The moment he stepped into the dormitory, Liancheng mistakenly thought that he was in hell.

I saw that the surrounding light was dim, and the walls were carved by swords, and the layout was mostly black, as if it was intended to hide the light outside.

An unknown incense burner was lit on the incense burner, and light smoke was wafting from it, adding a touch of mystery to it.

Lian Cheng stepped forward cautiously, and his gaze gradually fixed on Jun Mobai.

Jun Mobai lay quietly on the bed, his long eyelashes covering his eyes, and his head full of green silk fell to the ground...... His skin was very white, perhaps because of his weak body, which did not fit in with the black color of the dormitory.

Although he doesn't like Jun Mobai, Liancheng does not deny that he gave birth to a good skin.

Before he could finish admiring it, the owner of the skin suddenly opened his eyes.

For a while, the two were far away from each other.

After a long time, Jun Mobai's lips pulled out a trace of arc: "This king is not dead, is he disappointed?" ”

The mockery implied in his words made Liancheng purse his lips, and then he went straight to the point: "Seventh Prince, it is obvious that you are deliberately calculating me and want me to have a hard time!" ”

"Yes, it is! It's a pity that my father remembered your family's past merits and spared you so lightly. ”

While admitting, Jun Mobai got up from the bed and continued, "Do you know? You're the first person to be alive and sound after hurting me. ”

He leaned back against the head of the bed, as if his body had no strength, and his unrestrained hair was full of green silk, pouring down his back.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand towards Liancheng: "Come here, help King Ben get up." ”

Liancheng was slightly stunned, and wanted to subconsciously step forward, but when he saw the silk iron wrapped in his hand, his footsteps stopped.

Seeing this, Jun Mobai was not annoyed, but smiled faintly: "It seems that you already know." ”

Liancheng was silent, if there was still a trace of doubt before, doubting if it was okay to meet him...... At this moment, his indirect acquiescence had to make her believe it all.

"What is your relationship with Xiahou Yuan?"

Jun Mobai's calm expression is now similar to the arrogance of the day.

The relationship with Xiahou Yuan, Liancheng will not say: "Seventh Prince, this matter seems to have nothing to do with you. ”

"It really doesn't matter."

Jun Mobai followed the next sentence, and his pale face flickered in the candlelight.

The next moment, his expression became treacherous: "So, this king has killed Xiahou Yuan now, but it has nothing to do with you?" ”

He talked about Xiahou Yuan's life and death, just like talking about the good or bad weather, which made Liancheng's heart instantly shake up.

She wanted to protect Xiahou Yuan, but she didn't want to involve the Prime Minister's Mansion...... Thinking about all this, he finally raised his head as if he had made up his mind to meet him: "Seventh Prince, what do you want?" ”

Seeing that Liancheng was anxious for Xiahou Yuan, Jun Mobai was very interested, and at the same time, as if he had found rare prey, the whole person felt a little more happy.

After so many years in the palace, he has long been accustomed to the eyes of others who are afraid of him...... Shangguan Liancheng is the first person who is not afraid of him, or rather, the person who is not afraid of death!

It's rare to deal with someone like that, and it's really ...... Wonderful!

It's just Shangguan Liancheng, you really ...... Aren't you afraid of death?