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"Are you really going to kill me?" Lin Lang asked with her head raised.
There was a smile on his lips, his eyes were extremely cold, "Do you have anything else to explain? I can convey it for you."
Lin Lang hesitated for a moment, "There is a secret I wanted to tell you... Forget it, anyway, you won't believe me, and you'll be humiliating yourself if you tell me."
She smiled wryly, with a very lonely look on her face.
The Seventh Prince narrowed his eyes slightly, as if considering the authenticity of her words, "What secret?"
Lin Lang glanced around and said in a low voice, "Then come over here, I'm just telling you."
As she spoke, she gestured to the sword lying across her neck.
The man snorted, "For a dying person, forgive her for not daring to play any tricks. He put his long sword back into its sheath, walked to her side, and looked down at her condescendingly.
It was too late, but soon, Lin Lang jumped up suddenly, and with a flash of silver light, his sword changed hands and rested on the slender and beautiful neck of the Seventh Prince.
"You, you bomb!"
The man's chest rose and fell, and a pair of beautiful eyes stared at her hatefully, as if he wanted to eat her raw.
Lin Lang smiled slightly, "It's called, soldiers never tire of deceit, and turn against customers."
The men here are generally smaller than the women. When Lin Lang stood up like this, the other party lost his momentum for no reason. But he was not afraid, and sneered, "Since I have fallen into your hands, you can kill or cut me up, and you will do as you please." His eyebrows and eyes are exquisite and gorgeous, and they have a frosty color, and there is a kind of love under the hazy moonlit night. Strange beauty.
Lin Lang suddenly came closer and put her fingers against the man's lips, "Here, did she touch it?"
The Seventh Prince was stunned at first, then turned his head in disgust, "The cat cries and the mouse pretends to be merciful, why, only now do you remember to sympathize with me?"
The other party was silent, as if showing a hurt look.
The Seventh Prince caught a glimpse of it from the corner of his eye, and felt a burst of joy in his heart. Suddenly remembered something, he turned around again, and said viciously, "It's all touched, my whole body is left by Her Majesty the Empress—"
The sword plunged straight into the ground, and the apricot-yellow spikes of the sword fluttered in the wind.
He was held down and kissed.
The Seventh Prince was shocked by the sudden turning point, and opened his red lips unconsciously, but she seized the opportunity and drove straight in.
"You... bastard... let go, let go..."
The Seventh Prince originally had a superb swordsmanship, but at this moment, his body was hot and limp, and his fingers were limp after being kissed by Lin Lang. He became ruthless and wanted to bite off the messy tongue in his mouth cruelly. Just as he was about to make a move, the other party unbuttoned his belt at some point, and flexibly climbed up with one hand along the hem of his clothes, wandering around his sensitive place. Walking away, the man unconsciously let out an embarrassing and profuse panting sound.
When Lin Lang withdrew, he could still see that his face was like a peach blossom, his eyes were full of spring water, and a stream of fragrant sweat came out. "Say, here, have you been touched by her?" She pinched the other's chin and asked with burning eyes.
The man didn't realize at all that the offensive and defensive positions of the two were completely reversed.
Originally, he rushed over to seek revenge in anger, but was turned into soft fingers by Lin Lang.
The Seventh Prince snorted, and put on a cold face, but unfortunately, his weak and petty appearance, which was picked, did not have any momentum.
"If I really become her person, what should you do?"
"Of course it is..." She whispered a few words in her ear.
The seventh prince's pupils shrank slightly, and his body was softer than before. If Lin Lang hadn't hugged his waist forcefully, he might have slipped down.
"Now, do you think I'll trust you, a liar?" he said.
Lin Lang didn't speak, but the smile deepened in her eyes. He said he didn't believe it, but his hands were honest and grabbed her clothes, and he didn't even show any disgust at being so close to her. If he was an enemy who really hated him, he might slap her and greet her.
What a pure baby.
Lin Lang touched his head.
The force value is enough, and there is also viciousness, but the IQ is a bit worrying.
In the end, the Seventh Prince lacked confidence and said some harsh words, and returned to his tent with weak legs. He was tortured enough by Lin Lang, so he picked out a light crimson high-necked brocade robe decorated with crimson bones after washing the next day. Diao, this suit makes him extremely gorgeous.
When the empress saw him in this red dress, her eyes were full of astonishment.
Before the Seventh Prince was named concubine, he was bestowed with the word "Mei", because he admired his aloofness and strength, he had no fear of facing the lord of a country, and he did not flatter her like ordinary concubines, but it made this supreme respect even more wake him up.
The empress knew in her heart that he hated herself for destroying Yuezhao country, but the past was irreversible, so she could only win his heart from elsewhere. This hunt was also specially prepared by the queen herself, in order to show her most powerful and outstanding side in front of men.
The Queen's superb riding and archery is well-known in Chu State, and she is very confident in herself.
But she never expected that someone would cut off her beard before her.
Now that the Seventh Prince's heart and eyes are full of that bad guy who "pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger", how can he care about the Queen's "wonderful performance"? When he heard that the other party was infected with the cold and couldn't go out, at first he gloated at his misfortune, but later he felt uncomfortable. Under the intertwining of these two emotions, the whole person became depressed.
A well-prepared hunt ended hastily because of Concubine Mei's "bad mood".
