Concubine's Pond

"Okay, I bet!" Clenching his fingers tightly, Huangfu Ye pursed his thin lips and smiled coldly, deciding to trust his intuition.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the delicate girl's eyes and expression suddenly changed——

She let out a soft snort, and her petite body suddenly trembled like a lonely yellow leaf hanging on a branch in the autumn wind, and the blood on her delicate and expressive face faded away bit by bit!

Huangfu Ye and Ming Ruojing turned their gazes to her with drastic changes at the same time - their reactions were completely different!

Huangfu Ye's eyes were astonishingly cold, staring at the delicate girl like a devouring person, not missing any changes in her face, eyes and body.

It happened, and it really did move its hands and feet!His heart was roaring in shock and anger, and the thrilling cold murderous intent leaked out of his body like the essence!

Infuriatingly agitated, the lavender elegant robe is automatic without wind!

And Ming Ruojing's complexion was so ugly that it was extremely pale, as if he couldn't believe it. He was so shocked that he collapsed to the ground, curled up and trembling, his face was pale and distorted, and cold sweat dripped down his face. , the delicate girl who was in pain but stubbornly biting her bleeding lower lip!

His brain was blank, as if he had been blasted through the top of his head by five thunders from the sky, and countless icy water with sharp and fine ice shards was poured in, his whole body was icy cold, as cold as bone scraping.

how could this be!

How could she... Impossible, how could she do something like this in 'Poppy'!She would never lie to him, nor would she have such a heart...

Qingling was also taken aback by the scene in front of him, but when his shocked eyes accidentally swept across the delicate girl's fair neck, his eyes froze, it was...

"Ming Ruojing, this king's good senior brother, what else do you have to say?" Huangfu Ye stood up with a sneer, the sword at his waist came out of its sheath with a "chush", and a bright sword energy emerged from the sword. The sharp pointing point is like a mirror, and the murderous intent is soaring!

Ming Ruojing was in a daze, as if he couldn't hear his questioning, looking at the pretty girl who was struggling on the ground with distracted eyes, muttering to himself: "No... no..."

"Ming Ruo Jing, remember what you said tonight, you lost!" Peerless eyes were stained with a bewildering and chilling icy dark red, and several beautiful but deadly sword flowers bloomed on the tip of Huangfu Ye's sword , raised it high and faced Ming Ruojing and was about to cut him off--he won't kill him, but he wants him not to get out of bed within this year!

When the master is gone, he will discipline him instead of him, and at the same time, this is the price he should pay for Mingruojing!

The price to be paid for angering the emperor!

The sharp sword was raised high, and like lightning, it fell viciously towards the bright mirror who did not dodge or dodge--

"Your Highness, don't!" Qingling suddenly regained consciousness and roared, and pulled out the sword at his waist with his right hand at an incredible speed—"Dang"!

In the blink of an eye, the sword blocked Huangfu Ye's shocking anger in a state of embarrassment!

"Pfft!" The sword qi reverberated, Qing Ling's body shook violently, and a mouthful of blood spewed out!