This sentence really calmed the people present, and they all looked at each other.

The man stood up from his chair, waved his hand at the man with the sword, and with a respectful "yes", the man stepped back.

"Haha, you can tell me, why don't you dare to kill you. The playful expression, with an inquiring tone, was evident that he was disdainful, but he was interested in it. Therefore, he clasped his hands and stood in front of Murong Qingxue and smiled.

Murong Qingxue knew that her words had an effect, so she raised her head hard, sneered, and said, "Kill me, how can you ascend to the throne." ”

As soon as these words came out, the man's face suddenly turned pale, and the woman, along with the woman, was also stunned.

Murong Qingxue couldn't see it, but she could feel the atmosphere of the scene, and it was obvious that her words had worked.

The woman couldn't hold her breath anymore, she broke the suffocating atmosphere, held her back and drank, and drank: "A slave and maid dare to speak so loudly." You think you're going to live by saying that. ”

"You know, saying that will make you die faster. The man said coldly, his face still full of smiles.

Murong Qingxue was not afraid, but smiled faintly.

Her hair was messy and covered her flushed face, but she had a power that made people dare not move.

"What are you laughing at? Am I funny?" the man's interest grew, and he began to want to talk to her.

Murong Qingxue always kept smiling, and spit out word by word: "What do you look like? Can't you see that I'm already blind?"

This sentence was unexpected by the man.

To be exact, from the appearance of this woman to the present, it has always been beyond his expectations. When she says she's blind, it's like telling someone else's story.

It's a pity that it's a slave. However, she is a good-looking slave.

"Second prince, you are shrewd, but King Nan is a more shrewd person; Do you believe this or not?" Murong Qingxue's voice was very soft, but the words were powerful, striking the man.

"You know who I am. Who the hell are you?" the man asked, staring at her.

Murong Qingxue asked rhetorically, "Who do you think I am?"

Wen Hai looked at Murong Qingxue in front of him carefully, he only knew that she was robbed from another garden, so he preconceived that she was a slave. Now, when I took a closer look, I found that I was really careless.

This person's dress is obviously not the costume of a slave, as well as her temperament, her conversation...... Even though he was reduced to a prisoner and was humiliated and beaten in this way, his face did not change.

Who is she?

"Okay, Huang'er, don't entangle with her too much. This woman knows too much, listen to the concubine, kill her!" the woman couldn't stand this kind of conversation anymore, she felt it was torture.

"Concubine Ming, don't be so anxious. I believe that the second prince will consider what I just said. Murong Qingxue smiled at Concubine Ming instead, and this smile made Concubine Ming panic even more.

"Mother, you leave first, here, hand it over to your son. Wen Hai said.

He signaled to Concubine Ming, and although Concubine Ming hesitated, she also obeyed.

"Okay, it's just the two of us, you can talk slowly. It seems that you know me very well, and you know Nanwang very well. So, what is your relationship with the crown prince?" Wen Hai sat directly on the ground, and now he felt that he had a lot of time to ask questions, to ask some questions that suddenly popped up today, interesting questions.

Murong Qingxue coughed violently, relieved for a while, and said with a smile: "I need to rest, I believe that the second prince also has to sort out his thoughts, and he is not in a hurry." It's better to try it again tomorrow. ”

Wen Hai was stunned for a moment, and inexplicably agreed.