Princess hard to chase: demon husband, don't be reckless!

In the tent, covered by dark silk and satin, she was fragrant and beautiful. After a few seconds, she found a looming figure, revealing more than half of her fragrant shoulder.

White and transparent skin, the snow-white bandage on the shoulder is wrapped from the shoulder to the waist, and the bandage stained with blood emits a fishy and sweet taste.

High and cold back, elegant as bamboo, slender and elegant.

Take a look, it's amazing.

Look, it makes people want to fall.

With his eyes slightly raised, he lianyunlu lazily took out a dark red porcelain vase from his arms, waving a domineering Golden Phoenix on it.

Her fingertips gently rubbed the mouth of the bottle. She stepped forward and said, "this is the palace secret medicine hard to find by the Fengming royal family. The wound on your shoulder is three points deep into the bone. Although it stops bleeding, it will not be cured without the holy medicine... Since I want to protect you completely, I am not willing to see the scars on you."

Lifting his eyes, before the man refused, the medicine bottle was stuffed into Beiming Tin's hand.

"Three times a day, taboo eating spicy wine."

The voice was soft and soft, light and shallow, rippling in his ears. Beiming tin forgot his reaction for a moment, and his dark and deep eyes were complex and obscure.

"Rest early."

Still didn't give the man a chance to speak. He Lianyun left without looking back. He staggered Beiming's eyes when he spoke.

Her hand had touched the thick curtain, and half of her body had gone out.

"Why did you save me?" He asked.

"Beautiful people deserve to be treated well." She answered.

"Is that all?"

"What else do you want?"

What else do you want? He also wants to ask, what does this restless throbbing heart want.

The seductive means of a man's favorite woman of 3000, can he not achieve such enchantment?

It's ridiculous.

When Rong Fu entered the tent, he found that his prince was still standing, leaning against the walnut carved wooden table, stepping on the soft blanket, and looking thoughtfully at a small medicine bottle in his hand.

He had never seen the little dark red bottle.

Therefore, if he didn't prepare it for the master, it must be princess Fengming.

"It's getting late. Do you want your subordinates to serve the Lord and rest?" Rong Fu asked.

Beiming's Tin moist eyes shrunk slightly, looked at the hourglass, and his unhappy sight flitted over Rong Fu.

"I apologize."

Rong Fu looked at the man who was still a stranger and exuded the smell of abstinence, and understood his Passover.

I thought the master didn't show any difference because he was close to Princess Fengming. It was because the cleanliness habit was alleviated, but I didn't think so.

I don't like anyone touching at all.

"Where are the people?" The tired voice was a little hoarse. Beiming tin rubbed the porcelain vase in his hand, like Helian Yunlu's casual friction action.

Rong Fu was stupefied, and replied, "the emperor who has been looking at your master for so many years has already died in full. Today, there is no ancient eye liner around the master."

"Well, bury it."

Unable to hear the words of joy and anger, Rong Fu nodded. For so many years, even if their master had the ability to turn clouds and rain, he was still fighting with the emperor in vain.

This is not the father and son, this is simply the enemy of the wrong plate.

"What else?"

Rong Fu hesitated for a moment: "master, you allow Princess Fengming to approach you. Do you want to use her to get help and make a detour home?"

"If the temple wants to go back to Guyue, is it a Fengming that can be trapped?" The evil spirit's voice was a little sleepy. The man lay on the soft carpet and said lazily, "just interested in her, that's all."

Rong Fu bent his knees slightly, opened his eyes in disbelief, and put his mouth out, but there was no sound.

It's just that I'm interested in women. I'm even interested in Fengming's romantic princess. The Lord is really a blockbuster if he doesn't make a noise.

If the subordinates of Luocha Hall who are all powerful and unrestrained in the Jianghu know that their master will be moved, I don't know how many people will be shocked and speechless.