Princess, please don't be a demon

Chapter 189 I'm afraid I won't survive three days (one more)
I saw a black mark crawling out of the man's neck.

This scene reminded her of the appearance of the little one's curse attack last time, except that when the little one's curse broke out at that time, it was a golden curse mark.

She grabbed his hand and nodded: "Okay, let's leave first."

She didn't expect the man's curse to strike as soon as it said it, but it's too strange, right?Today is not fifteen!
Mrs. Liu, who was not far away, looked at them with a look of horror, especially when her eyes swept across Qian Feihan's neck, she was very scared.

The black charm crawled out from the man's collar at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, it was very scary.

Yun Weilan was anxious in her heart, and grabbed Qian Feihan and strode towards the market.

"Qingyang, Qingxuan!" She yelled as she pulled the man out.

The two hid in the dark. They said before that they were not allowed to appear without special orders. Now that the matter is too urgent, she is worried!
Soon, a black shadow flashed by, and the two rushed over, looked at Qian Feihan, and were shocked.

"how……"

"Dongfang Wuchen, is there a way to contact Dongfang Wuchen?" Yun Weilan asked eagerly, "Bring him to Prince Ji's mansion first!"

Qingxuan nodded: "I'm going to find Young Master Dongfang immediately, he should have come with us."

Qingyang supported Qian Feihan's arm on his shoulder, "Princess, don't worry."

When Yun Weilan was told by Qingyang, she just wanted to refute that she was not in a hurry, but in fact...

Too really worried and anxious.

She had never seen his curse in effect.

Seeing her this time, her heart was inexplicably picked up.

It's impossible to say that she doesn't care about this man.A human heart is made of flesh, she can see how much he has paid for her, how can she ignore it.

……

Prince Ji's Mansion.

Yun Weilan sat on the edge of the bed, feeling at a loss for the first time.

She looked at Qingyang and asked, "Has this happened before?"

Qingyang shook his head: "It's never happened before! It used to be only the fifteenth day of every month, but this time...how could it be?"

His brows were deeply furrowed, and the anxiety in his heart was no less anxious than Yun Weilan's.

Poor Your Majesty, it's really damn unlucky.

The royal curse is equivalent to the death of whoever sits on the throne.

Yun Weilan held the man's big hand, he seemed to be in a coma, it was unknown if he was still conscious.

Seeing his appearance, she felt a little pain in her heart.

Suddenly, the big hand held by her tightened suddenly, and she was unprepared, staggered and fell down, and the side face directly brushed his lips.

She heard his hoarse voice: "Alan."

The two words are very light, but it seems that I have exhausted my strength.

At this moment, the heart seemed to be grabbed by a big hand, and it was uncomfortable and suffocating.

Could it be that he is hallucinating?

The name Alan belongs to him only, and it can only be called by him.

Yun Weilan pursed her lips, stood up slightly, and turned her head to urge Qingyang: "Is Dongfang Wuchen finally here?"

"Oh, don't worry, I'm here!"

Really said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived.

I saw Dongfang Wuchen hurried in wearing a Taoist robe today, he threw himself on the edge of the bed, and regardless of Yun Weilan's presence, he tore open the man's black robe.

This time Yun Weilan saw the spell on the man's chest clearly and clearly.

Like a spider web, it stretches out from the heart.

"Oops." Dongfang Wuchen secretly called out, "How did it become like this?"

Yun Weilan felt uneasy when he heard him talking to himself, "Dongfang Wuchen, what's going on?"

"Double curse! I'm so stupid!" He cursed in a low voice, a little angry.

Qingyang was also anxious, "What, what do you mean? Mr. Dongfang, tell me what to do."

"I have no choice but to let Wen Moqian take action." Dongfang Wuchen lowered his head in despair, his tone full of self-blame.

Yun Weilan's expression froze, she stepped forward and grabbed his lapel, "Please explain clearly to me!"

Wen Moqian did this again?

Why is that man so haunted?
"The princess still remembers the curse of pure heart last time? I thought it was just a simple curse. In the witch clan, it is a curse used to destroy people's feelings. As long as it is solved, it will be fine. I didn't expect him to be a curse within a curse. His Highness undid the curse for you, but he suffered another curse himself."

"That is to say... he was cursed again when he was undoing the curse for me?" Yun Weilan understood, it was because Wen Moqian cast a double curse at the beginning.

No wonder it broke out before fifteen.

"The county lord."

Yun Weilan's heart sank, she heard Dahei's call from the door, she didn't expect Dahei to arrive so late.

"The subordinate came down late... At that time, the subordinate came to Jizhou and saw that the carriage of the national teacher was also coming to Jizhou, so he followed secretly, but unexpectedly..."

"Where is he?" Yun Weilan immediately grabbed her nine-section whip, her whole body was filled with murderous aura.

Compared with all the previous things, the matter of Qian Feihan today made her the most angry!

Now Qian Feihan is a grasshopper on the same boat as her, his life is her life, no one is allowed to hurt him!
Dahei: "I'm asking about the restaurant, the national teacher seems to be meeting someone secretly there."

"Heh!" Yun Weilan sneered, turned to look at Dongfang Wuchen, "You find a way as soon as possible, I'll deal with him."

After saying that, she rushed out with a long whip.

Dongfang Wuchen saw the man running away, raised his head to look at the man on the couch, and sighed heavily.

Qingyang asked cautiously: "Young Master Dongfang, this time this curse... is it a curse or something? Will it kill His Highness?"

It seems that the national teacher cannot be eliminated.

The national teacher is retaliating with red fruit.

damn it!
Dongfang Wuchen was silent for a while.

There was a long silence in the whole house.

Qingyang was worried, afraid of hearing some sad results.

Dongfang Wuchen raised his head and looked at Qingyang: "As far as I know, it will kill people. It can only be lifted by killing the person he loves, or killing the person who cast the spell."

"What?" Qingyang was startled.

"And the worst thing now is that His Highness has double curses on him. The witch clan is the most fatal thing. If you can't solve one of them, you may not live for three days."

"You you you..." Qingyang's words were tied.

How about that!
Your Highness can't!
Dongfang Wuchen's face darkened little by little, and his heart was as heavy as a heavy boulder.

In his previous life, he helped His Highness live a new life, and that was under preparation. Today, he is so unprepared, he can't help His Highness do it all over again!

I'm afraid that he will lose his life in the future.

……

Ask the restaurant.

Wen Moqian ordered his subordinates to see off the guests, picked up the wine glass and took a sip, but the cup hadn't even touched the corner of his lips...

boom!
A long whip slammed over, and the lethal force of the whip instantly shattered the cup in his hand.

Wen Moqian calmly turned his head away from the murderous whip force, and sighed secretly: "Weilan, you are really rough."

(End of this chapter)