Mei Fei Shi Wu, Wang Ye, don't come here

Chapter 37 - 038 Do it to the prince

Hearing Meng Xuanfeng's hinted words, Chrysanthemum was taken aback.In broad daylight, and in front of so many people, how could King Xuan say such indecent words.

"You! Shameless!" Nangong Yingxin didn't mean that at all, but she didn't expect Meng Xuanfeng to say this suddenly, and the warm breath was sprayed directly on her face.This frightened the woman in the white dress to take a few steps back.Although Nangong Yingxin showed himself as a man when he was guarding the desert, and he had heard about romantic affairs, but when it was really him who faced it, he was instantly at a loss what to do.

"Hey, princess be careful!" Looking at the woman who was staggering and almost fell, Meng Xuanfeng grabbed the woman's slender waist with a big hand, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "The princess is so impatient to throw herself into her arms!" Hugged? Are you a little impatient!"

He stumbled, and his center of gravity was a little unstable. Fortunately, Meng Xuanfeng made a move, but the current posture of the two is indeed a bit ambiguous.When Meng Xuanfeng said this, Nangong Yingxin glanced at the reactions of the people around her, and quickly stretched out her hand to push him away, but Meng Xuanfeng's hand wrapped around the woman's slender waist even tighter.

"Why? This is not what you expected, princess?" Seeing the woman in her arms struggling hard, she tightened her hands, and pressed the woman tightly against her, her peach blossom eyes were smiling, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised, "Or, princess Is this playing hard to get?"

"My lord, please be respectful!" Nangong Yingxin frowned slightly, she didn't know whether it was from shyness or due to her fierce resistance, her face was stained peachy.

"Self-respect? How can a beautiful woman respect herself?" Meng Xuanfeng didn't seem to understand what Nangong Yingxin meant, and looked down at the woman in his arms, with a somewhat ambiguous look in his peach eyes.

"You asked for it!" The white-clothed woman's almond eyes turned cold, her brows were a bit stern, and at the same time, she reached out and grabbed Meng Xuanfeng's arm, and folded it in the opposite direction, sweeping across her feet, it's that simple With a few moves, Meng Xuanfeng, who was only trapped by her own height and strength advantages, was pushed out.

"My lord!" Unexpectedly, Nangong Yingxin would attack Meng Xuanfeng. Seeing the scene in front of him, the guards with him flashed in front of Meng Xuanfeng in an instant, separating the two of them. It had already been placed on Nangong Yingxin's neck.

Facing the sudden guard and the cold sword on her neck, the woman in plain white clothes didn't panic at all, but just looked at the scene in front of her indifferently.

"My lord! Please let my lady go! Miss, she didn't do it on purpose! She didn't mean to offend the lord! Please let the lord let our lady go! My lady is really weak and can't stand the punishment of the lord! If the lord wants to punish him, he will punish her." Slave! It’s okay to kill the slave, just ask the lord to let my lady go! Please!” Although she grew up in the Nangong General’s Mansion and is no stranger to swords, it’s the first time that Chrysanthemum has seen swords so vividly Put it directly on my young lady's neck.This scene frightened Chrysanthemum, completely disregarding her dignity, and knelt down in front of Meng Xuanfeng, pulling his clothes and begging.

Meng Xuanfeng ignored the chrysanthemums at his feet and just waved slightly.The pale yellow maid who was still pulling on Meng Xuanfeng's clothes just now was dragged out by the guards beside her, and her begging for mercy became farther and farther away.

"Do you dare to use force against this king?" Meng Xuanfeng didn't expect the woman in front of him to dare to attack him. Her peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, and there was an inconspicuous arc at the corner of her mouth, but everyone could clearly feel that there was something on him. "Nangong Yingxin, do you think that with the support of Nangong Zhen and Nangong Chen, you can attack this king? May I ask how many times your Nangong Mansion has the opportunity to be buried with you?"

Meng Xuanfeng's voice was not loud, but the domineering nature carried by him made people unable to ignore it.

(End of this chapter)