Hearing this, Leng Qinghuan waved her hand, "Don't worry, she is now a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and it is difficult to protect herself, where is there time to deal with me, but ......"

It's Ji Yuntang.

He is extremely smart, pulling grass and looking at the wind, at that time, he was angry, he might be able to be blinded by her for a while, but after calming down, he will find the suspiciousness in it, plus Leng Qingya has always liked to pretend to be a pitiful corner, even if it is a stone, he can cry, let alone Ji Yuntang, who loves her.

Maybe at this moment, I'm looking for an opportunity to attack her.

Facts have once again proved that Leng Qinghuan is a crow's mouth, a good spirit but not a bad spirit.

Seeing that when she was about to return to the Guogong Mansion, in a small alley with no people, she was knocked unconscious, and before she lost consciousness, she only saw Jasmine's frightened face.

When I woke up again, I was already lying on a bed on the shelf of the Rosewood Moon Cave, with hollow carved Nine Dragon Play Beads, highlighting the dignity of the owner of the room.

In the current dynasty, anyone who can match with dragon patterns, except for the emperor, is the prince, and the only one who has entanglement with her is Ji Yuntang, and there is no third person.

He brought her here just to settle accounts with her!

Leng Qinghuan got up calmly, and found that behind the crystal bead curtain, there was a man sitting in a black dragon dense cloud pattern dress.

He turned his back to her, motionless, but the pressure exuded from his body was impossible to ignore.

The closer Leng Qinghuan got closer, the more he could feel the chill on his body, it was already April, but the room seemed to be stuck in the middle of winter.

She knew that he wanted to strangle her now, but she still opened her mouth first, "What does the prince mean by bringing me here?" ”

"What do you mean?"

With a deep voice like gritting teeth, Ji Yuntang suddenly turned around and grabbed Leng Qinghuan's neck with his bare hands, and his handsome face was like a knife and axe, and there was a world-destroying anger.

"Dare to play tricks under the eyes of this king, Leng Qinghuan, I think you are tired of living!"

Leng Qinghuan was suffocated by the pinching, her face was flushed, but she didn't struggle, because this powerful man just wanted to give her a small warning, let her taste the fear of dying, so that she could surrender to him.

But what he didn't know was that the feeling of death was not strange to her, that is, he killed her.

The enemy is close at hand, but she can't kill him!

Leng Qinghuan was so angry that he rushed straight to his head with blood, and he didn't know where he got the strength, so he pushed Ji Yuntang aside.

"Ahem......" Leng Qinghuan covered his neck and breathed heavily.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Ji Yuntang's mouth, and he wiped Leng Qinghuan's hand with a handkerchief, and then threw it on the ground and trampled it fiercely, as if trampling on her self-esteem and life.

"Leng Qinghuan, this king sees that you have stiff wings, and dare to frame your eldest sister!"

"Why don't you dare?"

Leng Qinghuan met Ji Yuntang's compelling eyes without fear, her delicate face was cold and arrogant, no matter how strong Ji Yuntang's aura was, it couldn't have the slightest effect on her now.

She has experienced life and death, what else is she afraid of?

Ji Yuntang looked at Leng Qinghuan's firm and proud eyes fixedly, and doubts flashed in his heart about her earth-shaking changes.

What was it that made her a different person overnight?

In the past, she was arrogant and domineering in front of outsiders, but as long as she came to him, she would restrain everything and become delicate and shy.