Flash Marriage

Meng Dixian couldn't help but think that Chen Hongfei's personality now seems to have become more virulent and heartbreaking than the previous generation, almost arguably distorted.

Watching Yang Liu broke his breath, he was once again paralyzed by the uncertain rain butterfly.

Mao Xinxin shook herself. The British Duchess hurriedly held her back and said to the British prince who had been silent beside herself, "Sir, are you going to...”

Without waiting for the British prince to speak, Mondi Xian stopped immediately and said harshly, "Don't mess with the British prince, lady, stepmother. Don't even look at her when you can't hide from her. Don't even look at her when you don't know anything about this. As soon as the banquet is over, my stepmother and I will return to Mon Mansion immediately. ”

Mao Xinxin obviously couldn't accept, “I am so grown up, no one needs me to hide, no reason to give way. Even if she is a goddess, that is also the goddess of the Witch Creek Country. It is not our Nanda Country. In the territory of our Nanda Country, can she still turn the sky? ”

If they come face to face, everything is on the bright side, they really have nothing to be afraid of, but if the other party treats them like Yang Liu did today, who can guarantee that they will not be hurt without eyebrows?

Instead of ignoring Mao Xinxin anymore, Mengdi Xian looked at the British Duke, whose natural vision was much higher than that of Mao Xinxin. He nodded, "Rest assured, I know what to do. ”

With the words of the British Duke, Meng Dish Fairy was relieved. These two mothers and daughters, the British Guild took care of them, and then she said to the British Duchess, “Yang Liu is dead. After all, Miss Rain Butterfly was frightened in the house, and asked the Lady to send someone to protect her. ”

“Naturally, but...” The British Duchess suddenly realized what the Monkey Monk fairy tale meant and was surprised, “You mean the killer would still do the rain butterfly? Why, isn't Yang Liu dead enough? ”

Meng Dixian shook his head, “I don't know, I just think it's better to be careful. After all, Yang Liu is no longer here, so it's one to keep one. ”

If Yang Liu was killed by Chen Hongfei for inadvertently attracting the attention of the Prince of Witch Creek, what about Yu Butterfly? Meng Dixian wondered what Chen Hongfei would do if he didn't show up.

However, Mengdi Xian would like to know whether Chen Hongfei really doesn't know her or pretends not to know her. Though Chen Hongfei seems to have become foolish and lacking in her head, her ferocity has increased a hundredfold, and this ferocity makes her find it difficult.

“Miss Rain Butterfly, from today on, you will live in the British government. Don't go back to the museum, I will let the guards protect you, don't be afraid. ”

The British Duchess said comfortably, but at this moment the rain butterfly did not seem to hear anything, his eyes were stunned, very empty looking at Yang Liu's body, the whole person was foolish.

It was not until the British Duchess repeated it three times that she suddenly looked back and nodded her head in shock.

“Disk fairy, she doesn't look so good. Something's wrong.” Mao Xinxin whispered that Mengdi Xianxian nodded his head and Yu Hui was a very arrogant person, as can be seen from the attitude she had just taken in the face of Chen Hongfei at the banquet, but she was watching the process of killing her good sisters, and there was nothing she could do to live alone. This experience might haunt her like a nightmare, but it was also a form of torture and pain.

But this is something that no one else can cure and help. She can only come out herself and stop being afraid. But the point is, what if Chen Hongfei doesn't stop?

I'm sure the rainbow butterfly will faint like this, and I think of this layer.

In spite of the fact that the banquet was still going on, Mengdi Xian still found a good excuse to be frightened by Yang Liu's incident. I implore the Emperor to allow himself and his stepmother to leave first.

The Emperor immediately promised, after all, that scene even he himself felt terrified, let alone two women.

When Meng Dish Xian left, the Prince of Witch Creek sat down, but his eyes were on the follower Meng Dish Xian. At this time, Chen Hongfei's delicate voice echoed, “Brother Prince, are you looking at Mon County Master? Is she special to you? ”

Prince Wuxi retracted his gaze and smiled at Chen Hongfei's beautiful face. "No one is special to you. ”

Looking at the beauty in front of him, the Prince of Witch Creek thought of Yang Liu's death. He couldn't help but feel a little cold in his heart. That scene appeared in his mind.

Wan was brought back bloody, Chen Hongfei all cried into tears. After all these years he made countless efforts to capture the beautiful face like this, she almost destroyed it.

Chen Hongfei has no remorse for Wan, he doesn't care, as long as he can follow his plan and do good work. But now everything is ready, everything is ready, and Chen Hongfei is dying because he was scrapped, which completely touches his bottom line.

He would never allow such a thing to happen.

So...

Meng Dixian went all the way back to his garden, which is why he asked Li Zanzheng: “Is the wound on his shoulder serious? ”

Li Zanzheng shook his head sophisticated and said: "My lord, today all my men are useless.” Meng Di Xian stared at him quietly, not with any blame, but with the utmost seriousness: “You know the guard with the frown on his face, right? ”

Li Xuanzheng hesitated a little and nodded, but Mengdi Xian saw that there seemed to be a complicated fear in her eyes, but she insisted, “Not only do you know him, but you also have a great relationship with him? ”

Li Zanzheng bowed his head, a little afraid to look at Meng Dish Fairy. He was sent to protect Meng Dish Fairy. Although he used to be an Emperor, since he was assigned Meng Dish Fairy by the Emperor, he has dedicated himself to Meng Dish Fairy. Plus, all these years of relationship, he has long been persuaded by his master, he dared not hide anything, but this, he really didn't know how to speak, and that past, he never wanted to face it.

Because just thinking about it, he would tremble like a nightmare.

“Let me tell you if he doesn't.” At this moment, he walked outside into a cold, tall man wearing a moon-white brocade robe with a crown jade and eyebrows, and couldn't look away.

Meng Dixian looked at him and smiled: "Why didn't you go to the party today? And now you're here with me? ”

Like today's banquet, Gu Juxi shouldn't be absent. She intuitively felt that the Emperor's heart could be as tall as the Prince of Witch Creek, namely, Gu Juxi, so wherever he came from, the Emperor would let Gu Juxi attend.