned his horse's head and didn't intend to stay here for another minute.

However, his unfeeling appearance completely annoyed Ji Ruyue!

Seeing that the tears were about to fall, Ji Ruyue took a deep breath and forced her back to her eyes. Looking at his whip, she scolded: "stop!"

The horse, whose hooves had been raised, was stopped by the hundred mile heavy Hua and gave a long hiss.

After Baili Chonghua calmed the restless horse, he didn't turn the horse's head, or even his body. He only slightly tilted his head backward. There was a trace of undetectable boredom in his tone, "what else?"

Ji Ruyue wiped the tears from her eyes, pushed away the people holding her, stood up, summoned up the courage and asked, "if you don't like me at all, why do you come to save me?"

"Why?" a sneer came from under the hundred mile Chonghua mask. "The king didn't save you, Ji Ruyue, but the saint of Sanskrit."

"Saint..." Ji Ruyue seems to be hit hard. "If I'm not a saint of Sanskrit, but Ji Ruyue, won't you even look at me?"

Baili Chonghua did not answer, but was silent.

It's unnecessary to ask Ji Ruyue's question. Maybe it's better to answer. If you don't answer, it's really crueler than answering!!

Ji Ruyue left a tear from the corner of her eye and cried silently, which is more cherished than crying loudly. "It turns out that I, Ji Ruyue, have no status in your heart... If I were just Ji Ruyue, my life and death would have nothing to do with you, but I am a saint, a saint of Sanskrit, so Ji Ruyue can die, but the saint can't."

"Oh no, a saint can die, but she can't die on your big land, can she?"

"Yes." Baili Chonghua admitted without hesitation, "the king is not afraid of your Sanskrit religion. If he wants to fight, he will fight! But the big people can no longer bear the fire of war."