King Leng's Excessive Pampering of His Wife: Wasted Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 129 Do you want to be stared at by others?

"Huh... I'm so hot!!"

Han Yujue pulled up all his long hair and coiled it into two fluffy little balls on the left and right sides of his head, and the pastel-pink streamers tied into bows flew along with a few strands of blue silk.

At this time, she was only wearing a thin water-colored gauze skirt, and the skin of the bully Shuang Shengxue was faintly visible, and the jade back was even more clearly visible from behind.

What made people's nosebleed even more was that Han Yujue had cut off half of this gauze skirt by himself, and now it only reached above her knees, and when the wind blew, her thighs like pink lotus root were exposed.

"Really, we were still on the snowy mountains not long ago. These days, when we go south, it's getting hotter every day. Now that we're in Nansha Country, it's almost drying me out."

Han Yujue muttered, licked a popsicle, lifted his feet up and put it on the tea table, and leaned against the window to enjoy the wind, feeling very comfortable.

Murong Che's face darkened, "Put your feet down, do you want to be seen by others?"

She cut her skirt so short, exposing a place that only he had seen. This matter has made him angry for a long time!

But Han Yujue was afraid of the heat and insisted on wearing it, so he had nothing to do with her.

"I'm still wearing safety pants."

Ancient people are troublesome, not just a short skirt, but also such a fuss.

Murong Che looked at the black shorts at the bottom of her skirt, and his expression became even uglier, "If you don't restrain yourself a bit, I'll knock you out and carry you away."

Han Yujue glared at Murong Che, bit the ice cube with a crunch, and finally retracted his white leg in resentment.

Although she felt that Murong Che would not really knock her out, his tone was still a bit scary...

It's so depressing, when will she be so reduced that she will be controlled by a man?

She had faintly felt before that Murong Che's possessiveness seemed to be unusually strong.

No, if it continues like this, this man will definitely make progress!
Han Yujue adhered to the principle of resolutely not being a docile little sheep, moved the chair angrily, turned his face to the other side and continued to lick the popsicle.

Mo Qingyan couldn't help laughing, and said with a soft smile, "Miss Yujue, although you look good, you are too eye-catching."

He was right, even now, there are several men in the teahouse staring at Han Yujue closely.

Although Han Yujue is wearing a mask on half of his face, the white jade mask that looks like a butterfly wing is perfectly integrated with the exotic style of Nansha Kingdom. Also regarded as a graceful dancer.

What's more, she was dressed so "unrestrained".

However, although the weather was hot, only Han Yujue was dressed coolly among the three. Mo Qingyan and Murong Che both put on black robes, hiding their handsome faces in the darkness.

Murong Che was because he had met the envoys from the Southern Sand Kingdom who came to Chifeng to pay tribute, and now they are in the capital of the Southern Sand Kingdom——Sin Helan. If he is recognized, it will cause unnecessary trouble.

As for Mo Qingyan, he simply doesn't want to be stared at by nympho women all the time...

In fact, without Mo Qing's words, Han Yujue naturally noticed the gazes of those people.

She tilted her head, and coldly gave those wretched men in the teahouse a sharp look, which scared them away immediately.

The wretched men had lingering fears: She was just a little girl, why did she seem to feel a terrible murderous aura...

"Yu Jue, turn back." Murong Che said coldly.

"Do not."

"..."

Murong Che took out a piece of jasmine flower cake: "I'll give it to you when I turn it back..."

Before he uttered the word "eat", Han Yujue, like a fish being caught, quickly turned around and came forward to eat the jasmine cake in Murong Che's hand in one bite.

"You're still smart enough to bring snacks." Han Yu resolutely chewed on the jasmine flower cake, showing a satisfied smile.

Looking at her sweet eating, Murong Che's heart softened immediately, and his tone gradually changed from cold to loving: "Little fool, we are not here for a picnic."

"Brother Murong, to be happy in life is to have fun." Han Yujue shook his finger, "Whether it's an outing or an adventure, you can't live without delicious food."

"I didn't bring so many snacks, it's gone after I finish eating."

"what……"

Han Yujue was immediately frustrated, so she will continue to eat these Nansha food in the future?

Pancakes, stewed meat, pilaf...

Although some of them are quite delicious, they will get boring after eating a few times.

"Hey, don't you have anything delicious in South Sand Country besides pancakes?!" Han Yujue grabbed the waiter from the passing teahouse and asked ferociously.

The waiter in the teahouse was the same as most other men in Nansha, dark and thin, and looked malnourished.

Even the people in the capital of a country are like this, no wonder Yan Qingyun said that this is a place where birds don't shit!

"Guests, and pancakes..." Xiaoer said inarticulately.

"roll!"

"Hey, guest, you can go to Zhansun Tower to have a look...there is a place that specializes in auctioning items from various countries, and there are also delicious things called panacea..."

"auction?"

"Yes, yes...guest, today is the biggest auction of the year, you see, those few people are also here for the auction."

Xiao Er pointed to the people on the other side of the teahouse. Judging by their clothes and appearance, they were indeed not natives of Nansha Kingdom.

Han Yujue waved his hand and let Xiao Er leave.

"Look at those people, they seem to be from Chifeng. They came here from thousands of miles, is the auction in Nansha Kingdom very powerful?" Han Yujue became curious.

"The Southern Territory is a lawless area after all. There are black markets everywhere. Many items that cannot be sold on the surface will be smuggled here to sell." Murong Che said lightly, "Chifeng's laws are strict, and black markets are never allowed. The presence."

Got it, dare to say that Xin Helan is still a distribution center for smuggled goods.

Black market merchants are indeed a hidden danger. It has to be said that Murong Che knows how to manage a country well.

"Then, let's join in the fun!"

The auction sounds interesting!

Mo Qingyan frowned and said, "Miss Yujue, but your injury..."

"It doesn't matter, it's not too late."

If she missed this time, she wouldn't know when she would come to this damn place again in the future.

Murong Che had no choice but to agree: "You curious little guy, let's take a look."

Slash the sun tower.

With round towers and spires, golden tiles and black walls, a unique building stands at the end of the white brick path.

It is also the capital city, and the street architecture of Xinhelan is completely different from that of Xijing.

Xijing is a building with carved beams and painted buildings, with a bit of elegance in its magnificent atmosphere.

Singhran is not so particular. In order to resist the wind and sand, the buildings pay more attention to whether they are strong or not.

Zhanri Tower is hidden in the dark of the street, and Han Yujue and his party came here by following the few talents in the teahouse.

At the door, there were two shirtless men with bronze skin and tattoos from their fingers to their faces, looking very vicious.

(End of this chapter)