The three words 'little princess' were like sharp knives straight into the heart of the woman in white, making her face pale and her soul refreshed.

Bei Yan bit his lower lip tightly, his nails pinched into his palm, and a strong hatred arose, 'Xiao Ling! ’

Why... She asked again and again in her heart, God wants to treat herself so cruelly? She Song Yudie is a dignified and noble princess of Xiling, where is she worse than the Xiao Ling who was killed halfway!

The woman's identity and origin are unknown, and there is no information in the four countries, but Bai Xiaosheng told her that she is the righteous daughter of the Qingyang Venerable? A person who appeared in the Qiyun Continent out of thin air has such a special identity, which has to be suspicious.

What's more, where is she located after being missing for a year? Who rescued him, and why did he come back unscathed?

He also turned into a medium master with Silkworm Feather Aya!

Who is she?

The more she thought about it, the more panicked and scared Song Yudie became, afraid that her light would be taken away by her, that the man she had loved for a long time would be snatched away by her, and that one day her special identity that crushed her would be exposed to Qiyun Continent, and then her only place would be ······

The pain in her palm made her wake up immediately, and luck suppressed the anger and unwillingness in her heart, and then glanced at everyone in the audience with spring-like eyes, her expression was elegant and indifferent, "Oh~ But the little woman has never heard of His Royal Highness King Chen's marriage, so where did Princess Chen come from?" ”

Hum! As long as they don't get married, then she still has a chance, and if she can't get it, that woman can't even think of it!

Getting rid of stumbling blocks as soon as possible is the way to go.

From the moment he met him, he worked hard all the time, and he didn't fall behind in the civil and military affairs, just to keep up with his footsteps, even if it was his most hated ink painting, he also went to learn because of his love, and even a year ago he seriously injured himself, and she secretly agreed.

silently told herself every day that as long as he could, she would be able to handle it.

However, he came thousands of miles to the Eastern Jin Dynasty to look for a more suitable opportunity to meet him, but in the end, he got such a piercing sentence!

"Away from the world, there is no time to delay." The ghost's deep voice came again.

Jun Yichen looked at Murong Jin with a happy expression, and lightly hooked his lips: "Only stupid people will pay attention to those worldliness, Prince Murong, what do you think?" ”

Murong Jin glanced out the window, "This palace has never known what the world is. ”

Jun Yichen glanced at the open window intentionally or unintentionally, "Sure enough, he is the same as the Dugu Sect Master." Before he could finish speaking, a red figure quickly flashed in from the window, and when he looked again, he was already sitting at the table and pouring wine.

"Real wine is hard to find." Dugucheng raised his head and drank it all.

Murong Jin's eyes were pale, "Han Qianzi brews, the price of a thousand gold starts, one jar is limited, and it is inevitable that it will be difficult to find." Glancing at Jun Yichen, the corners of his mouth curled, "But, for King Chen, it doesn't seem to be a difficult thing." ”

Jun Yichen walked to the piano stand and touched the strings, "With the handle in your hand, you can drink without worry." ”

"King Chen, there are too many enemies, I'm afraid it's not a good thing." Murong Jin glanced at him and slowly poured himself a glass of wine.

After drinking three cups in a row, Dugucheng took the initiative to open Chrysostom, "To be able to become an enemy of ten thousand people, you also need the ability!" ”

Jun Yichen showed a meaningful smile at the two of them, "When it comes to making enemies, how can you two be willing to be behind this king?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the three amazing people in the room looked at each other with a smile in their eyes for the first time.

On the stage, Song Yudie's smile was almost impossible to maintain, this His Royal Highness King Chen's personality was better than before, she raised her hand upstairs, and a blank picture scroll slowly fell down, "Your Royal Highness King Chen, the little woman has admired you for a long time, and it is also fate to meet here today." ”

When the scroll was about to fall above her head, she sprinkled a glass of wine that she had just poured into the air, and then waved her luck in the direction of the painting with one hand, and the surface of the scroll was immediately filled with the aroma of wine, and drips of wine penetrated into the painting.

In an instant, the empty scroll began to reveal the subtle lines outlined in ink and the looming mountains.

The painting scroll changed direction and moved towards the room where Jun Yichen was, Song Yudie's eyes were full of pride, "This picturesque painting is created by the deceased painting fairy 'Zuo Qiu Nan', which can be called a priceless treasure. ”

Jun Yichen glanced at the half-flying picture scroll, hooked a string with one hand and flicked it backhand, and a stream flew out with cold energy, "Tear!" The scroll split in two in an instant.

"Then did anyone tell you that this king likes to paint, but he never hesitates to paint."