Seeing that Zongzheng Fusu was silent, Ziyan said again, "She said she wanted to make a deal with the master."
"What deal?" Zongzheng Fusu frowned.
Zi Yan shook her head, "She said she wants to see the master, and she will talk to the master in person."
Zongzheng Fusu was a little puzzled, now that girl's leg injury has been healed, why break into Prince Gong's mansion to die? Furthermore, Murong Qianjue stripped her naked in front of so many people, how could she endure this kind of humiliation, and even want to make a deal with him? !
Ziyan stared at Zongzheng Fusu for a while, and seeing that he didn't speak, she asked again, "Master, are you seeing me or not? If the master doesn't want to see her, this subordinate will send her away!"
"etc."
Ziyan had already reached the door, and Zongzheng Fusu called out to her suddenly, and then threw a black silk handkerchief from his sleeve to her.
Ziyan picked up the silk handkerchief on the ground in surprise, and frowned at Zongzheng Fusu, "Master, this is..."
"Cover her face and bring her in—"
As long as he doesn't see her face, Murong Qianjue should stay in his body peacefully, right
"Yes." Zi Yan clenched the handkerchief tightly, feeling a trace of jealousy in her heart. She has been by the master's side for so many years, and she has never even had the chance to get close to the master's body, let alone ask for his silk handkerchief... That girl Zhongli Wanyun is really lucky! Lied to the second master's kiss, and lied to the master's Sipa!
Despite her dissatisfaction, she had no choice but to hand Sipa to Dongfang Jing, and said coldly, "Put it on! Master despises you for being ugly, and doesn't want to see your face, so as not to stain his eyes!"
The forced smile on the corner of Dongfang Jing's mouth also disappeared!
She is definitely not compatible with this ghost king, and she is born to be at odds. She hasn't seen anyone else yet, and she's already furious!
Thinking that Jin Qiu was still dying on the bed, and thinking that Wuyou's case would start from Jin Qiu, Dongfang Jing had no choice but to pick up the dusty silk handkerchief that fell on the ground, and carefully covered the lower half of her face.
She changed into today's outfit when she met Yu Chimo, and she hasn't had time to change it yet. It can be stunning in itself, but wearing that silk handkerchief covered seven or eight parts of her beauty, There are only three or two points of temperament left.
Zi Yan herself was born well, and she felt prettier than the masked Dongfang Jing, so she was willing to lead her into Prince Gong's mansion.
The elegiac couplet at the entrance of Prince Gong's mansion has been torn off long ago, but the inside of the mansion is still pure white. Princess Gong's mourning hall is still located in the main hall, and it has not been moved until now.
Zongzheng Fusu sat on the Eight Immortals chair beside him, his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep.
"Master, someone has brought it."
Zi Yan led Dongfang Jing to him, and then retreated.
Dongfang Jing waited for a long time, but Zongzheng Fusu did not make a sound. She really couldn't afford to spend this time, so she couldn't help but shouted "Prince".
"What kind of deal do you want to make with this king, just say it."
Although Zongzheng Fusu opened his mouth, his eyes were still closed. After all, only in this way can he ensure that Murong Qian will never be awakened!
Ah! hehe!
Dongfang Jing couldn't help sneering in her heart, she had never seen such an impolite person! If you despise her for being ugly, let her cover her face with a silk handkerchief! He actually met her and talked to her, so he didn't even bother to open his eyes to look at her!
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