Chapter 3

An Hibiscus suddenly Phoenix eyes a Lin, beautiful eyes dark a deep bottomless, with bursts of killing gas, people have a kind of suffocating force. Forced feeling.

An Mu Jin's sudden resistance, an Mo a Zheng thought this waste wood is growing.

"Tie me up!"

An MO didn't pay attention to an Mu Jin. After all, no matter what she did, an Mu Jin was just a scrap. What if she roared loudly?

Seeing the servants coming forward with ropes, an Mu Jin's mouth was full of laughter, and her voice was low but dignified.

"You think clearly, miss three is going to feed me to the beast. Now she is the only one in the house. Even if I die, I don't know. But when the Marquis comes back, what should I do? Even if they don't care about my life or death, don't forget that the Empress Dowager personally orders me to marry the sixth prince. If I have any problems, the Empress Dowager will blame me. You can't get rid of them. "

An mujin's words are very reasonable. Even if the people in the house of marquis an don't care about her, there is an old lady in the palace. Since the old lady is willing to marry her to the sixth prince, there must be something hidden in it. It's OK to frighten the servants with this relationship.

An MO listened to her this words, the facial expression suddenly changes, an Mu Jin is obviously which pot does not open to mention which pot. What an MO hates most is the engagement between an Mu Jin and the sixth prince. If it wasn't for this engagement, she would have become the sixth Princess long ago. How could she wait until now to have trouble with an Mu Jin.

If it wasn't for this engagement, an MO would not have gone to great lengths to find Wang pangzi to get rid of an mujin. With such a great effort, an mujin came back safe and sound.

The more she thinks about it, the more angry she is. She stares at an hibiscus. Her eyes seem to be bursting with fire. She wants to tear her to pieces.

"Tie me up and drag me to the dungeon!"

An Mo gnashes her teeth, but the servants are still in place.

Seeing such a scene, an Mo was even more angry, and he deliberately raised his tone a few points: "how? You can't rebel! Tie me up

Looking at an Mo's roar, the servants are in a dilemma. After all, they can't listen to the master's words, but the old lady in the palace can't afford to offend them.

"Miss three, after all, the eldest one is the first daughter, or the sixth princess in the future. If there is any mistake, the slaves can't afford it."

The servants are also in a dilemma. Facing the young master in front of them, they can only consider the big master behind an hibiscus.

"Good! You all have the guts to disobey my orders! See how my father will deal with you when he comes back! "

An MO stretched out her slender jade finger and pointed to the servants around her. She gritted her teeth and ate every word. If she could, she would like to take them all out to feed the dog.

"Good third sister, I'm really sleepy. Please let me go to bed. Be good and obedient."

An Mu Jin's tone was obviously ironic. She was the daughter of marquis an. When was it her turn to insult her.

"Oh, how about the support of the imperial concubine? You should know that the heart of the sixth Prince is never on you. You are always an ugly ornament. Vases still have their use value. But you are just a scrap and useless! "

An Mo, who was also angry, suddenly showed a smile and wanted to humiliate her. She was tired of living.

An Mo is smiling, and so is an Mu Jin. Her smile is more beautiful than an Mo's, like flowers and clouds, like morning dew, which is refreshing. She looked at an Mo and walked to her with gentle steps. She leaned slightly and said, "the third sister is right. I am ugly, but no matter how ugly I am, I have to be worshipped in the main hall. I have to call the princess. And the other vases, no matter how beautiful, can only be placed in the side room, no one cares. "

An Mu Jin's perfect refusal made an Mo's face red with anger. She frowned, turned her head, looked at an Mu Jin and said in disgust: "cheap..."

An Mo a word just exit, the housekeeper that flurries to come from the door interrupts: "three young ladies, Chen Wang Fu's come to give gift."

Hear Chen Wang Fu three words, all one Leng.

An Mo is thinking about how Prince Chen's house suddenly came to give gifts. Prince Chen's house unexpectedly came to give gifts to his house!

An morben wanted to ask who he was giving gifts to. As a result, Chang Qing walked straight in from the gate.

"Your Highness told me that your lady was frightened and dragged me to send something to visit her."

Changqing's tone is cold, and his eyes don't take any focus. It's hard for people to guess who the lady is.

Listen to Chang Qing's words, this is an MO whose face is flushed with anger, and the color of being flattered is shown instantly on her face.

"It's my duty to protect the evergreen."

An MO smiles and gives a look to the maid beside him. Seeing that the maid comes forward and shoves the gold into Changqing's hand, she can't wait to go to the red lacquer wooden box full of gold and silver behind Changqing.

"His Royal Highness Chen Wang really has the heart to send so many things." An MO looked straight at the most dazzling water red hibiscus Bead Flower in the box, and slowly took it in his hand to play with and look at it. His eyes kept glowing with gold, "please evergreen guard to thank King Chen for an mo."

