The imperial concubine has been flipped again

Chapter 506 Has the Hardest Shell

Ling Yuan frowned deeply, and raised his eyes to look at Xianyin standing in front of him.

The bleak past buried in my heart suddenly didn't come back.

Since he was a child, he was also the most disgusting prince in the entire palace. If he hadn't been protected by the queen mother, those people would not even have flattery.

All the infinite scenery is living in the illusion.

The strong smell of alcohol filled the room, and his extremely cold breath froze the air.

Shuangquan could not help but squeeze tightly.

Maybe it was a little drunk, and things that I didn't usually think about were suddenly magnified many times.

Unwillingness, resentment, and loss of what you want but can't always get
All emotions are intertwined, making the already shady person even more dangerous.

Even though the room was full of festive red and hanging colors, it couldn't suppress the dull air from condensing into ice.

Xianyin went to the side shelf and took down a dry towel and slowly wiped the spilled wine on the table.

She lowered her eyebrows, her face was mild, and she looked so ordinary as a person without any emotions.

Ling Yuan couldn't help but glance at her deeply.

Suddenly he stood up, stretched out his bony fingers and pinched Xianyin's jaw tightly, forcing her to look up at his gloomy and dangerous face.

"Then congratulations, now there is one more person who hates you," he half-closed his eyes, saying every word, "Don't think that you are the king's woman if you enter the palace of the prince and become the concubine of the prince! You'd better be safe." Do not provoke this king at all!"

"Otherwise, even if you don't have the courage to die, you will inevitably die. This king has never had a heart of mercy."

He felt that she was winning his pity.

It is intentional.

Xianyin's eyes are clear, without making waves.

She looked at him quietly, even though her jaw hurt like it was about to be crushed by him, she didn't even frown.

"If His Highness can grant Xianyin death, it would be a relief for Xianyin." She struggled to squeeze out a soft sentence from her lips and teeth.

His eyes are fixed, and his eyes don't move.

After her words fell, the light in her eyes dimmed slightly, as empty as if there was no hope of life.

Ling Yuan half-closed his eyes, slightly stunned.

He saw some kind of world-weary despair in her eyes, as if she had long looked down on life and death.

Annoyed at the bottom of his heart, a strong killing intent floated in his eyes.

But for a long time, he didn't think of any better way to deter such a woman.

She looks weak, but she has a hard shell that many people in the world don't have.

Couldn't find her soft spot at all.

Some women might be scared just because of his eyes, but she wasn't.

She seemed to have nothing to be afraid of, no one to be afraid of.

Finally, he slowly let go of her jaw.

The spontaneous frustration made him angry, and he really wanted to grab her by the neck and kill her.

And staring at her eyes, inexplicably unable to let go.

In the end, without saying anything, he staggered and turned around and walked away.

Xianyin watched the figure leave, and walked slowly to the dressing table expressionlessly.

Through the bronze mirror, she looked directly at her delicate and flowery face, and raised her hand to take off all the jewelry.

The slender fingers opened the sleeves, and the slender and white arms were covered with clearly visible scars. She stretched out her fingertips and lowered her eyes to gently stroke them.

The corners of the lips are slightly drawn, and the drooping eyes cover all the emotions in the eyes, and there is no expression on the face.

(End of this chapter)