How did Ji Wuyi know that this slave girl would be so bold and dare to beat his master in front of everyone?

Seeing the sarcastic eyes of others, Ji Wuyi was even more angry.

Chu Lingshu, you wait.

This king will definitely let you survive and not die!

Brush!

Chu Lingshu's fist fell suddenly!

It's about to hit King Qi!

But suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in the back of her neck, and then her eyes went black, and her petite body fell limply.

What the hell is ......

Which bastard......

Sneak up on her......

After Chu Lingshu asked this sentence in his mind, he completely lost consciousness.

At this time, a hand as white as jade bones lifted her from the ground, and then casually carried her on her shoulders like a rag doll.

“……”

Everyone present saw that just as Chu Lingshu's fist was about to fall, a snow-white figure suddenly appeared behind her, and a hand knife stunted her, and then carried it on her shoulder.

The young man's white clothes are as cold as snow, his black hair is like a waterfall, his long body is jade, ethereal like a fairy, his face is handsome, light and cold, like a dream, and his temperament has an indescribable cold atmosphere.

If Chu Lingshu was still awake, he would definitely recognize who this young man was!

Everyone was dumbfounded!

The prince with an extreme cleanliness habit actually carried a female slave?

But in the hearts of everyone, they worship the prince incomparably.

Even so, everyone still sighed in their hearts that the prince was so kind.

Obviously, King Qi and him are not on the right track, but he is still willing to sacrifice himself to help King Qi.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is really a savior!

How did they know that the prince carrying Chu Lingshu actually had nothing to do with Ji Wuyi.

When everyone saw the boy at first, they were stunned, as if they didn't expect him to appear here.

Then he lifted his shirt at the same time and knelt on the ground respectfully, which was completely different from his attitude when facing King Qi.

"Meet His Royal Highness the Prince."

"No courtesy." The prince's voice was as usual, faint, "Deal with King Qi and go to the imperial doctor." ”

The housekeeper of King Qi's Mansion didn't dare to breathe, and kowtowed respectfully, "Yes." ”

"Prince Helian, wait for you to come to the Prince's Mansion." Prince Jiyue's cold eyes turned to Helian Lin and said coldly.

Then the light-colored figure suddenly disappeared into thin air, as if it had never appeared.

After the crown prince left, most people breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally sent the evil star away.

Only Helian Lin wanted to cry without tears.

It should come or come, and the prince's cousin will definitely settle accounts for his personal vendetta after the autumn.

He's done this time, completely finished......

Li Moshi's eyes were full of pity, and he patted Helian Lin's shoulder, "Brother Helian, you are in big trouble here." ”

Helian Lin: "I don't need you to remind me again......"

He's already in a bad mood, okay?

……

In front of the prince's mansion, when Mu Aya was about to kneel down to worship the prince, he suddenly saw a ...... carried by the prince on his shoulders Person?

Or a woman?

Mu Aya's jaw fell to the ground on the spot!

He was stunned, but he didn't say anything.

But when he saw the girl's face, he was suddenly stunned.

Ji Ruoli seemed to have discovered Mu Aya's abnormality, and turned to look at him, "Do you know this woman?" ”

Mu Aya immediately lowered her head, looked at her nose and nose and cared, like a monk in the meditation, "Back to Your Highness, my subordinates don't know." ”

Hearing this answer, Ji Ruoli turned around and left.

But he didn't know that when he left, Mu Aya's brows were tightly locked.

The woman's looks...... It's so similar to the witch back then! Could it be the reincarnation of that woman?

His Majesty has been through the mortal world and has no memories of the past.

But if it's really that woman, then Your Majesty can't be happy and crazy?

His Majesty searched for that woman for tens of thousands of years, but found nothing.

After losing his memory, he met the blind cat and killed the mouse, so he met it? This luck is too bad, isn't it?

Hey, fate, fate.

Mu Aya sighed in her heart.