Sitting in the carriage, Mo Xiaoyan stroked her chest, thanking God for letting her escape. She woke up from the tent inexplicably this morning, only to find that she was in a hunting ground, and immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
Didn't she stay in the palace well? How did you come here? When she thought of the gorgeous young man with dark eyes who said to her that "betrayers will never end well", she felt her heart pounding, that nothing good would happen.
There were some strange things happening around her, no matter how nervous Mo Xiaoyan was, she knew it was unusual. It's just that the people around them didn't seem to notice anything.
This morning, she cryptically asked Mrs. Wang Xie Liancheng if she would do any strange things recently. While combing her satin-like long blue hair, the other party turned her head to look at him in surprise, as if she was asking some strange things.
Mo Xiaoyan immediately changed the topic with a haha.
The ancients were very taboo about ghosts and spirits. If she said that someone controlled her body, she would be tied to a wooden pillar as a demon and tortured, just like Wen Ting. Mo Xiaoyan shuddered, not daring to think about it anymore.
The couple who were originally husband and wife returned to the palace with their own ghosts.
Lin Lang woke up in another shop the next day. She was held in his arms by a naked man, who was also pillowed on someone else's arm. There was an ambiguous atmosphere around her. It seemed that the battle last night was intense. .
She clicked her tongue and got out of bed to get dressed.
Little did they know, the other party had already woken up, staring at her with a pair of cold star-like eyes.
The long black hair hung down and hung straight down to the waist, covering Miaoman's body. The woman picked up the clothes slowly and put them on, with an elegant and leisurely posture.
This is not the prince.
That woman doesn't know how to wear clothes at all!
A terrible conjecture suddenly surged in Yan Boye's heart.
The next moment she turned around, he quickly closed his eyes.
The man stood by the bed and seemed to be staring at him for a long time before he lowered his body. A few strands of hair fell onto his face.
Yan Boye's chest stagnates, what does this guy want to do
The corners of Linlang's mouth curled up slightly, trying to trick her by pretending to be asleep
That's right, it's convenient for her to brush up her favorability.
She put his bare/exposed arms back under the blanket, and tucked the corner of the blanket. After doing everything, she let the people waiting outside come in, and signaled them to lower their voices so as not to wake up the gentleman.
Mo Xiaoyan's "gentleness and consideration" is manifested in her willingness to let go of her "big girl" figure and do a little low in front of men. Even if they make her angry, she doesn't lose her temper. The little gadgets to coax everyone, and take people for a walk around the streets during New Years and holidays.
Compared with those women outside who are flirtatious and beat and scold men, Mo Xiaoyan can be said to be a model of "the best wife". .
But, Lin Lang likes to make difficult problems for others, especially Xie Liancheng gave her an excellent identity.
One is a gentle and unprincipled idiot prince, and the other is a peerless general of the previous dynasty who made great achievements but died young.
Which one will you choose
Lin Lang expressed that she was looking forward to the result.
Whether they will fight or not is none of her business.
After Lin Lang showed her "iron man's tenderness" maliciously, she asked someone to lead the way to the east wing where Mrs. Wang lived.
Xie Liancheng actually developed a high fever, his face turned red in a mess, he must have been frightened yesterday. Lin Lang called the doctor to come in, and wiped his body herself. After his body temperature dropped a little, it was already the time when the moon was on a branch.
When people are sick, they will especially want to rely on the people around them.
Xie Liancheng was no exception, he leaned softly on Lin Lang's body. Although the scene of Lin Lang's cruel archery made him terrified, but when he saw this man let go of his identity to take care of him personally, he was very nervous, not at all like the usual majestic general. Such a contrast made Xie Liancheng feel more and more his weight in the other party's heart, and his admiration overshadowed his fear.
The man's voice is still not fully recovered, with a thick and delicate nasal voice, "I don't want to drink medicine, it's so bitter."
Lin Lang picked up the jade bowl and took a sip, her mouth astringent, "Don't be afraid, it's sweet, but the smell is a bit unpleasant."
"I don't want to drink it." The man's face was full of disgust, but when Lin Lang scooped up a spoon and put it near his mouth, he obediently drank it. If Mrs. Xie saw his son obediently drinking medicine like this, he would probably think that he was going against evil.
When he finished drinking, Lin Lang kissed the concoction on his lips and asked, "Is it still bitter?"
He hid in her arms shyly, like a child.
It's just that in an invisible place, the man showed a confused and painful expression.
The nicer she was to her, the more overwhelmed he was.
Linlang's side is going well, but the heroine's side is not so good.
Before thinking of a solution, in order to avoid being discovered by others, Mo Xiaoyan, who had a passion for flesh and blood, took the initiative to move to the study to sleep, which she called self-cultivation. Sometimes she really couldn't bear it anymore, and brazenly courted her in the daytime, the three nobles were quite enthusiastic towards her, and sometimes they would come for a few people to let her know the taste.
But Wang Fu's reaction made Mo Xiaoyan a little confused.
He rejected her courtship.
Xie Liancheng said that he was seriously ill.
In fact, this seems to be the case. The clothes that were newly cut for him before the beginning of spring can be folded into several large folds after wearing them. The man lost weight quickly, his waist was surprisingly slender, not enough for a tight grip.
The doctor looked at it several times and only said that he was sick from worry.
Xie Liancheng didn't take the medicine because he knew it was a heart disease and he couldn't seek medical treatment, so he had to heal himself.
He loves someone.
But she died three hundred years ago.
But after he got married as a husband, she appeared.
Conscience tormented him day and night.
But when the man kissed him... he didn't refuse.