Daughter not a concubine: black-bellied arrogant killer concubine

The third prince Wuyin realized at this time that some things might last for a while.

Those words, smiles and smiles that I never cared about before were imprinted so deeply in my heart inadvertently.

The carriage back to the palace drove smoothly all the way,

The Third Prince Wuyin on the carriage kept leaning against the wall of the carriage, closing his eyes and thinking.

The body shook slightly with the slight bumps of the carriage.

He thought, if it was an ordinary woman, he could directly join the mansion, or ask his father to give a marriage decree.

But that woman was different.

When the carriage stopped in front of the Third Prince's Mansion, the coachman waited for a long time, but his master did not get off the carriage.

After a while, I heard the third prince Wuyin saying in a deep voice in the car: "Go to the fourth prince's mansion."

In front of the gate of the Fourth Prince's Mansion, it happened that the Fourth Prince Wuyou had just returned from the palace.

The carriage was about to stop when he heard the carriage behind him.

In this way, the third prince Wuyou and the fourth prince Wuyou got off their respective carriages at the same time.

The fourth prince Wuyou turned around and looked at him, seeing that the person who came was the third prince Wuyin, he immediately smiled lightly: "How did the third brother remember that I am a guest today."

The third brother called very naturally and intimately.

But the third prince Wuyin was not happy because he had been missing for 12 years and had a younger brother who suddenly appeared in recent years and called him a kind third brother.

On the Wuyin face of the third prince, there was no usual smile on the contrary.

His face darkened slightly, his eyes stared at the fourth prince Wuyou without blinking, and he walked forward.

And the fourth prince Wuyou had a smile on his face all the time, seeing the third prince Wuyin stepped forward, he just made a gesture of invitation with one hand: "Third brother is coming to the minister's house for the first time, why don't you go in and have a seat."

Who knows that the third prince Wuyin didn't pay attention, but approached and asked bluntly: "Yunsheng's arm injury is related to you?"

The fourth prince Wuyou Ting's expression was obviously paused, obviously he had never expected that Wuyin's sudden visit was for this matter.

But the fourth prince Wuyou didn't hide it, the smile on his face was suppressed, and he nodded slightly: "Yes."

Just when the fourth prince Wuyou said yes, something unexpected happened.

The third prince Wuyin punched the fourth prince Wuyou's face violently.

Impartial, right on the left cheek of Fourth Prince Wuyou.

The third prince Wuyin used all his strength in this punch, and the fourth prince Wuyou staggered to the next step. When he raised his head, the corners of his lips were already red with blood.

Fourth Prince Wuyou was punched, and when he raised his head, the kind smile disappeared from his face.

With a cold look on his face, he also waved his right fist.

But when it was about to land on the third prince Wuyin's cheek, he suddenly stopped the fist wind.

The fourth prince Wuyou's expression was cold, even a little angry, and his voice was clear and unwavering: "Third Brother's punch, I took it. But it's not because of you, but because I owe Yun'er."

The third prince Wuyin also hesitated for a moment when he saw the fourth prince Wuyou's fist suddenly stopped.

Hearing Wuyou's words again, when he was about to say something, he heard the fourth prince Wuyou go on to say: "But third brother, don't think that you can do whatever you want just a few years older than me."

While talking, the fourth prince Wuyou withdrew his stern posture, looked at the third prince Wuyin in front of him, and said in a calm voice: "I think the third brother has lost the interest to go to my mansion for tea, so I won't force it."

Without saying a word, the fourth prince turned around and walked towards the gate of the mansion without worry.

Wearing a belt to keep out the wind while walking, his expression is calm, and his thin lips are tightly pressed.

Seeing his master's expression, Xiaosi, who was accompanying him, immediately bowed his head and dared not say much.