The black weight smashed, Xuanyuan Rujin did not dodge or dodge, and was directly hit on the forehead, and blood suddenly appeared at the hairline.

The red blood suddenly extended down and connected into thick lines, which looked shocking on the jade-like face, which was set off by the light, which was becoming more and more white.

Not to mention the ink splashing from the inkstone rendered a large robe on his chest, which stood out on the fine material.

The flowers are faint, but they are fleeting.

A look of dissatisfaction flashed in her eyes, and she looked up at the young man who had grown a little taller than her for three years, coldly locked Xuanyuan Rujin's eyes, and said sternly word by word:

"Who gave you the courage to question Prince Ben?"

Xuanyuan Rujin stood straight, his back unconsciously straightened as loose, the ten fingers in his sleeves clenched tightly into fists, and his lips pursed until—

The moist liquid that ran down the corner of his forehead passed through his eyebrows, and it looked like it was about to flow to his eyes.

Xuanyuan Rujin, who was still with his head down just now, raised his head suddenly, and wiped the blood on his forehead with the back of his hand, until the bright red liquid was all over his face, and he was like a little cat.

No, the fierceness in his eyes at this moment is not like a flower cat, but more like a cannibal tiger who has just bitten the enemy to death!

I don't know where the courage came from, he stared directly at the flowers with those fierce and unwilling eyes that refused to admit defeat:

"Brother Huang, let me ask you, do you really want to marry the crown princess?"

Don't dodge, don't dodge, dare to continue to dwell on this topic?

By now, Fanhua had a little more appreciation for Xuanyuan Rujin's courage, and most of the anger in her heart had dissipated.

It's just—

Her brows furrowed slightly, and she looked at Xuanyuan Rujin, "This prince is already an adult, isn't it a natural thing to marry the crown princess?" ”

"Xiao Shi, if it's for this, you're overreacting, a little too much."

After a pause, Fanhua's mind quickly flashed through what the palace people had said recently that Xuanyuan Rujin had not gone out much in the room, and had blurted out with reassuring words, "But what's the difficulty?" You can talk to me. ”

She used "I", obviously with a gentle attitude and really wanted to help the other party.

Xuanyuan Rujin was even more depressed-

It's justified, it's justified!

The more he took it for granted, the evil fire in his heart that had nowhere to vent and was running around was like going crazy, burning his heart, liver and lungs uncomfortably.

Suddenly, Xuanyuan Rujin's face turned red from anger, and his hands on the edge of the table were clenched into fists and almost sunk into the wood.

His suppressed and angry appearance changed to another meaning in the eyes of Prosperity: he was really bullied!

She took two steps out, with one hand behind her back, and flashed a cold and fierce gaze slowly cast out the window to the night beside her.

Then, she tilted her head slightly, lowered her eyes, and explained word by word:

"The person who bullied you can get to death. If something happens, you have your own prince to bear it! ”

Xuanyuan Rujin still didn't respond.

He gritted his teeth and looked sideways at the majestic and mysterious Tianhuang nobleman who was standing by the window with his back to him, and a touch of complexity flashed in his eyes.

In that complexity, joy and anger, love and hatred entangled, unspeakable depression, until finally all turned into deep resentment and hatred.

Bully?

Except for the Eighth Prince, who didn't know the height of the sky and was about to step into his trap, who else dared to bully himself!