The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

So, she let go of Wu Yu, straightened her body, and carefully moved towards the door, ready to run to the door to call for someone.

"Crack" Another vase slammed head-on, fell to the ground less than a finger's width away from her, and shattered into pieces.

Mi Luo stared dumbfounded at the fragments of the vase under his feet, and gasped, the pores all over his body stood up in shock.

so close!

A little bit! [

Just a little bit, the vase fell on her face!

Such a large vase, such terrible strength

If it is hit, it will not only be a problem of bleeding, but even the bridge of the nose will be broken!

Mi Luo looked at the fragments of the vase on the ground with a white face, patted his chest with lingering fear, took deep breaths continuously, and suppressed the heart-warming coolness in his chest...

When she froze there without moving, all the things that could be smashed had been smashed, and there was nothing to smash, Huang Fulian with a frantic expression picked up a round stool.

Without any thought, Huangfu Lianji raised the round stool in Mi Luo's hand, and smashed it towards Mi Luo.

This heavy and strong sandalwood chair, if it hits the body, it won't be as simple as breaking the skin and bleeding a little!

If it is serious, it will kill people on the spot!

Mi Luo was so frightened by the broken vase at her feet that she still hadn't recovered. She didn't expect that there was another wave of greater danger approaching her...