Jiang Tingbai stood stiffly in the center of the main hall, with a fair and delicate little face, after hearing the voice behind him, it instantly became colorful and bizarre.

Jiang Yingrong?

What did Cold Moon bring her for?

Jiang Tingbai subconsciously looked at Leng Yue, who was sitting on the side, but there was no change in the expression on the latter's face, just a pair of cold, frost-like eyes, and looked back at him without showing weakness.

Jiang Tingbai's eyebrows furrowed, he collected his mind slightly, and slowly turned around.

Jiang Yingrong was wearing a very thin dress, with a bed robe inside, and even if she had a thick cloak on the outside, she still couldn't stop the cool breeze on this autumn night.

Jiang Yingrong's eyebrows were frowning tightly, and she looked at Jiang Tingbai with complicated eyes.

She really didn't expect that the person Ye Jiuchen brought to meet would actually be Jiang Tingbai.

Jiang heard that the white people were in the Great Zhou Kingdom, and she actually guessed it early on.

It's just that he sent so many messages, but Jiang Tingbai never replied.

Now, Ye Jiuchen put himself and Jiang Tingbai together, what do you want to do?

Before Jiang Yingrong could understand Ye Jiuchen's intentions, her eyes turned slightly, and she saw the cold moon behind Jiang Tingbai.

Leng Yue was wearing a dark green dress, dressed simply and casually, coupled with that cold face and cold eyes......

In an instant, Jiang Yingrong's heart suddenly rose with an extremely ominous premonition.

She didn't die!

All of this, sure enough, she did it!

At this point, seeing Leng Yue with her own eyes, Jiang Yingrong almost didn't have to think about it to know that she had never shown up before and had the intention of hiding behind her.

Thinking about Ye Sibai and Ye Lan, Jiang Yingrong can even be sure that Leng Yue came this time to settle accounts with herself.

On the contrary, Jiang Tingbai is still here.

For a while, Jiang Yingrong began to feel a little flustered in her heart.

In the past, she was never afraid of anyone, anything, and she was the kind of person who would not let her panic even if the sky fell.

But since Leng Yue appeared, Jiang Yingrong gradually discovered that she had no control over this woman at all, and she couldn't guess it.

Even, the seamless schemes that he thought were so pale and powerless in front of Leng Yue.

Jiang Yingrong's cold beautiful eyes stared at Leng Yue, and her hands hidden under the cloak couldn't help but clench into fists.

In the next second, Jiang Yingrong had already taken a step forward and strode towards Leng Yue.

At this point, in this situation, there is no need to hide some things.

Xiao Hei and Yue Cheng followed behind Ye Jiuchen, and when they saw Jiang Yingrong rushing towards Leng Yue, they rushed over almost without thinking, and stopped between the two before Jiang Yingrong approached Leng Yue.

And Jiang Tingbai, like an outsider at this time, stood aside with his eyes propped up.

Air, somewhat quiet.

Ye Jiuchen stood in the courtyard, under the moonlight, letting the silver-white moonlight pull out a long shadow on the ground of his long and tall figure.

Xiao Suo, but also cold.

After a pause, Ye Jiuchen took the first step and walked towards the main hall.

Before, he and Leng Yue acted separately, even if he believed it, even if he knew that Leng Yue would be fine, but his heart was always like something hanging, and he couldn't be at peace.

Until, seeing Leng Yue with his own eyes, he sat here unharmed.

So now, he didn't want to think about anything, he just wanted to be close to her and stand beside her.

In fact, Ye Jiuchen did exactly that.

Jiang Yingrong had a cold face, looking at Xiao Hei and Yue Cheng who were blocking in front of her, and Bei Yan couldn't help but bite her lip lightly.

Jiang Tingbai stood not far away, still thinking about what Leng Yue wanted to do.

After all, her posture has no intention of trading at all.

Why do you not trade and bring people over?

Looking at Leng Yue again, he seems to be an outsider, who has nothing to do with himself, hanging up high and hanging together, lazy and wanton.

And Ye Jiuchen, under such circumstances, walked towards Leng Yue step by step, and walked to Leng Yue's side.

Leng Yue raised her head and looked straight at Ye Jiuchen,

“？？？”

What is the little demon doing?

Before Leng Yue could figure it out, Ye Jiuchen had already used her behavior to give her the answer.

The cool and thin lips poured in, light as water, but it seemed to be brewing some monstrous waves.

Jiang Yingrong: "......"

Jiang Tingbai: "......"

Even Leng Yue herself: "......"

Big brother, in this situation, is it really appropriate for you to do this?

On the other hand, Xiao Hei and Yue Cheng seemed to have been used to it for a long time, and they stood aside without changing their faces and heartbeats, just isolating Jiang Yingrong from the outside.

It sounds good to protect the safety of Leng Yue and Ye Jiuchen.

It's not good to say, Jiang Yingrong is not a martial arts person, and there is a danger of wool.

It's just sprinkling dog food on someone to create discord between people at the right time and place.

The cold moon is a bit square.

In the future, there will be no more bigwig characters.

