"Chu Qingge, you dare to drug this prince! Even if I want a corpse, I won't want you!" Chu Qingge only felt a stinging pain in his neck, and it was clear that he had already rested. The man's eyes were scarlet, and he could not bear the medicine power and pressed on her body. Soon, the pain on his body was deeper than the one on his neck. It was like, his whole person was torn in half. The pain instantly spread throughout his body. I don't know how long it took, and the man left her body. He wore a long robe and wrapped his slender and handsome figure.

The handsome face that was enough to make the world lose its beauty, except for the fine sweat, was left with a cold breath. The door of the room was swept away by his palm wind, and outside, the person kneeling all over the ground. "The prince..., the ninth princess, she...

"Die." Feng Liye's face was unrest, "Buried!"

The cold and silent back, with a bleak breath, makes people shudder. But, buried, buried?

Everyone's faces froze, and they knelt on the ground one by one, their faces as if dead.

That is the Ninth Princess! The youngest daughter of the emperor today and the most precious granddaughter of the Queen Mother! Chu Qingge sat up, listened to the man's ruthless words, and tried to organize new memories. The real Ninth Princess was indeed dead and was strangled to death by her newlywed husband.

After being put on aphrodisiacs, she could not control herself. Feng Liye would rather strangle her to death and vent her than ask her directly. How much he hates this newlywed lady, but she is no longer Chu Qingge

Before he asked her, this body had already moved into another soul. She, Chu Qing!

Outside the house, the people still knelt all over the ground.

The body of the Ninth Princess lying in the room was the body of the Ninth Princess, and no one dared to move around. "Would you like to report to the Duke?" "You, go." "No, go, go!" "I don't...

"It's better to bury it. Anyway, this ninth princess is notoriously famous, and is not a good person." Okay, okay, we listened to the prince and buried her!" Everyone stood up and was about to go in and move Chu Qingge's body away. Unexpectedly, a slender figure walked out of the room.

The red clothes were as blood and the black hair were as bright as brocade, which made her delicate and beautiful face look even whiter and flawless. The black cloud eyes were crystal clear and the small nose was elegant and noble. Chu Qingge leaned against the door, looking lazy: "Who are you going to bury?" "Nine, Nine Princess?" "Ghost!"

"No, she...she has a shadow, she...she is human. Chu Qingge coldly glanced at the servant in the yard: "Where is Feng Liye?" He broke her body and left like this.

If this Prince Li doesn't treat him well, she won't call Chu Qingge.' Back, go back to the Ninth Princess, the Prince went to Qingyun Garden."

. In the Yunyuan, Fengli was drinking tea at night.

Like the black hair, there are still thin beads of sweat left after the passion. But now there is no trace of turmoil on this frozen face that has been frozen for thousands of years. A young woman stood aside, crying with tears in her eyes.

"Brother Ye, it's Yun'er's fault that he is not qualified to serve you."

Feng Yuanhao, the second young master of the Feng family, was sitting not far away, looked distressed: "It was the ninth princess who took a fancy to the eldest brother, cried, made a fuss and sang her, and asked the empress dowager to decide on this marriage! It was her fault, what did you do with you?

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"But... I want to be wronged by Brother Ye, marry such a...a wife who is ignorant." Chu Weiyun wiped her tears and quietly looked at the man on the chair.

a:bHe, the wind is gentle and the clouds are calm, and his face is expressionless. No one can see through what he is thinking.
Chapter completed!