Chapter 82 It is impossible to write off this king
"The prince is safe and sound, and it's time for me to leave."
Since people have woken up, there is no need for Yunnan Yue to stay in the Night King's Mansion.
But a certain woman who was about to turn around and leave frowned, and her phoenix eyes were full of impatience.
Lowering her head, she looked at the strength of the force, and the hand that grabbed the hem of her skirt did not let go in any way.
"Lord, I'm going back, I'm bothering you to let go."
"Your injuries are caused by you, and you must take care of your king until he recovers."
"The tired prince let go first, and men and women can't kiss."
Yejun grabbed the hem of his skirt and dragged it down, letting Yunnan Yue say nothing and not letting go.
Obviously, he has just been shot with two arrows, not to mention that he should be greatly injured once he walks away from the ghost gate, how can this thing still have such great strength.
Yunnan Yue also grabbed the skirt and lifted it up, going back and forth, only to hear a tearing sound, and the good skirt was torn with a big hole.
"This King ......"
"The prince saved me, I saved the prince, and we are even."
Under the veil, Yunnan Yue's face was cold, her eyes met the deep eyes of the night monarch, and her voice was even colder.
"No matter what grievances and grievances there are between you and me in the past and now, I don't want to trouble the prince, and the prince doesn't bother me, we will never see each other again."
The voice fell, and Yunnan Yue turned around again, this time, no one stopped him, and no one could stop him.
Looking at the figure that gradually disappeared from sight, the Yejun who was lying on the bed raised his eyebrows, not only was he angry by Yunnan Yue's indifferent refusal, but on the contrary, a deep arc was outlined at the corner of his lips and extended to the bottom of his eyes.
She, admitted.
"Yunnan Yue, five years ago, you took the body of this king, and five years later you returned to Kyoto with this king's species, do you want to write off the strange road from now on."
Word by word, a deep, magnetic voice filled the depths of the night with a smile......
"It's impossible."
Knowing that the prince woke up, He Dong hurriedly ran to the room, ready to tell the ins and outs of the assassination, but before he stepped into the room, he collided with the old doctor who came out of the room.
"Great, sir."
"What are you panicking about, what about Yunnan Yue?"
He Dong pulled his neck and glanced at the room, there was no shadow of Yunnan Yue, this woman sneaked away?
"Back to my lord, the girl is going to leave after the prince wakes up, and the prince doesn't let the girl go, and the girl wants to go, and then the prince tears the girl's skirt, and the girl leaves angrily."
The old doctor said like a tongue twister, but He Dong understood the general content.
"He Dong."
The voice of the Night Monarch came from the room, and He Dong ran into the room and knelt down on one knee to wait for the order.
"Humble duty."
"This king is sick, let her bring food to the house tomorrow."
With his eyes closed, there was a hint of anticipation faintly in Yejun's deep voice, and he didn't know if he was looking forward to seeing Yunnan Yue tomorrow and eating delicious food, or what.
"Lord Wang, assassinate the little widow...... The black-clothed man in Yunnan Yue has been identified as Black Feather Guard. ”
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At this time, in front of the gate of the Night King's Mansion.
A carriage seemed to have stopped there for some time, and it wasn't until he saw Yunnan Yue walking out of the door, and Lu Zeqian, who was standing in front of the carriage, breathed a sigh of relief.
"Minamitsuki ......"
Just as he was about to say something, Lu Zeqian keenly saw Yunnan Yue's torn skirt.
"It's cold at night, let's go home."
Taking off his clothes and draping them on Yunnan Yue's body, Lu Zeqian helped Yunnan Yue into the carriage, and when he left, his eyes looked in the direction of the Night King's Mansion, and his always warm gaze became extremely cold.