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Chapter 642 Rebirth of the Crown Princess: The Cold Prince's Favorite (38)

Mu Lingyun naturally didn't expect Mu Fuhua to say such a thing. He wanted to be the prince as well, so no matter how he said it, he had to keep a little face.

But it never occurred to him that Mu Fanhua didn't leave him any noodle.

"Your Highness, do you think you can do what you said?" Mu Lingyun narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "Although you are a prince, you can't kill whoever you want."

"Hehe." Mu Fanhua snorted coldly, and a killing intent flashed in his deep eyes: "Your concubine can kill whoever she wants, why can't my Highness?"

"You, you are talking nonsense!" Gu Ji could tell that Mu Fanhua was referring to her.

In this case, she must not be charged with murder, so she directly refuted Mu Fanhua's words without any thought.

"Whether Your Highness is talking nonsense, you should know in your heart." Mu Fanhua raised his eyebrows slightly, and a very cold smile was drawn on the corner of his mouth: "Why did Yue Sijin, the daughter of Prime Minister Yue Heng, meet with you on the day of praying in Tianjie Pavilion?" That bully is in the same room, you should know better than anyone else."

Mu Lingyun was startled, his eyes widened slightly, he turned around, and looked at Gu Ji beside him in surprise.

He also investigated this matter at the beginning, but did not find any results.

He just knew that Yue Sijin was indeed drugged, but he didn't know who it was.

"Could it be you?" Mu Lingyun narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Gu Ji standing beside him, and frowned tightly.

Gu Ji felt her heart beating, she hardly thought about it, and immediately retorted: "It's not me, it's not me at all! Lord, don't listen to their nonsense, he..."

"Nonsense?" Mu Fanhua snorted coldly, pulled out the long sword hanging on the wall, pointed it at Gu Ji's throat, and said, "You are a humble brothel girl, how can you be qualified to use it in front of my Highness?" 'he'."

As long as the long sword moves forward by one point, it will immediately sprinkle blood on Mu Hua Pavilion.

Chu Nian could clearly feel the murderous intent on Mu Fuhua's body, he was not joking, he wanted Gu Ji's life.

Gu Ji can die, but not today.

His birthday was also the day she made the crown princess.

"Ah—" Gu Ji froze in place, not daring to move.

She was deeply afraid that if she moved, the sharp long sword would scratch her skin.

She didn't want to die yet, not at all.

In the past few years, she has been used to being a master, so what about the prime minister's daughter.

If you are married, if you don't get the care of your husband, no matter how noble your status is, it will be extremely pitiful in her eyes.

But she is different, even if she is a brothel girl, she is extremely happy after being favored by her husband.

In recent years, although Yue Sijin has been a concubine, she is more pitiful than a servant.

And she is the real mistress of the Seventh Prince's Mansion.

"Grand...Grand...help me..." Gu Ji's eyes were filled with tears, and the rain fell drop by drop with pear blossoms.

Her whole body trembled in fear, and without shaking, it seemed that her body was getting closer to the long sword.

Gu Ji was really scared, afraid that she would die without knowing how she accidentally died.

And Mu Lingyun was standing beside her, but she didn't feel any sense of security at this moment.

In the past, as long as Mu Lingyun stood by her side, she would feel full of peace of mind, but now it is not the case.

Ridiculous, at this time Gu Ji inexplicably felt extremely ridiculous, she thought that she was already standing in a particularly high position, she thought that she was married to a particularly powerful man.

(End of this chapter)