There was a noisy sound outside the house, Xiuqing listened carefully for a while, frowned, and muttered: "How can it be these ......?"

Xiuqing forcibly stopped her words and looked at Shu Xiaoen, "Second Miss Gong, you have a good rest here, I'll go out and coax people away." ”

Shu Xiaoen bowed his head, smiled lightly, and responded gently: "Okay." ”

After the door was closed, Shu Xiaoen sat up, closed her eyes and listened carefully to the conversation outside, her senses were many times sharper than they were again, even if she didn't go to the door, she could hear the voices of those people in a low voice.

It's just that the noisy people outside don't care at all, and their voices are unusually loud.

"Yo, Mother Xiuqing, why are you here? Is the girl in there better? Look at the two maids guarding here, there are no rules at all! The second princess came to our mansion specially and wanted to go in to take a look at the girl, but she refused without giving a word. ”

Xiuqing shouted "Second Princess", and soothed the two with kind words before persuading the two to leave.

Not a word of their conversation echoed in Shu Xiaoen's head.

It turned out that one of the people who came was Zhao Yu'er, the favorite concubine of the three princes in the past, and the other was Qianyue, the youngest princess of the royal family......

Listening to their conversation, there were at least a dozen concubines in the Three Princes' Mansion. It's just that I don't know who the third princess will be?

Shu Xiaoen raised his hand to shield the scorching sun, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the intricate lines on his palms vaguely symbolized the variables of fate.

"Second girl. ”

On the afternoon of the second day in the house, a familiar voice came to my ears.

Shu Xiaoen's body did not recover, he leaned lazily on the coffee table, his eyes stared indifferently at the small blue sky outside the window, his delicate face became more and more unagile, quiet like a sculpture.

After a few seconds, Shu Xiaoen turned his head, and the smile on the corner of his lips became lighter and lighter, "It seems that the Three Princes' Mansion is very lively today." She faintly heard the little maids talking outside.

It turned out that in five days, it was the big day for the third prince Qianmo to marry Sang Ying of the Oriental Heavenly City.

No wonder, she was not allowed to wander around in the Three Princes' Mansion.

Xiuqing looked at her cold face, her good-looking lips looked pale because of the lack of blood, and her delicate face added a bit of delicate beauty, as if she had come back from the dead this time, and Miss Gonger had become less talkative.

Xiuqing lowered her eyes, "Miss Gonger, it's time to eat." ”

Shu Xiaoen said: "I'm not hungry, just put it there, and I'll eat it when I'm hungry later." ”

When Xiuqing walked out, Shu Xiaoen lay down on the bed tiredly, her eyes staring at the air in front of her in a daze, she couldn't figure out her mind.

Ever since I learned that Qianmo was going to marry Sang Ying, I was bored for no reason, and I always remembered Qianmo's bewitching and handsome face, and remembered the bits and pieces that happened with him for no reason.

Shu Xiaoen hugged the pillow sideways and muttered, "Do you want to survive three years so obediently?" It's a long time......

Shu Xiaoen turned his head again in annoyance, and suddenly saw Qianmo standing by the bed out of the corner of his eye.

His expression froze.

When did it appear? How could she not hear it?

Shu Xiaoen blinked, and saw him sitting on the edge of the bed, taking off his robe with one hand, staring at her eyes with dark eyes, the ambiguous atmosphere made Shu Xiaoen stunned and stunned, what is this for?

Qianmo took off his upper robe and bare his powerful arms. Seeing her shocked to the point of shock, she couldn't help but raise her hand and pinch her chin, "What do you want?" The voice was low and hoarse, with a demagogic taste.

Shu Xiaoen: "......"

There was still a jaw pinched in front of him, and his brain stopped spinning.

By the time he reacted, his lips had been kissed by him like a dragonfly, and he left her later, and his hand was strong.

"What about the curse of the Black Tower, my antidote girl, hold out your hand. Qianmo teased.

Shu Xiaoen raised his hand and stretched out his hand to him.

Feeling his fingers covered with a weak light, he swiped lightly at the scar on her palm, fresh blood gushed out, and he was grabbed and pressed to the black tower pattern on his body, an invisible force continued to suck blood from the wound in her palm.

"Are you going to marry the Priestess Sang Ying, when is it scheduled?" Shu Xiaoen avoided his eyes and said lightly.

Qianmo: "Canceled." ”

Shu Xiaoen was stunned and looked at him in a daze. Seeing a wicked smile on the corner of his lips, his eyes were staring at her, and his heart was pounding.

Cancelled?!

Sensing the strange power of the Black Tower pattern to suck blood, it faded.

Shu Xiaoen wanted to withdraw his hand, but was held tightly. Pulled into her arms by a large hand, "Don't you want to listen to this thing carefully?" a low voice sounded in her ears.

With an irresistible force of command.

The hand that trapped her, hugged her tightly, leaned on her head at the socket of her neck, shrunk, and the trimmed stubble pierced into her skin, crispy and itchy, Shu Xiaoen closed her eyes and let him hold her.

"Why? Isn't it appropriate?"

"Sleep with me. Qianmo lay on the bed with her arms around her, pillowing her neck socket, and said lazily, "The prince has a fancy for the Sang Ying Goddess......

After a long time, I didn't hear the following.

Shu Xiaoen waited for a while, lowered her eyes, and saw that the person leaning on her neck socket had already fallen asleep, her slender and thick eyelashes covered her lower eyelids, and her eyes were blue and black, and she didn't know how long she hadn't slept in time.

The powerful hand held her on the pillow as if she were pillowing, and she fell asleep, and the weight weighed down her so much that she couldn't move. Shu Xiaoen had no choice but to pull the quilt over him, and he opened his eyes to see his thin and handsome face.

After watching it for a long time, I was also infected by his steady breathing, and I felt sleepy, and I fell asleep with my eyes closed unconsciously.

It's rare to have no dreams.

When Shu Xiaoen woke up again, the room was already dark, and the person who hugged her always hugged her tightly as a pillow, sleeping and breathing steadily, and she didn't know when she actually took the initiative to shrink into his arms.

Shu Xiaoen lowered his eyes and landed on his chest muscles, there should have been a black tower pattern in that place, but now it is bloodthirsty, and only a faint trace is left when it disappears.

I don't know what she is with Qianmo now?

When the three-year period is up, what is it then?

If the heart is filled with a thousand inks, then what is Bai Lixiu?

What kind of face will there be at that time, and go to Wuye Island to find Bai Lixiu with a thick face?

Shu Xiaoen blinked, her eyes were red, and tears flowed out uncontrollably.

"How?"

I don't know when, Qianmo has opened her eyes, looking at her with dark eyes, rare gentleness.

The voice that had just woken up was hoarse and low.

Feeling the hand on his waist tighten, he took her closer to his arms, as if she were his possession.

Shu Xiaoen had a kind of compromise that resigned himself to his fate. Then never go to the island of no job again, and wander in this other world from now on.

It's just that the last string in her heart is tight, reminding her all the time that this person is the third prince of the Supo Continent, and no matter whether he succeeds or fails in the future struggle for power, he is destined to have a group of wives and concubines......