She patted him on the back to reassure, slowly moved her body out of the car, and called Siliang to the front of the car to reply. Nam Ronglie is like a koala sticking to her, and she doesn't let go. Siliang saw through the gap in the car door the dignity of his family's scheming prince, and almost laughed.

Nam Rongyeol took the time to glare at Siliang fiercely as a warning while enjoying the beauty of being a scoundrel. Siliang held back a smile and respectfully reported the sudden stop of the convoy. It turned out that the culprit who created the situation was the Three Princes, Xianwang Nan Rongheng. "Prince, King Xian stopped in front of the car and wanted to see you...... and the Crown Princess. ”

"See me?" Ling Caiwei was puzzled. Of course, she didn't know that the person who was masked in the woods that day and designed to use a net to catch her was this third prince Nan Rongheng. The crown prince Nan Ronglie knew that King Xian could simply change his title to "King of Color".

"Nope. He simply refused, hugging the woman next to him even more closely, feeling that the smell on her body was reassuring.

Four or two went to reply, and then ran back in a moment.

"Master, King Xian won't leave. If you don't see him, he'll go to the house and wait for you. ”

"He loves to go. The king gave him his palace to live in. ”

Si Liang was about to pass the word, but was stopped by Ling Caiwei in time. The prince in her eyes has been oppressed by the queen's forces for many years, depressed, frail and sickly, resulting in a perverse temperament, and the life comes with the temperament, it is inevitable to offend people, the virtuous king is the concubine of the southern queen, and last night had to intensify the contradiction with the southern queen, and today the virtuous king asks to see is the time to ease the relationship. Although she didn't come to the south to seek glory and wealth, one more enemy would have one more wall to prevent her from clearing her grievances, so she would rather settle things and calm people.

"Four taels, you take this palace to meet King Xian. She broke his hand around her waist and prepared to get out of the car, when she was dragged back to him.

"Don't go. The cold light in his eyes and his coquettish tone did not seem to be in harmony.

Ling Caiwei turned to look into his eyes and asked puzzledly, "Why doesn't Your Highness allow it?" How can you say that King Xian is also your younger brother, you are physically inconvenient, and the concubine will help you deal with it." ”

"I don't have to deal with anybody, he can stop him if he wants to. He fiddled with a silk peony embroidered on her cuffs, without the slightest intention of letting her get out of the car.

Ling Caiwei suddenly remembered that seven years ago, on that bright morning, she was dressing up in front of the mirror, and her most favored brother in the family ran over to pester her, asking her to accompany her to put paper kites outside. But she had already made an appointment, and she didn't want to miss the appointment, so she didn't promise her brother. He was like the man in front of him, coquettishly hugging her waist, she pushed him away, he grabbed her sleeve and shook it around, shaking it so that her heart melted, so she had to take him to the appointment. I was also ridiculed by someone for bringing a fart bug. Now, the bones of the little heel worm have long since turned to dirt in the ground, and she will never be asked to do anything again.

Nan Ronglie caught a glimpse of Yishu, who was suddenly silent, her eyes were full of sadness, and she couldn't understand the reason for her emotional change, and her hand shook twice in front of her eyes: "Angry?"

Ling Caiwei was busy and said, "The concubine doesn't dare." Just now, the concubine was thinking that since King Xian insisted on seeing His Highness, and His Highness didn't want to see him, then we would either take a detour or spend time here. Anyway, the noble person who wants to see will wait for His Highness. ”

Nam Youngyeol buried his head in her arm, thinking about her proposal. If his identity today is the Pavilion Master of the Iron Blood Pavilion, he must be holding her and stepping on the top of Nan Rongheng's head, far away from this group of people. There are too many things to worry about as a prince, and it is really not suitable to do extraordinary things. It was almost two hours after coming out of the prince's mansion, and he was used to letting others wait, but he could never let the people he wanted to see today wait for him.

