Flame Ghost Eye

Chapter 270 The Flower Picker (5)

Jun Wuqing's cold eyes just stared at the woman in green shirt in front of him, "Give me a reasonable explanation."

"Doesn't the lord need a woman to lure the succubus out? There is a ready-made woman here, so why bother to let the demon pretend?"

Jun Wuqing frowned at Yunfeng's understated tone, and was immediately displeased, "Do you think this king will let his own woman seduce other men?"

The king's woman?
mean her?

Yun Feng couldn't help curling his lips and raising his eyebrows, "The lord is serious, this slave is just a maid, it is a blessing for the slave to be able to share the worries of the lord."

"There are countless women whose innocence has been ruined by the ghost. What's more, he can spot a woman with Shou Gongsha at a glance. Do you think you can't be seen through if you are a broken flower and a willow?"

Remnant flowers and willows?
Facing Jun Wuqing's sarcasm, Yunfeng was not angry but sneered, "Even if the broken flowers and the willows have a better chance of winning than a fake girl, or does the prince think that the ghost is a complete fool who can't even tell a man from a woman? "

"you……"

Jun Wuqing was slightly annoyed, but what this woman said was reasonable, poor Hua Wuyao pulled Yunfeng's sleeve with an aggrieved expression, "Damn girl, you can't slander me like that, I'm a dignified son of Yushu Linfeng, what are you talking about?" Will she become a fake girl?"

"It's now."

Yunfeng scolded unceremoniously, but Hua Wuyao was not angry, put away her cynical attitude, and said, "What the dead girl said is not unreasonable. If she is asked to lure the ghost out, we will join hands, and the chances of winning will be even greater." What's more, although he is usually a bit of a mother, it does not mean that he is willing to pretend to be a woman.

"No, Yunfeng can't go." Jun Wuqing shouted decisively, and at the same time as the words fell, he clenched his fists fiercely, the veins on his forehead were a little bulging, as if deliberately forbearing, Hua Wuyao opened his mouth slightly in surprise, But I didn't know what to say, this was the first time I saw him so determined.

"If the dead girl doesn't go, then who will seduce..."

Before Hua Wuyao finished speaking, she was interrupted by a restrained shout, "Of course you are the one to seduce."

"..." Hua Wuyao flattened her mouth with dissatisfaction, but narrowed her eyes with a meaningful look.

As Youshi approached, Wuyi brought back news.

In the study, Jun Wuqing stood with his hands behind his back. Xin Chang's figure was stretched very long in the candlelight, and his wingless coat was covered with snowflakes. He cupped his hands and said, "Report to the lord, I have found the hiding place of the ghost." , Your lord predicts things like a god, the ghost is indeed about to succeed in the devil's work, and will wantonly kill the innocent woman, and the humble official has already found out that the ghost has colluded with the Prince's House, if so, the ghost will definitely show up tonight."

"That's very good. I'm afraid that he won't come, so I sent out a letter saying that I have prepared generous gifts in the palace and waited for the ghost to come. With the arrogance of the ghost, I will definitely lurk in the palace again. Since he wants to slowly Destroy this king, then this king will inevitably play this cat and mouse game with him slowly."

The cold voice was full of coldness, and the murderous aura that could not be concealed in the eyes made people tremble. The snow fell more and more heavily, and the entire palace was surrounded by ice and snow. In the quiet Yin'an Hall, a red tent was placed, and on the couch was a woman in white. In a middle-clothes, a woman with a delicate red complexion, her eyes are like silk, her skin is like snow, her eyes are closed tightly, the room is filled with incense, and the smoke is curling up, it is a scene of singing and singing every night.

A waist-length white-haired man suddenly descended from the sky, wearing a fine silver-white coat, and a little snowflakes fell on his body, unexpectedly assimilating with it, and the thin orchid fingers lifted the long hair around his neck, bewitching with a smile, " Since I have prepared snacks for this seat, how can this seat take away the kindness of the prince?"

(End of this chapter)