The widow is a curse

Chapter 39 He Is Destined To Be Her Enemy? !
Zhou Jin agreed and withdrew.

Bei Gongxiao stood up from the desk and asked in a deep voice.

"What do you think?!"

There are other people in this study that she didn't find? !

On the roof, Bei Gonghan couldn't help being startled.

"I have the same idea as the prince!"

A slightly muffled voice came from behind the bookshelf.

I only heard a creaking sound from the bookshelf on the east wall.

The entire bookshelf suddenly moved to one side, revealing a small dark room.

Immediately afterwards, a figure came out of the dark room and stopped on Bei Gonghan's body.

Because he just stopped in front of her eyes, Bei Gonghan couldn't see his face clearly.

All he could see was a full and smooth forehead, and a golden ring that tied the jet-black top hair and shimmered slightly under the light.

From her angle, one can clearly see the snowflake-shaped carvings on the golden ring.

That is her golden ring!

No wonder his voice sounded familiar.

Bei Gonghan's heart couldn't help sinking.

The relationship between Duanmu Yaoyang and Bei Gongxiao seems to be extraordinary.

Could it be that he is destined to be her enemy? !
Bei Gonghan's breathing involuntarily became chaotic.

Apparently sensing a strange sound on the roof, Duanmu Yaoyang suddenly raised his face.

The eyes of the two met at one place.

Bei Gonghan stood up, turned around and was about to sweep down the roof.

At this moment, Duanmu Yaoyang's figure had already crashed into the roof tiles, and followed closely behind her.

Bei Gongxiao also rushed up behind him, stopped on the roof, and shouted loudly.

"Catch assassins!"

Immediately, several guards rushed up to the roof and chased in the direction Bei Gongxiao pointed.

The other guards in the palace also moved quickly, and the whole palace suddenly became a mess.

Bei Gonghan rushed all the way, knocked down two guards who stopped her, and swept out of the palace wall of Prince Shou's mansion.

Duanmu Yaoyang's actions were basically in the same order as hers, and it took some time for Bei Gonghan to knock down the two guards.

When Bei Gonghan turned into an alley, the distance between the two had shrunk to within five steps.

With a sharp lift of his breath, Duanmu Yaoyang flicked his right arm, and the purple gold soft whip in his sleeve rolled towards Bei Gonghan's thin neck like a dragon out of water.

(End of this chapter)