Chapter 11: Assassin 2

Leng Xianning gritted her teeth and looked at him, she was called a hate in her heart, this damn and vicious man, how could he bear it with a thousand cuts, he should have another five-horse corpse. The cold fiber condensation is very unkind to the belly. It's just that her intentions have been seen through, and she is not angry. She didn't want to bring in the guards now, but to go down with him and see what he wanted to do.

Receiving the man's terrifying eyes, Leng Xianning still sat on the ground, climbed back in a panic, and said hesitantly, "Princess, princess at this time, she should be alive in Longze Hall by Jingyuan Lake, or ······"

Before he finished speaking, his neck was choked again, and Leng Xianning felt that he was about to go crazy, wouldn't this man talk well? pinching people's necks at every turn. It was so difficult to breathe, his eyes were full of tears, and he began to struggle instinctively.

The man half-squatted in front of her, one leg pressed her moving legs hard, his face approached, looking at her increasingly painful look, looking at her face flushed by suffocation, a trace of strangeness crossed his heart, but his face was still cold, "Dog minion, you should be the book, am I an idiot?" Longze Hall is the place where the emperor pampered his concubines, how could the princess appear there? ”

Leng Xian Ning had a feeling that he was about to die, he had never felt that death was so close to him, except for that betrayal. Her fingers clenched gradually, if she made a move now, she would definitely attract a large number of guards, and she couldn't expose herself. A tear slipped from the corner of his eye, flowing through his neck, the man felt the slight wetness, stunned for a moment, his hand relaxed slightly, Leng Xian Ning got a chance to breathe, seemed to see the hope of life, and pointed to his mouth.

The man raised an eyebrow, slowly let go of his hand, and his slender body stood in front of her. It's just that his heart has fluctuated in every way, why, why can't he do anything to her, he has never been a kind person, why would he show mercy to a strange little eunuch repeatedly.

"If you dare to play tricks again, today is your death date." The man said coldly, ignoring the doubts in his heart, just thinking that he had a kind heart for a while, although this kindness had never been made, and it was extremely rare.

Leng Xian Ning finally got oxygen, breathed desperately, covered his mouth and didn't dare to cough loudly, afraid of being choked again, a dark yellow face, turned crimson.

It's just that at an angle that the man can't see, the corners of her lips are slightly hooked.

From the very beginning, she found that this man had a kind of compassion for herself, and although she didn't know why, it didn't prevent her from making good use of his compassion.

"Hero, do you know, our princess's favorite thing to see is the living color spring fragrance picture, in this place where there is only one man, where else can you go except to Longze Palace?"

When the man heard her words, there was a slight difference on Furui Bubo's face, and his body couldn't help but tremble. I really didn't expect that the princess of the dignified Xifeng Kingdom would have such a habit. He now has to doubt the words of the national teacher, will she really be his destined concubine?

"What is the princess's character?"

Leng Xian's thick black eyebrows couldn't help frowning together, and he was even more puzzled about his purpose, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, no matter what his purpose was, since he wanted to know, why didn't he tell him, he couldn't help but say cautiously: "The princess has an ugly face, a big mouth, a brutal personality, and a cold person, and often makes us subordinates angry, and she is obviously ugly, but she likes to hear people praise her for her beauty." ”

Leng Xianning said as if she was doing something, with a chill in her heart, this was the first time she had heard someone slander herself like this.

The man was a little speechless, and began to doubt the authenticity of the words of the frightened little eunuch in front of him, but it didn't look like she was lying. Could it be that his future princess is such a person? Can that so-called princess really help herself unify the countries? He now had to question if the old national teacher who was fast-moving into the coffin was playing tricks on him?