The Ruiming Palace, the courtyard of ten entrances, and the ancient trees are towering. The verandah is tortuous, and the pavilions are stilted.

It can be described as picturesque everywhere, step by step. All show the noble status of this prince.

After nightfall, the clouds and fog are locked here, and the cold is pressing, like a cold palace Jedi, and few people dare to set foot in it.

Hundreds of red gauze lamps illuminate the deepest courtyard, which is a forbidden place that Ruiming Wang Zhuang Chen will never allow outsiders to set foot in, unless it ...... It is the dying man.

The cold red lips are charming and moving, and the willow-like waist is light and swaying, weak and boneless. The woman's eyes flirted and her voice was gentle: "Lord, can you let the slave family accompany you tonight?" ”

The mellow elixir was sent into the mouth along the red gold and red treasure bottle, and Zhuang Chenchen turned his backhand and spun the woman into his arms.

The woman was startled, and her face was discolored. But in just a moment, his face was full of charm: "Lord Wang, you are so bad, you are scared of the slave family." ”

"Really?" Zhuang Yanchen looked at her disapprehantly, and her thin lips were close to her ears.

"Uh-huh." The woman closed her eyes and smiled shyly: "Lord Wang, there are people here, why don't you enter the room?" ”

With a slight stinging pain in her neck, the woman suddenly opened her eyes, and before she could speak, bright red blood splashed everywhere, and plum blossoms bloomed on his white robe, which was very beautiful.

Zhuang Chenchen pinched her chin, and her eyes were full of sneers: "Enter the room? You don't deserve it! ”

"The prince spares his life...... the woman gasped heavily, holding the injured position with both hands, and the blood flowed like an infusion. Seeing her face turn white one by one.

And Zhuang Chenchen, who was around her, did not change his face, just quietly watched her pleading, struggling, and twitching, and finally couldn't move, so he let go of his hand. Seeing her slip from herself and fall to the ground, Zhuang Yanchen said disapprerovantly: "Carry it down and feed the tiger." ”

"No." The black-clothed guards moved when they heard the sound and quickly carried the body away.

The place was quiet again, with only a hint of blood.

"Master, the holy decree will be sent to the house early tomorrow morning." The entourage Yin Li's face sank, and he said, "If the master doesn't like it, his subordinates will go to end this matter." ”

"Whose girl?" Zhuang Chenchen's narrow eyes were slightly weak, and his cold jaw was raised.

"Cen Xiangyan has a daughter." Yin Li lowered his eyes and said, "The only daughter of the late Mrs. Chu." ”

"The Cen family?" Zhuang Chen's slender fingers were like bamboo branches, and they knocked on the glass platform.

"Master, Cen Xiang has always not taken you seriously, but now he is so flattering, I am afraid of bad intentions." Yin Li was afraid that this matter would be unfavorable to his master, and his palms were already slightly hot. "It's better to ......"

Zhuang Chenchen glanced at him evilly: "Don't worry." ”

Yin Li Shao had to add: "It is said that the wedding date is scheduled for the second day of the second month of February, which is less than a month. ”

"Yes." Zhuang Chenchen asked suspiciously: "Is it the meaning of the Queen Mother?" ”

"Yes." Yin Li nodded: "The queen mother has been interfering in the marriage of her master, this time Cen Xiang took the initiative to ask for his daughter-in-law, naturally the sooner the better." The subordinates just didn't understand what reason drove Cen Xiang to let his daughter jump into the fire pit! ”

Zhuang Chenchen frowned and glanced at him. "Mouthy."

Yin Li smiled embarrassedly: "The master forgives the sin, the subordinate means that you always have to marry one, no matter who she is." In the future, there will be one more princess in this house, or a god card, but it is just a matter of your master's words. ”

"Hire tomorrow." The corners of Zhuang Chenchen's lips were cold: "You go in person." ”

Yin Li responded neatly: "My subordinates understand." ”