Evil concubine commits peach blossom

"What's going on inside, doesn't the princess know?" Fu Jingning suddenly turned his head and asked directly.The sharp eyes are like a sharp knife.

With a heavy heart, Mao Ting realized that she had said the wrong thing, she hid her nervousness, and instead of answering the man's question, she asked another question: "I am the princess, what is there in this mansion?" As the master, I can’t watch it? What right do you have to stop me?” This sentence clearly shows that I am the master, why should I listen to you?Should I still be under your command?

Fu Jingning looked at the woman in front of him suspiciously, as if he wanted to see something from it.However, this woman still had a vulgar makeup on her face, but it always made him feel that something was wrong with her.

In the end, he still put down his arms, and said a few words lightly: "It was Jingning who overstepped. Jingning was only worried about the safety of the Princess, and please be careful."

"En." After answering, she pushed open the door, and what Mao Ting saw was a scene that shocked her. She had seen that person before. It was the red-clothed and red-haired man who pointed at him with a sword when she crossed over. his man.

Loose red hair, messy red clothes, clinging to his arms, the man twitching in pain screamed and groaned on the bed, rolling back and forth, as if the only way to relieve his pain a little, the man closed tightly Close your eyes, because the painful hair has already stuck to your cheeks with sweat.

The nails on both arms had already sunk deep into the flesh through the sleeves, and trickles of blood stained his slender fingers red.

Mao Ting had never seen such a scene before, and her heart was shocked. How could a good girl who grew up in the 21st century have seen such a bloody scene? How much pain and suffering did it take to make a good man become this way.

"Princess, don't go there." She was forced to stop suddenly, her skirt sleeves were pulled, and she turned her head to see that cold face, without any emotion.

Mao Ting pulled out a big smile, and the monkey-like face that was already painted with make-up was made even uglier by this smile: "Thank you, don't worry, I'll be fine." Although she knew that Fu Jingning hated She, he will protect himself again and again because of his duty, but he still wants to thank him, because of his protection, she will have a sense of security.At least he is still being protected, even in this strange world.

Fu Jingning frowned lightly, let go of his hand, and watched the woman walk towards the bed, eyes as clear as autumn moons flashed with confusion, this princess...

He is getting more and more unpredictable...

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