Cold-blooded and proud concubine: the pure-hearted emperor chases the evil wife

Chapter 112 Like a fairy without mortal dust (plus more)

Hearing this satisfactory answer, the smile on the corner of his mouth was slightly upturned, and the figure disappeared in the blink of an eye as it did when he came.

"This, the figure is too fast." The man opened his eyes wide and muttered to himself.

"Who are you looking at?" A man in a purple robe with a strange mask appeared next to him, with a casual smile on his lips.This person is even more extraordinary.

"Young master." The two respectfully saluted the visitor.

"Master Wushuang." The man who muttered respectfully respected the young master.

Mr. Wushuang, it is rumored that Mr. Wushuang has a figure that comes and goes without a trace, and his appearance is not to be looked up to in the world, and he is seasoned and indifferent.

Why did you come to the pavilion?

"What's the matter with him?" Words overflowed from the sexy thin lips.

"He said, let the younger ones bring a message to the pavilion master, saying that someone has returned, and the younger ones don't understand, what does Master Wushuang mean by saying this?"

Someone is back?
In a pair of deep black eyes, there were doubts and thoughts, and the smile on the corner of his mouth did not froze instantly because of this doubt.

"Okay, this sentence, I have to wait for the master to come back before I talk to him. If Mr. Wushuang comes back next time, help my young master to keep him, I will meet him." He glanced at the place where he left just now.

"Yes, young master, young people must remember this." The man nodded in response.

"Prince, are you here?" A pair of sharp and cold eyes asked lightly.

"Yes, here we are, in Hua Yuxiang's room."

Come, I knew you would come, Nangong Mingcheng, the fun is just beginning, let's see who will fight to the end.

Guess who this young master wearing a weird mask is?
Lin Yuan was wandering on the street, she didn't want to go back so early, she didn't dare to face her mother.

"Little beauty, come on, give me a kiss." A drunk appeared in front of Lin Yuan, but Lin Yuan didn't notice until he said such teasing words, which made Lin Yuan full of anger, and finally found someone to vent his anger people.

With this look, you still come to tease her?Are you mistaken, let you taste the price of molesting this young master.

Without any internal force, the fist of Qianqian's jade hand fell on the person who molested her.

"Stop beating, stop beating." Unable to bear the pain all over his body, the drunk finally woke up from his drunkenness and yelled.

Seeing that it was almost done, Wushuang closed his hands, took out the silk handkerchief, wiped his hands, threw the silk handkerchief away, and the figure disappeared in an instant.

The man huddled together, and kept saying, "Don't hit me, don't hit me anymore." His trembling body could also represent his fear.

The empty street, leaving only the shivering body in the wind and the white silk handkerchief under the moonlight, is so dazzling.

Lin Yuan shuttled aimlessly on the street, like an immortal who has lost his way.

After wandering on the street for a long time, I was lucky enough to drive to the place that warmed my heart.

Moses quietly came to Wang Shuying's window. Under the moonlight, she could see the mother who was not sleeping soundly on the bed, frowning, and the faint worry on Jun's face, which couldn't bear it.

After all, he left.

In the early morning, the sun came in from the first floor, a perfectly sculpted and delicate face on the bed, slightly raised eyelashes trembled a few times, and opened a pair of cold eyes.

Appearing in the hall, walking along the way, the maid was in a daze for a long time and didn't come back to her senses, looking at that charming face, how could she resist.

Ask for collection.

(End of this chapter)