"His Royal Highness really can't bear the blow, but a little setback made himself into this decadent appearance. I don't know, I thought His Royal Highness has been deposed."
The girl's voice is clear and sweet, like drinking ice spring.
But her tone was full of sarcasm and arrogance.
"who!"
The drunken man slammed the table and stood up unsteadily.
He squinted his eyes, as if he couldn't see the person in front of him clearly.
She smelled of alcohol, filling the entire luxurious bedroom with the smell of alcohol.
"Tsk..."
Ye Qingluo folded his arms around his chest, raised his eyebrows slightly, and sneered jokingly in his eyes: "It seems that I came here for nothing today."
After all, she turned around.
The fiery skirt swept away an arc like a flaming sunset glow.
The man stared at the arc.
Tongren suddenly shrank, and staggered forward, chasing a few steps.
With a "plop", he fell heavily to the ground.
The dragon totem with teeth and claws on the man's body also seemed to lose its ferocity at this moment.
Ye Qing paused slightly.
She turned around slowly, and looked down at the man who fell on the ground in a panic: "Leng Fengying, what else do you want to say?"
The man in front of him is none other than the former Second Prince and the current Crown Prince, Leng Fengying.
That handsome, seemingly harmless face has long been covered by depression and vicissitudes.
Leng Fengying struggled, trying to get up from the ground.
But after he was drunk, he couldn't lift a bit of strength.
The whole person is like stepping on cotton.
However, his consciousness told him very clearly.
Never let the girl in front of me leave.
This girl is his god!
Leng Fengying was so drunk that he couldn't see who it was.
There is only a strong sense of familiarity, and that feeling that makes him inexplicably afraid.
Dominate him to keep Ye Qingluo.
"Don't go... don't go..."
Leng Fengying murmured anxiously, raised his hand high, and grasped feebly in the direction of Ye Qingluo.
But he couldn't catch anything.
"Help me... save me, please..."
At this time, Leng Fengying, how can there be half of the warmth, half of the spirit, and half of the royal dignity
He was depressed, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.
All he wanted was to hold on tightly and beg her to save him from this fiery quagmire.
Ye Qingluo just looked at him coldly.
There was no emotion in his eyes.
In her memory, Leng Fengying might not be able to match Leng Fenghua in appearance.
However, his explosive momentum later, as well as his own ability and mind, surpassed Leng Fenghua.
But I didn't expect the cold wind shadow today.
The endurance is so poor.
If it wasn't for the sake of the Mu family, she really didn't want to have anything else to do with this Leng Fengying.
With a snort, she walked slowly in front of Leng Fengying.
With long and slender fingers, he held a pill.
With a movement of the fingertips, the elixir drew a graceful arc in midair.
The pill fell steadily into Leng Fengying's mouth.
He looked up at her blankly.
When the elixir enters the mouth, the extremely bitter and spicy taste permeates the mouth.
Leng Fengying only felt a splitting headache.
He hugged his head and beat it hard.
From the beginning to the end, Ye Qingluo folded his arms and watched coldly.
It takes about half a stick of incense.
Leng Fengying gradually stopped howling in pain.
He fell to the ground, and his twisted figure, with his head in his arms, gradually relaxed a lot.
He panted heavily, supported his head, and slowly raised his head.
Into the eyes, is a girl in red, the flames are like fire, like the Nine Heavens Profound Girl.
That alluring and stunning face was emotionless and extremely indifferent.