Have you ever seen a big guy who said that he was kissed and didn't even say hello.

Fortunately, Ye Jiuchen didn't get too carried away, knowing that there were important things to do next, so he just pecked lightly for a moment and let go of Leng Yue.

Jiang Tingbai and Jiang Yingrong's faces were already very bad at this time.

Jiang Tingbai is quite passable, after all, he has seen similar ones before, and he is a little mentally prepared.

Jiang Yingrong's face was as white as paper, without blood.

Her identity was hijacked in the middle of the night, just to watch the two of them show affection?

In Jiang Yingrong's opinion, Ye Jiuchen and Leng Yue are embarrassing her!

"If the Nine Emperor Princes want to be warm, there will be time in the future, so let's talk about it first, what is the so-called matter of inviting the palace and the imperial brother today!"

Jiang Yingrong scolded with anger, and Leng Yue turned her head and looked at her.

"The emperor and queen, long time no see."

"Huh!" Jiang Yingrong snorted coldly: "Miss Leng is really good, she can't die if she falls off such a high cliff."

It's cold as snow, and it's really a waste. ”

Hearing this, without waiting for Leng Yue to react, Ye Jiuchen's face first became gloomy.

In the face of the warm drizzle of the spring breeze in the cold moon, the time becomes sharp.

Fortunately, Leng Yue grabbed him at the right time.

Ye Jiuchen turned his eyes and saw that Leng Yue was not affected at all, indifferently.

"That's not something I'm good at."

While speaking, Leng Yue stood up and walked towards Jiang Yingrong.

Yue Cheng and Xiao Hei wanted to stop it, but after seeing Leng Yue's eyes and getting Ye Jiuchen's nod, they could only take two steps back and make way for Leng Yue.

Leng Yue walked in front of Jiang Yingrong in a few steps.

In terms of age, Jiang Yingrong is older than her, and in terms of status, Jiang Yingrong is taller than her.

And then the eggs.

The innate queen-like temperament between Leng Yue's eyebrows and eyes suppressed Jiang Yingrong to death.

"Just because, the emperor is too weak!"

"You ......"

Jiang Yingrong was ridiculed in front of her like this in time, and her face, which was still pale just now, suddenly surged with blood.

"Leng Yue, what the hell do you want to do?"

"What do you want to do?"

Leng Yue deliberately repeated Jiang Yingrong's words, and every word was deliberately elongated. After speaking, he leaned forward sharply and put his face in front of Jiang Yingrong.

Jiang Yingrong subconsciously wanted to retreat, but the self-esteem and pride of the princess of Xiliang Kingdom and the empress of the Great Zhou Kingdom did not allow her to do so.

Clenching her fingers hard, Jiang Yingrong struggled to keep her complexion calm.

But Leng Yue's bottomless, cold, like a huge terrifying abyss-like eyes, firmly locked on her.

It seems that she will be pulled into it in the next second, and there will be no chance to climb out.

And the cold moon was cool, like a ghostly voice, and it was at this time that it was faint and faint, and every word sounded.

"Of course, there is revenge, there is revenge!"

Jiang Yingrong sighed in her heart.

Before she could really understand what Leng Yue's sentence "revenge and revenge, revenge and revenge" meant, her neck suddenly felt cold.

Jiang Yingrong's eyes widened, and she looked at the cold face in front of her in front of her, like a Shura ghost, slowly withdrawing and pulling away in front of her sight.

Because the distance between the two people was very close, and Leng Yue's voice was not loud, Jiang Tingbai, who was standing a little farther away, couldn't hear what the two were saying.

It was only the first time in his life that he saw the panic in his eldest princess sister, who was always high and calm.

And this panic was just brought to her by the daughter of a small general of Zhenguo.

Interesting!

Jiang couldn't help but smile lightly when he heard Bai Si talk about this.

However, immediately after, he saw Jiang Yingrong's eyes widen, and the bottom of his eyes was full of incredulity.

Leng Yue had already taken a few steps out of the way at this time, so Jiang Tingbai could clearly see that on Jiang Yingrong's tall and white neck, there was a trace as shallow as a thin line.

In the next second, blood flowed and splattered out along the trace.

Jiang Yingrong's body trembled slightly, and her hands were unconsciously raised and stroked her neck.

The sticky, warm and slippery touch is noticeable on the fingertips.

Jiang Yingrong trembled and raised her hands to her eyes, a dazzling scarlet.

Leng Yue, actually, dare to kill her!

Jiang Yingrong moved her gaze towards Leng Yue with difficulty, but the feeling of blood gushing out of her neck was so obvious that she could almost feel her life passing little by little.

Unprepared, yet uncontrollable.

The body seems to be getting cooler a little bit, and losing strength a little bit.

But she didn't want to fall!

Her pride, her pride, her infallibility, did not allow her to fall.

But why, more and more unable to control themselves.

Finally, Jiang Yingrong still fell to the ground weakly, her eyes widened, incredible and disbelievable, looking at everything that could still be seen in front of her.

There is one thing to do.

But she never thought that she would be killed by such a person in such a way.