Prince Allure: Marry a Black-bellied Little Xianggong

Chapter 173 [Shallow Shame] Little Zhengtai, what if it's a tiger's den?
She pulled Dugu Shang aside, whispered softly, "What should I do? They won't let you in."

Dugu Shang glanced at her, and said as a matter of course: "Then you go in and tell me if there is anything wrong."

"No way, little Zhengtai, what if it's a tiger's den?" Feng Qianxia burst into tears and let her go in alone——

"Lady, if you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you get a tiger's cub."

Dugu Shang answered her very calmly, and stretched out his hand to pull her towards the door again.

At this time, Feng Qianxia regained her specialty of squatting, and refused to leave desperately. Dugu Shang looked at her helplessly.

"What are you afraid of happening in Prince Sheng's mansion? If you have a problem, you can yell, and I will go in and save you."

He felt that this was basically equivalent to nonsense.

It is an empty garden at most, and there may be some secrets, but it will not be scary.

"But they—"

"Don't worry, they can't stop me."

Xiao Zhengtai's words have reached this point, and it can be regarded as a shot in the arm for her, and she has no choice but to be pushed to the door again.

"Well, don't leave." She warned worriedly.

Dugu Shang smiled, "I'll wait here."

Seeing his smile, she felt relieved, and said to the two guards: "Open the door, I'll go in and have a look."

"Yes, the princess!"

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As soon as he entered, the wooden door was immediately closed by two guards.

Feng Qianxia's heart jumped suddenly, and she wanted to turn around and knock on the door. Don't they know that this kind of action is more likely to cause people's psychological burden?
Damn it, why are you so impatient to close the door?
She put her hand on the door, thought for a while, then put it down again, took a deep breath, and turned around.

Anyway, extending the head is a slash, and retracting the head is also a slash, so what is there to be afraid of?

What's more, she was really beheaded at the time.

What came into view was a courtyard that was no different from other courtyards, and it was not as gloomy as imagined.

At this point, Feng Qianxia was relieved.

Walking over, his brows were wrinkled again, as if the headache from practicing the fast sword with He Qingyi came back again.

(End of this chapter)