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Seeing that Xinglian just smiled, but did not answer, Nangong Sheng's eyes turned cold, "I still hope that Princess Ling will tell me." ”

"Where am I and why should I tell you?" After a long while, Xing Lian took two steps forward, his eyebrows full of light picks, "Why don't you just ask me, did I kill your nephew?" ”

"You ——!"

"Lord Nangong, even if I and King Ling are not really married, I still have the title of princess on my head at this time, if you dare to be disrespectful to me, Beiling will not agree."

At a glance, it could be seen that these five big and three rough men were short-tempered, but Xinglian quietly suppressed his temper all the way.

Where was that night?

For the first time, Beiling can be said to have slept with her, could it be that after the fact was vetoed by her own side, could she still say that she slept with King Jing?

Tsk, borrow her a pigskin wrapped in it, and I don't have the face to say it.

The best way to not answer is to keep your mouth shut, Xinglian looked up at the sky, and put on a helpless look, "In this matter, you better go and discuss with King Jing and King Ling, and Xinglian will not accompany you." She didn't have time to think about such a brain-consuming thing.

As soon as he turned his steps, he shouted behind him, "Stop!" ”

Xinglian paused for a moment and turned around, "Lord Nangong still has something to do?" ”

Nangong Sheng was simply angry, and his official road has always been smooth, which of the officials in Pingling was not full of courtesy when he saw him, but this woman didn't take him seriously at all.

Not to mention that she has not been justified with King Jing at this time, even if she really becomes the concubine of King Jing, how dare she be so disrespectful to him?

"If it's okay, I'll leave first, I've been delayed for a while today, and my subordinates should look for me when I turn back." This is not a lie, on weekdays, she goes to the Star Refining Pavilion for about the same time, and occasionally when there is a delay, the three people in the Star Refining Pavilion will come over uneasily.

The reason for this is precisely because Sijing Yan was afraid that someone in the palace would embarrass her, so she ordered the three of them.

And things are really so coincidental, as soon as Xing Lian's words were finished, three people who were getting closer and closer had already appeared in her sight, the corners of her lips curled, she didn't say anything more, and turned around to go to the sedan chair.

Nangong Sheng had never suffered such a kind of wretchedness, seeing that the woman in front of him was really leaving, he didn't care about any overstepping or rudeness, and stopped her with his body, "I won't let you go today, you don't want to leave half a step." ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a sword clatter, and someone behind him swung his sword in his direction like a wind.

People who practice martial arts are naturally keen, not to mention that they are still the descendants of generals, Nangong Sheng's body shook, and he was able to dodge the sword stabbed in his back, and when he turned his head to look over, he saw a middle-aged woman with a sword pointed at him behind him.

The woman's appearance is not outstanding, but she is also beautiful, but in this life, she bursts with a strong murderous aura, and her eyebrows are undisguised with hostility, "If you dare to be disrespectful to the girl, forgive the villain for being unreasonable." ”

"Who are you?" How could Nangong Sheng have imagined that there would be someone in this palace who would dare to point a sword at him, but seeing that the person in front of him was extraordinary, he didn't look like an ordinary person at all.

Two more followed, and they crossed the woman and stood beside Xinglian, "Girl, are you okay?" ”

Xinglian hooked the corners of his lips and sat down along the curtain of the sedan chair raised by the eunuch who carried the sedan chair, "It's okay." After a pause, he said to the woman again: "Magu, I think Lord Nangong is only in a hurry to speak unreasonably, put away the sword." ”

"Yes." The person named Magu lowered his head in response, glanced at Nangong Sheng again, turned his head and led the way in front, leading the sedan chair to the Star Refining Pavilion.