Chapter 479: Mass Grave

Yue'er remembered the previous incident, and it was obvious that Princess Ling threatened Xiao Jin with herself, so that the other party didn't know what she had promised. At this time, she couldn't help complaining about herself, she was originally left by Cheng Zinuo to take care of Xiao Jin, but she went to southern Xinjiang with others.

However, the most important thing is that he has caused others to suffer, if it weren't for himself, how could Xiao Jin be forced to agree to Princess Ling's unfair request.

In the final analysis, she is still too poor in her ability to do anything, and she seems to be like a burden no matter what.

The wound on Yue'er's body was like a fire, little by little from the surface to the inside, she closed her eyes and hummed lowly, she tried to use the water to cool her wound, but she couldn't get it, so she had to knock over the bucket.

However, under such a toss of the wound, the inflammation is faster.

The window didn't close, and the cold wind blew through the night, although the burning sensation on her body was lessened. But on the second day, when the sun shone on the earth, she found herself hot and weak, and the wound had long since lost consciousness, and she barely raised her eyes to look at the sunlight outside, and then closed her eyes and had no thoughts.

"Holy Maiden, that man passed out." Just when Princess Ling was sitting proudly in the study, planning to finish her affairs as soon as possible and go back to find Xiao Jin, she suddenly heard the news, and the good mood in her heart suddenly turned bad. glared at the subordinate who was kneeling on the ground, but did not implicate him, but got up and clapped his hands and led the person towards the firewood room.

I saw Yue'er lying on the ground, her lips were white, and her wounds were inflamed. A burst of pleasure rose in Princess Ling's heart, after all, this is a person who is tilted, and she feels that this is her victory for Tilt when she sees such a moon inexplicably.

"Come on, help me drag her to the mass grave and throw it away." Princess Ling clapped her hands and summoned her subordinates, and stretched out her hand to point at the person who had passed out.

Those subordinates did not question too much about the spirit princess's orders, and after the map was down, they took the straw mat, untied the human rope and rolled the person, and followed the spirit princess towards the mass grave.

The mass grave, worthy of its name, is the place where lonely souls and wild ghosts are buried.

After those people hurriedly left Yue'er, they went out directly to reply to Princess Ling, who looked at the tombstones, there were one or two dry graves from time to time, and there were crows wandering in the sky, nodded very satisfied, and led the heat back to the Holy Maiden's Mansion.

And Yue'er, who was left behind, was inexplicably awakened by the yin qi of the grave, she woke up in a daze, saw the scene around her, and the words she heard when she was half unconscious and half awake just now, how could she not know what happened.

Yue'er struggled to stand up and walked out.

However, just when she was about to faint, a hand suddenly held her up, and then carried her whole person, and took her away without waiting for her to react.

Princess Ling was in a happy mood after losing Yue'er, and her actions to deal with affairs were faster. When she finished everything, it was not dark outside, and she pulled Xiao Jin out of the Holy Maiden's Mansion.

No one in southern Xinjiang knows the saints, and no one knows the saints. Although there are mostly tribes in southern Xinjiang, the holy woman needs to stay in various tribes in southern Xinjiang for a period of time after taking office, so everyone has seen the holy woman, not to mention the people who live near the holy woman's mansion.

Princess Ling took Xiao Jin to wander around the streets outside, and the people around her were naturally extremely curious about this legendary true destiny, and they watched carefully, exclaiming to the people around them from time to time.

"Xiao Jin, do you think this looks good?" Princess Ling shook a lip paper at the person.

Xiao Jin, who already felt that something was wrong when he went out, felt that the eyes of the people around him were even more wrong, but he was not too entangled, so he nodded perfunctorily.

Princess Ling raised her eyebrows, naturally feeling that the other party was perfunctory, and paid for the lip paper. She took the lip paper and sipped it slightly, her lips were red and her teeth were white, which would make her skin more beautiful, "If you kiss me, I will believe you." ”

"Huh?" Xiao Jin was stunned for a moment, not knowing what the other party meant. When he turned his head to look, he met the other party's red lips and frowned slightly. Although this is red, the color of extreme nobility and happiness, I don't know why he suddenly thought of Yue'er, who was covered in blood that day, and felt a little disgusted in his heart for this woman with a beautiful face but a femme fatale.

"Kiss me." Princess Ling closed her eyes and leaned closer, and whispered in a voice that only two people could hear, "Do you still want Yue'er to be tortured again?" ”

Although Yue'er had been thrown into the mass grave by Princess Ling, Princess Ling felt that the other party did not know. Therefore, I am also handy with this chip now.

Xiao Jin endured the disgust in his heart, closed his eyes and quickly touched the other party's lips.

"Oh." The crowd around let out an exclamation. The people in southern Xinjiang are not as conservative as the Central Plains, and they have listened to the love and hatred of the saint and the true son of heaven for many days, and they will finally see the real person, and the real person is still kissing in front of everyone, which makes the people inexplicably excited and exclaimed.

Princess Ling smiled proudly, happily took Xiao Jin's hand and led people to the restaurant next to her, went directly to the box reserved by herself, and ordered a few famous snacks from southern Xinjiang.

"I want to see Yue'er." Xiao Jin sat in his seat and desperately held the tea on the side, trying to suppress the nausea in his heart that wanted to vomit.

Princess Ling was slightly stunned when she remembered Yue'er who had been thrown away by herself, and pursed her lips to look at Xiao Jin, "No, I won't agree." ”

"You beat her like that day, how do I know if you drugged someone, if she died!" Although Xiao Jin obeyed Princess Ling's words, he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart. As the king of a country, he couldn't bear to be threatened like this for no reason, and he was even more annoyed that he would ask for it and be rejected.

"Okay, okay, I promise you, don't be angry." Princess Ling knew that she couldn't fall short, so she could only comfort the person in a low voice, tentatively putting her hand on the back of the other person's hand and caressing it.

However, Xiao Jin is obviously not a child. He directly retracted his hand, not being touched, and indifferently held the tea and took a sip.

Princess Ling had no choice but to get up and secretly summon her subordinates under the pretense of adding vegetables, "You go find a few people to go to the mass grave together and bring back the woman we left before." ”

The subordinate nodded in response, then turned to leave.

"Hope to find it." Princess Ling sighed lowly, knowing that she didn't handle it properly that day, but she could only try to save it, if she didn't work again, she would have to use the things that the madman sent her.

Thinking of this, Princess Ling shook her head, went downstairs and added a few more dishes before going upstairs back to the wing.