"Four taels, please come over to King Xian. He straightened up and smiled brightly at Ling Caiwei. A face quickly flashed in Ling Caiwei's mind, it was a face wearing a mask, and the curvature of the prince's lips when he laughed was very similar to that surnamed Wu. I wonder if the itch on that disciple has gone?

When the prince saw that she was also looking at him with a smile, he took her little hand and said, "This king listens to the words of the concubine like this, and the concubine should reward the king with something." ”

Ling Caiwei couldn't think of anything she could reward the prince of a country, he had already leaned over and kissed her on the cheek, and wanted to kiss the other side, but the voice of the four taels destroyed his Yaxing.

"Crown Prince, His Royal Highness King Xian asks to see you. ”

"Hmm. The prince snorted, and it was allowed. Ling Caiwei took advantage of the situation to push his hand away and sit up straight.

The car door opened, and the curtain was lifted, only to see the virtuous king Nan Rongheng turn over and dismount and bend down to salute: "Nan Rongheng congratulates the eldest brother and sister-in-law on their wedding anniversary." ”

"The third brother doesn't need to be polite, this king is inconvenient to get out of the car, so let's talk about anything here. ”

Nan Rongheng straightened up and looked intently into the car. "I was in a hurry yesterday and didn't prepare a gift for the eldest brother and sister-in-law, and the younger brother made up for it today. Come. He beckoned, and someone behind him ran over with a brocade box and handed it to Sitael. The four pairs of hands took it, comprehended the eyes handed by the prince, and handed it to Ling Caiwei with the brocade box.

She took the box and opened it, and inside it turned out to be an egg-sized night pearl, and the car was suddenly full of brilliance.

"This?" she turned her head to look at the prince, although the size of the night pearl was not high-quality, but after all, such a treasure was still too valuable.

"Why is the third brother so expensive, do you have something to ask for?" Nan Ronglie never talked to his younger brothers in circles, since they each had ghosts, there was no need to be vain. His third brother was robbing and killing his crown princess a few days ago, trying to sabotage the marriage, and today he actually pretended to show goodwill, either treachery or theft.

Nan Rongheng has always known the temper of this sick brother, he is bitter and mean, and if anyone is not pleasing to the eye, he will kill people directly with his mouth, and the words he says will definitely really hurt the other party, so that people want to hide when they see him, and the queen mother is most tired of him. Therefore, he didn't expect to hear good words from the prince's mouth at all.

The prince laughed, a thin gift, wishing the prince and his wife to grow old together and give birth to a noble son early. "It is estimated that the prince's body is bones, and it is difficult to have sex. He chuckled inwardly.

Ling Caiwei listened to the two brothers, looked at the person in front of her, the more she looked at it, the more familiar she felt, and after thinking for a while, she remembered that it was the one who came out of the prince's table to toast last night. Listening to him is not friendly, I have no good feelings in my heart.

The prince yawned lazily: "This king is tired, if there is nothing to do, the third brother will please go back, the things are good, take it." His chin raised: "Four taels, let's go." ”

"Wait. Nan Rongheng pressed Siliang's shoulder, "Don't be in a hurry to leave, prince, I still have a big gift to give." He hooked his hand behind him, and the two attendants came with a black cloth bag, and as they approached, there was a foul smell coming from it.

Nan Ronglie covered his nose and asked him in disgust: "What's it, take it away." It stinks to death. ”

"Don't blame the prince, you'll see it soon. He also covered his nose with his sleeve and motioned for his men to open the bag.

The two attendants held their breath, leaned back far away, turned their heads sideways and opened the cloth bag, which gradually revealed a mutilated corpse, one of the corpse's legs was gone, the wound was charred black, and the clothes hung down as if they were torn by something. Four or two took one look, then ran to the side and vomited.

Nan Ronglie directly covered Ling Caiwei's eyes and told her not to look. Still, she saw the wound, charred and rotten, like roasted mutton, and immediately understood that the corpse was her own handiwork. To be exact, it was caused by the power of the iron ball.