"Your Highness said it was for..."

Changqing frowned slightly, trying to explain.

"I know, your highness. It's for me. Your Highness has a heart."

An MO fiddles with the pearls on her hand, and her eyes are searching for the treasure she is interested in.

"It's not..."

Chang Qing's face was slightly black, but she continued to prepare to explain.

"There's no need to thank you, I know, but I really want to thank your highness."

Seeing an Mo's appearance, Chang Qing couldn't help but immediately said, "these things are not for you. They are for Miss Di and an hibiscus."

Changqing finished without giving an Mo a chance to interrupt. But Changqing is also complaining in her heart. Why did the master give him such a task? The third lady of Anfu is really beyond her ability.

As soon as Changqing's words come out, anyone in the hospital will be surprised. He looks at an mujin with incredible eyes.

And an Mu Jin also is a face muddled force.

She? She didn't even see the face of her royal highness, let alone give her a present.

"An Mu Jin!? Is there any mistake? "

An MO face with infinite ridicule, how can his royal highness give a gift to a scrap.

"Who said it was wrong?" A male voice with clear and strong magnetism came from the door.

He! It's him!

See the man came, an Mo is very happy to get close to the man, the tone is full of excitement, joy and grievance: "Your Highness, I said, how can you send things to a silly waste."

All the people in the courtyard knelt down one after another: "his royal highness, King Chen."

King Chen? King in heaven?

Isn't that the emperor's brother of Guping? Isn't that the brother of an mujin's fiance?

In other words, his royal highness King Chen of Guping kingdom is a first-class genius in the whole Zixiong continent. He was born with four levels of thinking ability. Looking back at the history of the whole Zixiong continent, only one person has such talent.

That man is the myth of the world. He is already the emperor of the Ninth Heaven level. It is said that this man has been practicing on Dongji mountain in the corner of the North Sea, and few people have seen his face.

In the cultivation system, only when you enter the sixth level of heaven can you live forever, and this emperor has become a great immortal.

There are dozens of fairy children on the mountain to serve, and an imperial concubine with eight levels of heaven and earth to accompany. The mountain is beautiful with clear water and outstanding people. It is a place that people yearn for.

It's because the king of Chen is gifted, and now he is at least a peerless master of the Ninth level of human world.

Looking around, no one in Guping country or even the whole Zixiong continent can match his ability.

Why is he here?

Is he the king of Chen?

Jun Lintian glanced at an Mo, but he didn't say a word under his dignified look, which made an MO look very embarrassed.

An Hibiscus can't believe her eyes. When everyone kneels down one after another, she stands upright and looks at him.

The king of Chen entered against the light, and the golden sun came from behind him. Although he can't see his appearance clearly because of the refraction of the light, his great body and steps are full of the unique King's spirit. The boundless domineering spirit of the king's coming to the world and Shunchang's rebellious death makes people can't help but surrender.

Three or four bodyguards followed him, and he swaggered toward the place where an Hibiscus was.

With Chen King footstep steady, walk more and more near, an Mu Jin this just saw his appearance.

It's him!

His angular face, handsome and resolute, deep and bright eyes, glittering with the cold breath of determination, his lips slightly disappeared, and the frightening killing atmosphere instantly permeated the whole marquis.

This kind of temperament is completely different from what an Hibiscus saw in her drunken carefree life.

Before he wanted to save people, now he wants to eat people.

If an Mu Jin didn't look at the Black Embroidered Python Flying robe that he was wearing, she couldn't be sure that they were the same person.

An Mu Jin raised her head slightly and looked carefully again, but he looked sideways. The ice like eyes just collided with an Mu Jin's eyes. When her eyes collided, an Mu Jin immediately buried her head.

Cold faced owl king, king of heaven.

Iron blood Shura, the king of Shuchen.

The king, who is equal to the emperor, is the same as his name. He is king in the world and proud of the world.

It really deserves its reputation.

It's because her name is worthy of her reputation that an Hibiscus knows that she can't provoke this ancestor. Is she in a hurry to kneel down now?

"Your Highness, you are talking."

As long as the king does not make a sound in the sky, all the people present dare not make a sound, but her Anmo just talks again and again.

An Mu Jin can't help showing a trace of disdain at the corner of her mouth. Such a person is not worth competing with her.

Hearing an MO say this, Jun Lintian's face sank down. He didn't look at an Mo, and his tone was like a blade: "what are you, I'll give you a gift!"

Then the corner of his mouth twitched slightly and came to an hibiscus.

In the sight of an hibiscus, she could only see a pair of Python boots embroidered with gold silk and auspicious clouds. With steady and regular footsteps, she was getting closer and closer to herself.

"An hibiscus."

Just three words, without any tone, but from his junlintian mouth, these three words were like three pieces of ice, and they were thrown in front of her word by word.