The silly concubine said: close the door and let the prince go

Chapter 439 Don't Leave (Eight)

In the dark deep space, the moonlight is bright, and the surroundings are quiet.

Among the rivers and lakes islands, in the middle of a lake that reflects the deep space like a mirror, and in a sea of ​​flowers like the moonlight, there is a lone figure in black.

"My lord, Lan Ruo has already cleared out some factions in the Jianghu Island that disobeyed your lord." Lan Ruo appeared behind the black clothes in plain clothes, knelt down on one knee and replied.

But the black dress did not speak, her eyes were looking at the silver light shining on the lake, her face was cold.

"My lord, the former martial arts leader was hit by your Whirlwind Palm, and it is said that he is dead." Lan Ruo said calmly.

The man in black didn't speak.

As a result, the air was silent for a long time.

"Understood, you step back."

Suddenly, a hoarse voice sounded in the air.

"My lord..." Lan Ruo bowed her head, knelt on the ground and did not intend to leave.

Hei Yi frowned slightly, "Is there anything else?"

Lan Ruo pursed her lips, and said hesitantly, "My lord, the blood-devouring madwoman, the bride of the martial arts lord, is still alive... Do we want to..."

As Heiyi listened, her complexion gradually turned bad. When she thought of Ziyin and Shen Qiaoyan supporting each other in her mind, her eyes lit up with a bit of anger and a vague look of hostility.

"It's something to eat, but not to gain wisdom." Hei Yi said fiercely.

"What does your lord mean..." Lan Ruo asked.

There was a gloomy look on the face in black, "Since it's useless to eat once, then eat twice, eat three times, until she can understand!"

Lan Ruo raised her eyes, and looked at the black clothes in front of her with a hint of surprise.

"Lan Ruo, go find the prime minister of Nanfeng Kingdom and thank him for helping me," Hei Yi said indifferently, and took out a bundle of scrolls from his sleeve, "And give this to him, let He will do what he wants, remember to tell him, this Palace will help him achieve his wish smoothly."

After finishing speaking, Hei Yi handed the scroll in his hand to Lan Ruo.

Lan Ruo took the scroll and nodded, "Yes, my lord, Lan Ruo will do it now."

The night wind blew across the calm lake surface, rolling out layer after layer of ripples.

"Wait," Hei Yi turned sideways, and said in a cold voice, "After finishing this matter, you will take someone to kill the traitor, so as not to disturb me."

Lan Ruo's face was still cold and expressionless, she nodded in agreement, "It's my lord, Lan Ruo knows."

Hei Yi nodded, turned around and looked back at the lake in the distance, her eyes flicked past the white flowers beside her, her eyes paused, her thoughts drifted away.

Lan Ruo raised her eyes to look at the figure in black, she stood up and then turned around and disappeared into the dark sky.

Not long after, Hei Yi suddenly lost his mind as he didn't know what was in his mind.

She closed her eyes for a moment, then turned around and left the sea of ​​white flowers.

The next day.

Shen Qiaoyan woke up from the old bustard's constant nagging. She retched as soon as she woke up, and the old bustard hurriedly stepped forward to carry her back.

"You really are in the main palace. You see, you kicked off the quilt after you slept. It's fine if you don't cover it, but the one in your belly needs to be covered!" The old bustard whispered in Shen Qiaoyan's ear.

Shen Qiaoyan swallowed her saliva, stared at the old bustard beside her and said, "Shut up, will it work if you stop!"

Shen Qiaoyan pursed her lips, her eyes fell on the quilt that she kicked aside, her expression was a little lonely.

How did she forget that she has this habit...

Shen Qiaoyan smiled wryly.

She no longer has the person who used to tuck her bedding...

(End of this chapter)