"Mo Dong, you bought that woman's body in the first place, so when the time comes, it will be up to you to return it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

After saying to the north, when Mo Dong was still in the fugue, he smeared oil on the soles of his feet.

When Mo Dong reacted, where was his figure. immediately scolded secretly: "This kind of laborious and unpopular thing is always thrown to me, it is really unconscionable and unrighteous one by one......"

The imperial capital of the Water Country, a small courtyard somewhere in the city.

There were many black-clothed guards guarding the courtyard in the open and in the dark, Ling Xuan stood in the courtyard with his sword in both hands, and Ling Feng kept wandering beside him, the expression on his face was extremely solemn.

After walking a few laps, Ling Feng suddenly stopped, frowned at Ling Xuan, and said, "You said that Ling Yi and Ling Er went to find out the news, and they didn't come back for so long, they were really anxious!" ”

Ling Xuan's eyes flashed slightly, and he looked at Ling Feng silently, but his gloomy gaze clearly showed the panic and uneasiness in his heart at this moment.

At this moment, Ling Yi and Ling Er flew in from outside the wall and landed in front of them, their faces were gloomy and even intensely sad.

Ling Feng hurriedly asked them, "How is it, have you found out?" Who in the royal family of the Water Country died? ”

Ling Yi and Ling Er stood there pursing their lips and were silent, their heads lowered, unable to see the expression on their faces.

"Say it quickly! What the hell is going on? ”

Ling Feng asked eagerly, but seeing them like this, the uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Ling Xuan looked at them and said in a deep voice, "No matter what happens, you two always have to say it. Your Majesty, he... Still waiting in the house. ”

Ling Yi glanced up at Ling Er, frowned, opened his mouth, and finally said in a deep voice, "Yes... It is the princess of the water country. ”

Hearing this, Ling Feng and Ling Xuan both froze in place.

The princess of the water country, isn't that their queen mother?

"At first, Ling Er and I didn't believe it, so we went to the Prince's Mansion to check it out in person. The gate of the Prince's Mansion is closed, but a mourning hall has been set up in the palace......"

Inside the room, Murong Lingche was sitting cross-legged on the bed and meditating, when he heard the sound, he suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes tightened, and he flashed and disappeared in an instant.

Prince's Mansion, the inner hall of Fengluan Palace.

On the mahogany incense couch, the woman dressed up lay peacefully on it, her stunning face was still the same, as if she was asleep.

The candlelight flickered, reflecting on the face of the woman on the bed, which was even more dreamlike.

Xiangming and a few little maids stayed inside, not daring to slack off at all.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind hit, blowing the candlelight in the house flickering on and off, making the few little maids who were swept by the trap instantly wake up.

Xiang Ming thought that there were windows that were not closed, so she went to the windows and checked them, but found that all the windows were tightly closed. So where is the wind blowing in?

Seeing this, all the little maids widened their eyes, their faces flashed with horror, and then they all turned their eyes to the crown princess on the bed.

The cold wind became stronger and stronger, making them feel the wind gusting in an instant, but before they could check the reason, their bodies were completely immobile.

All of them were clicked on in an instant, and the man's shot was lightning fast, almost at the same time, and they were all frozen at the same time.

Then, a black figure appeared in the room.

Murong Lingche saw the woman on the bed for the first time, her body stiffened, and her mind became blank in an instant, as if she didn't know anything.

The face on the bed is exactly the same as the one I saw in Huang'en Temple ten days ago. But now, she was lying quietly in bed, unable to get up again.

Murong Lingche's heart suddenly hurt so much that he was about to suffocate. He never imagined that this would be the case when they met again.

I wanted to walk in front of her, but I found that my steps were unusually heavy, like a stone tied to a thousand gold, and I couldn't lift it, and I didn't want to lift it. It seemed that he was standing here and could not pass, and everything he saw in front of him was a dream.

However, he was awake to know that this was not a dream, but a reality.

Finally, he moved to the bed, leaned down and looked at her quietly, with a painful look in his eyes that he had never seen before.

Slowly raised his hand, wanting to touch her face, but found that his hand was trembling violently, and he had already stopped listening.

"Yu'er, why are you so cruel, why do you leave me alone?"

Murong Lingche whispered in her ear, and a tear fell on her face. The next moment, she spat out a mouthful of blood and knelt on one knee, one hand propped up in front of the bed, but the other hand was tightly clasped on her hand.

In the outer hall, Shui Mo Xuan, who was sitting with his eyes closed and resting, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flashed, and he hurriedly got up and walked towards the inner hall.

The door was slammed open, and what Shui Moxuan saw was the woman Murong Lingche picked up from the bed, and she was quickly moving towards the window. immediately chased after it, but it was still a step too late.

The window was ajar, and Murong Lingche was holding the woman's body, but it had already disappeared into the night.

Shui Mo Xuan frowned tightly, and hurriedly flew after him.

The night is getting farther away, the dawn is quietly coming, Murong Lingche is quickly shuttling through the streets and alleys of the imperial capital city with the woman in his arms, and Ink Xuan is chasing after him.

Because Murong Lingche's body had not been well recuperated, just now because of a moment of grief, he vomited blood in a hurry, and gradually felt powerless, and the figure of Shui Moxuan behind him was getting closer and closer.

Finally, in a deserted alley, Shui Moxuan caught up with them and stopped in front of them.

"Murong Lingche, give her to me quickly! She's not! ”

Shui Mo Xuan glanced up at the sky, it was about to dawn, and he hurriedly shouted at Murong Ling Che.

Murong Lingche looked at Shui Mo Xuan coldly, although he looked pale and weak at this moment, the cold and deterrent momentum on his body was still there.

"I won't give her to you! Shui Mo Xuan, whether she lives or dies, she is just my Murong Lingche's woman, and you are not qualified to take her away! ”

Shui Mo Xuan looked around frantically, and then shouted at Murong Lingche speechlessly: "Murong Lingche, let me say it again, she is not Mu Zhiyu!" The real Mu Zhiyu had already left last night! ”

Murong Lingche's eyes flashed slightly when he heard this, but he refused to believe it. The momentum spreading out of his body became more and more cold, and he said coldly: "Shui Mo Xuan, don't think that if you say so, I will hand her over to you." From now on, I will never let her leave me again. You... Let's just die of this heart! ”

Murong Lingche's thin lips opened lightly, and the last sentence was said word by word, the cold language, the domineering and cold attitude, made Shui Moxuan even more speechless.

Seeing that the sun was about to rise, Shui Mo Xuan was even more anxious. As soon as the morning dawns, many people will go to the prince's mansion to mourn, and when the time comes, if it is known that the crown princess's body is gone, it will cause more trouble. (To be continued.) )