mad wife

Chapter 147
"Your Majesty took it?" A lazy voice came from her lips, and she looked at Sheng Zhixian with a hint of ridicule and inquiry in her deep eyes.

"Do not……"

"That's right!" Two voices sounded at the same time.

Ling Yuexing looked at Hua Ling's provocative look with a sneer, and nodded after a while, "Okay, since I accept it, let's accept it."

Sheng Zhixian was slightly taken aback, her brows were wrinkled, coupled with that delicate and beautiful little face, it immediately made people feel pity, but Hua Ling beside her didn't notice Sheng Zhixian's expression, watching Ling Yuexing leave and return It was too late to be proud, and Ling Yuexing's expression changed suddenly after what Ling Yuexing said below.

"It just so happened that Lan was transferred to Her Royal Highness by Bengong, and Bengong still thinks that Your Majesty and I are only surrounded by those big men from the secret group." Ling Yuexing looked thoughtfully from the corner of his eyes with a lazy and evil smile. Strange St. Zhixian.

"What did you say?" Hua Ling screamed, "A servant? You want me to be a servant? You..."

The deep eyes are covered with a layer of ice, coldly facing Hualing's fox-like eyes, the cold murderous hurricane makes Hualing's scream stuck in her throat, her hands are tightly seeking protection Grabbing Sheng Zhixian tightly, "You... what do you want to do? I'm the princess's man!" Mingming was so frightened that her whole body trembled, Hua Ling looked at Ling Yue Xingli with stubborn and provocative eyes.

"Heh..." Ling Yue Xingli chuckled suddenly, but disappeared in the same place in the next moment. Before the two of them could react, Hua Ling's neck was already held in Ling Yue Xingli's hands, as if she was so fragile. Pinch it and it will break.

Hualing's pupils narrowed suddenly, and she looked at Lingyue Xingli who was pinching her neck in horror. That beautiful face, deep eyes, and the oppressive feeling of a superior all over her body scared her so much that she couldn't speak a word. It made her nightmares clear again and again.

"Look, you are as humble as dust, you will disappear easily in my hands, don't do unnecessary things, otherwise..." The strength in her hands increased, and Hua Ling's face suddenly turned blue, like a fox. Tears streamed down her winking eyes, and she looked at Sheng Zhixian who was begging for help.

Only then did Sheng Zhixian come forward as if she had realized it, and looked at Lingyue Xingli with some kind of complicated information hidden in her soft eyes, "Sister Xingli, Hualing is being rude, but please give my sister some face and forgive me." Let her this time."

Ling Yuexing glanced at Sheng Zhixian, threw the flower Ling in her hand aside, and bumped into the ice coffin.Oxygen rushed into her lungs in an instant, causing Hua Ling to cough violently, curled up, and shivered.

Ling Yue Xingli ignored her, and looked at Sheng Zhixian without concealing her inquiring eyes. What Sheng Zhixian did and felt to her was too weird and contradictory. What on earth did she want?What does that complicated gaze mean?but……

Ling Yuexing's brows and eyes sharpened sharply, no matter what Sheng Zhixian was going to do, as long as it was a little harmful to the people she cared about, so what about the princess?Even if she is an enemy of the whole world, she will not let her go.

Sheng Zhixian is a strong person. From the first time they formally met, Sheng Zhixian looked into her eyes and she knew that she gave her the impression that she was wise, deep, and soft, with a tenacity that is not easy for men to possess. , but when did it start to change?Those spring-like eyes no longer simply looked at them, but became complicated and difficult to understand, with contradictions and struggles.

Is it love?Love changed her purity, and even gave up her last blood relative?
Ling Yuexing glanced at her complicatedly, the meaning in it made Sheng Zhixian's face suddenly pale, disturbing the spring water in her eyes.

"You are not allowed to come out after returning to your camp. After returning to the palace, you will follow me. Do you understand?" Ling Yuexing approached Hua Ling and said lightly.

"Yes." Hua Ling responded tremblingly, her fingers hidden behind her deeply sank into her palm.

A hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes, Ling Yue Xingli withdrew his gaze from Hua Ling, looked at the thick ice coffin, and could only vaguely see a black shadow inside.

Using the internal force in his hand, before Sheng Zhixian could react, Ling Yuexingli lifted the lid of the ice coffin suddenly, the thick ice hit the ground, making a loud noise, raising a burst of ice chips, but the inside But the scene made Ling Yuexing annoyed for a while, and his face became more and more cold.

In the ice coffin, there was a female corpse wearing the exaggerated and gorgeous black fur and tight leather pants that Lingyue Xingli had. However, only half of her head was left, and even the leather pants and fur on her body were covered It has been corroded a lot, almost one-third of her body is left, and there are no bones left in the corroded place, only a puddle of frozen blood is left, and her body is still sizzling with corrosion. There was the slight sound of the product corroding the flesh, and the rancid smell permeated the entire room within a few seconds.

"Hehe..." Ling Yue Xingli laughed coldly, looking at Sheng Zhixian whose face was as pale as snow, this body would disappear without a trace in a few quarters of an hour, right?Sheng Zhixian, could it be that you have been delaying time on purpose?

"You let me down." Ling Yue Xingli's voice was as cold as ice, and she stopped looking at Sheng Zhixian's wobbly and pitiful disgusting appearance, and flung her sleeves away.At first, I thought she was struggling with that look, at least between the only blood relative and dispensable love, but it seemed that she had overestimated Sheng Zhixian, or underestimated the importance of love in her mind. status?

Irritatedly, I returned to Sheng Fanyin's tent, and saw that his breathing was stable and safe, and the restlessness in my heart gradually calmed down. His slender fingers gently traced his beautiful and indifferent facial features. Eyes sink slightly, Sheng Fanyin, you have to remember, she may not be the wind of not returning home and unwilling to stay, but she must be the rope to control everything and not be imprisoned, so don't betray her, otherwise... No one can afford that price.

Suddenly, thinking of something, Ling Yuexing withdrew his hand, his eyes turned cold, "An Yi."

"Yes." An Yi, who was hidden in the dark, immediately appeared.

"Where is Xiu?" With a cold murderous look in her cold tone, Ling Yue Xingli, who came back to her senses, remembered that she had ordered the elf to stay by Saint Sanskrit's side before she left, right?She didn't believe that Sheng Fanyin and Qian Yaoran had a duel, but his nose couldn't smell the difference between the real Lingyue Xingli and the fake Lingyue Xingli!
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