Princess Zhaorong has never seen a man look so charming and magnificent, he is like a monster on earth!
Especially the evil look between his eyebrows made him full of indescribable charm.
However, Princess Zhaorong thought about it and realized that the face she saw was completely fake.
"I don't want any money." The young man in red shook his head.
"Then what do you want?"
The young man in red rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "I would like to borrow a room from the princess."
"Borrow a room?" Princess Zhaorong looked surprised.
Only then did she notice a coarse sack at the feet of the young man in red, which seemed to contain a person, and her eyes suddenly lit up.
"Is there a vixen little bitch here?"
"No." The young man in red shook his head again.
Princess Zhaorong suddenly looked disappointed.
"Okay, there is no shortage of rooms in my princess' house. You can have any room you want."
"It is a pleasure to do business with the princess."
The young man in red smiled evilly, threw the medicine powder to Princess Zhaorong, picked up the sack and walked to one of the rooms, then opened the door and walked in, closing the door with a bang.
Princess Zhaorong stared at the tightly closed door, suddenly becoming curious.
She took a deep breath, tiptoed closer, then raised her ears to listen to what was going on in the room.
The door suddenly opened from inside.
Princess Zhaorong was caught off guard and almost fell in.
"Princess, do you have anything else to do?" The young man in red stood at the door, his red clothes were like fire, and his eyes seemed to be burning with evil fire.
Staring at him with such strange eyes, Princess Zhaorong felt flustered and too nervous to speak.
She swallowed: "I forgot one thing."
"Oh, what's the matter?" The young man in red raised an eyebrow, and the evil look on his face became a little more serious.
Princess Zhaorong's heart skipped a beat, and she forced herself to calm down and said: "When I entered the palace today, I found out that the person you traded with last time was the same person as that little bitch vixen. These two transactions are obviously one, thousands of dollars." Mr. Mian, don’t you want to accept two portions of the princess’ reward?”
"The same person?" The red-clothed young man's eyes flickered for a moment, and then he said nonchalantly: "But the princess has commissioned you twice. Even if you want to kill the same person, according to the rules of Zixiao Pavilion, you still have to pay the reward. What's more, for this second reward, I just want a promise from Duke Ningguo. The princess will not break her promise, right? The princess will know what Zixiao Pavilion will do to those who do not keep their promises."
He narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a blade-like light.
Princess Zhaorong's back felt cold, and she immediately remembered that bloody and terrifying scene.
The young man in red in front of her turned her maids into a puddle of blood with just a few gestures. It was truly terrifying to the extreme.
"Okay, I will never break my promise. I can still afford to pay you twice!" She gritted her teeth and glared at the young man in red: "But you have to give me a time limit. When can you give me the money? Bring me the head of that bitch vixen?"
"The princess can't wait any longer?"
"Yes, I just can't wait any longer. I want to chop that bitch into pieces right now and pull her out to feed the dogs!" Princess Zhaorong said bitterly.
The young man in red shook his head and said, "Now is not the time to take action."