Chapter 230: The relationship between the Holy Son and Leng Mingyue

Leng Mingyue's wine is acceptable, neither high nor low, but she loves sweetness, and thinks that the fruit wine of the Prime Minister's Mansion is delicious, so she is greedy for a cup, and she doesn't know that this wine has great stamina.

"Be careful." Lu Chengyu was closest to Leng Mingyue, stretched out his arm to fish, his wrist bone against Leng Mingyue's lower back, and his hand avoided touching her.

The prime minister's wife saw that there was a play, but without saying a word, she left with a group of slaves and maids.

Only Leng Mingyue and Lu Chengyu were left in the courtyard.

Leng Mingyue hadn't recovered from the whirlwind of the sky, her dark eyes stared at the night sky in a blur and haze, not knowing what she was thinking.

Lu Chengyu expressed helplessness about his mother's behavior, and when he turned his head to look at Leng Mingyue again, he found that the girl in his arms had red cheeks, and the breath he spit out was all wine.

It's completely different from the previous sanity.

He thought of her nibbling on the pancakes in the challenge this morning, and there was a shallow smile in his cold eyes.

He bent down and stretched out his other arm, passed through Leng Mingyue's legs, held her firmly in his arms, and walked out of the courtyard.

The entire Prime Minister's Mansion was arranged by the Prime Minister's wife, and there was not even a figure along the road.

Leng Mingyue didn't know where she was or what she was doing, staring blankly at the night sky.

Lu Chengyu raised his head and walked forward, and when he came to the door of the mansion, the night breeze outside the mansion immediately blew.

The coolness made Leng Mingyue instinctively rub into Lu Chengyu's arms, as if looking for a sheltered harbor, her mind was so dizzy that she simply closed her eyes and fell asleep.

This action made Lu Chengyu's body tense, the wings of his nose were all women's unique fragrance, and his arms were ghostly and tightened.

The feeling of the unknown took root in my heart.

In the next second, a gloomy and cold murderous aura swept the sky, and the lantern candles hanging overhead flickered and flickered, and a layer of frost seemed to be condensed all around.

Lu Chengyu only felt that his scalp was numb, his hairs were all blown up, and it was difficult to breathe, and the danger of death was suddenly approaching!

This feeling is even more terrifying than the strength that Ren Pingsheng released yesterday when he was in the Martial Academy.

He found the culprit of everything by his intuition, and saw a pair of red eyes lit up in the dark place, like a ferocious ghost drawn in a book, ready to kill his prey.

But in the blink of an eye, the red-eyed demon disappeared again, and was replaced by a pair of cold and compassionate eyes.

The owner of the eyes was dressed in a snow-colored robe, and walked slowly from the darkness, the cinnabar in the center of his eyebrows and the iris in his collar were telling the world that he was the holy son of the Holy Temple, Shen Lichuan.

"Holy Son, what are you doing when you come to the Prime Minister's Mansion?" Lu Chengyu's body was tense, and he felt that he was really delusional, and he actually regarded the Holy Son as a ghost clan.

But he did something wrong, and he caused the Son to spread coercion and anger.

The man turned a deaf ear, walked up to him without saying a word, forcibly took the sleeping woman into his arms, his actions were pitiful and domineering, and the tenderness that made countless women fall for himself appeared on his handsome face.

He hugged Leng Mingyue, hid in the darkness again, and ignored Lu Chengyu from beginning to end.

After the two disappeared completely, the temperature around them warmed up, and the sense of oppression on Lu Chengyu's body also decreased.

"Childe, this is the crane cloak in the clouds that Miss Leng fell, and Madame asked the slave to send it quickly."

The maid came over with a cloak, but saw her son-in-law holding the wall and panting, looking at the dark night with a full of shock.

The strength of the Holy Son is so strong!!

And his relationship with Leng Mingyue ...... It doesn't seem to be as simple as it seems!