The next day, a ray of sunlight in the early morning shone directly into the room, and the red figure lying on the table suddenly opened his eyes, and then stood up and changed into a lilac dress, which showed off the woman's perfect and slender curves.

Walked neatly to the dresser, and after a while, a simple and atmospheric hairstyle appeared on the woman's head, with a little light makeup, and a delicate and beautiful face was reflected on the bronze mirror.

By the time the magpie came in, Mu Zhiyu had already dressed up and was about to go to Murong Lingche.

The magpie couldn't help but be stunned when she saw Mu Zhiyu, it wasn't that she didn't know that her young lady was beautiful, but she felt refreshed in her body today.

In fact, even after leaving that cage, people have become comfortable, although Ling Wangfu is unfamiliar, although they can't help but be afraid when they think of that devil prince, but no one here deliberately makes things difficult for them.

"Miss, you're really beautiful today."

Mu Zhiyu smiled faintly at the corner of her mouth, "Did you smear honey on your mouth today?" ”

"Miss, the magpie is sincere." The magpie looked at the room and saw that there was no figure of the cold-blooded prince, and couldn't help relaxing, "Miss, where is the prince?" ”

"I came and went last night. I was just going to go to him, by the way, something. ”

It is rumored that the prince is not close to women, it seems to be true, such a big beauty as his own lady is not tempted in front of him, does he really have a habit of breaking his sleeves?

Mu Zhiyu knocked on the magpie's head, "What do you think about being so distracted." Then he smiled and walked out the door.

At this time, the housekeeper came, and when he saw Mu Zhiyu's figure, he walked over respectfully, but he didn't forget the cold atmosphere on the princess who was similar to the princess yesterday, and the prince specially instructed him to treat the princess well, "Princess, please go to the front hall to eat." ”

"Where's the prince?" A faint voice came out, without any ups and downs.

"Back to the princess, the prince went out early in the morning."

"The food will be brought to my room by the magpie in a moment. After the prince returned home, he also asked him to say that I had something to look for him. He said this lightly, nodded to the butler and turned back to the room.

In the private room on the second floor of the Drunken Immortal Building, the handsome and upright body sat quietly in the corner, his hand raised his glass to his mouth from time to time, and the cold breath came out, and his brows were deeply furrowed, obviously because the person opposite was impatient after talking for a long time.

I saw a man dressed in white sitting opposite, his sword eyebrows went deep into his temples, a pair of slender peach blossom eyes were shining, his handsome and chic face was dancing with his eyebrows, and his mouth was closed one by one, and he had been talking from early morning to now.

"I said Che, I haven't seen you reply after talking about this for a long time, but you should give a reaction." He raised his wine glass and moistened his throat, completely ignoring the other party's disgusted expression, and continued, "I just came back from the barracks today, and as soon as I heard about your wedding, I hurried back from the border, but I didn't know that it was still a day late. I just returned to the city, and I didn't even go home, so I thought about visiting your house, hehe, in fact, the main purpose is to see my sister-in-law. Our majestic King Ling, the legendary cold-blooded prince who is not close to women, is now married, which is really a big surprise. ”

The man in white said with a hippie smile, ignoring the cold air that kept coming from the opposite side, "Who knows if you actually pulled me to the restaurant, is it that my sister-in-law is as beautiful as a fairy, and I am afraid that I will abduct you." ”

Murong Lingche finally couldn't help it, the cold air emitted from his whole body seemed to freeze the whole room, and the cold voice came straight into the ears of the man opposite, "If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a dumb person." "For his only friend, Xiao Luoyu, the eldest son of the general, has always been helpless, he has always been this temper, where there is excitement, he will go wherever he wants, even if he touches a nail, he has to make fun of himself.

"Actually, Che, to be honest, I don't agree with this family affair either, and the rumored woman is not worthy of you at all. But you know the purpose of the Queen Mother and the Emperor, why do you still agree? How long do you want to endure? Xiao Luoyu changed the impropriety just now, and it was rare to be strict.

Murong Lingche squeezed the wine glass tightly with one hand, and there was a cold breath in his eyes as deep as the sea, "This time, they really gave me a surprise. ”

Xiao Luoyu looked at him suspiciously, not understanding what the surprise he was talking about, and was about to ask, but was interrupted by someone who came.

I saw Ling Yi, who was dressed in black, respectfully walked to Murong Ling Che's side, "Lord, someone came from the palace just now, saying that the Queen Mother wanted to see the princess and took the princess into the palace." ”

Murong Lingche's brows furrowed, and his face changed suddenly, "How long have you been gone?" ”

"I just left before I came down."

Murong Ling suddenly put down the wine glass in his hand, stood up quickly, and walked out like a fly.

"Che, where are you going in such a hurry?" Xiao Luoyu was suddenly the only one left in the private room, his eyes were half-narrowed, and the corners of his mouth hooked up the arc of the evil spirit, "So nervous, it seems that there is a play." Leaning back, his feet casually raised and rested on the table, and then there was a loud laugh in the private room, "Could it be that the thousand-year-old ice has also begun to melt?" ”

The tall and majestic palace is magnificent, Mu Zhiyu walked in the high red wall and green tile, and couldn't help but feel blocked in his heart, the most ruthless emperor's family, entering the high wall of this deep palace, it was like entering a cage, but he was inevitably involved. And this place, I'm afraid I don't know how many bones have piled up...

Under the leadership of the palace maid, after a while, they arrived at the queen mother's bedroom.

I saw a graceful and luxurious woman sitting on the first one, with a little majesty between her eyebrows, Mu Zhiyu knew her identity in her heart, she should be the queen mother of the dynasty, and the mother of the current emperor and King Ling, "The concubine sees the queen mother." According to the court drama he had watched before, he bowed slightly and saluted.

"You are Princess Ling?" The Queen Mother looked at this bold woman with an inquiring gaze, didn't the legend say that she was as timid as a mouse, how could she feel that there was a deterrent force in her body when she saw her today, and even when she came in, she looked straight at herself, her face was calm, without a little panic and timidity.

"After returning to her mother, she is indeed a concubine." The answer is dignified and decent, without losing the atmosphere.

"Since you know that your identity is Princess Ling, why did you, as a bride, openly show your face yesterday and ride into the city? Where do you place the majesty of the royal family? The words suddenly became sharp, and it was not difficult to hear the anger in them.

Oh, is it really the Xingshi who asks for sin? Without the slightest fear, her whole body exuded a cold aura, and she looked straight at the woman who was high up, "The concubine felt that her actions did not damage the royal majesty, but on the contrary, it strengthened the prestige of the Ziling Kingdom. As the wife of Murong Lingche, the Purple Feather God of War, the concubine married into the Ling Palace, in a domineering way, just to let the world know that Princess Ling is capable of standing shoulder to shoulder with her husband. As the wife of the 'ghost-faced Shura', how can she not have a little Rakshasa courage. ”