C71

Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and soon it was the day of the banquet.

With the help of Murong Ling's cultivation technique, the bruises on Prince Qin's face disappeared completely and his divinely handsome face returned.

Because he was going to attend the banquet, he wore a new set of clothes. The purple robe made from the finest Shu brocade was exquisite and luxurious. The three-clawed python coiled itself around his clothes. There was a piece of warm jade hanging from his waist. His hair was done in a jade crown, with a single jade leaf stuck in it. A few strands of hair hung down from his forehead, adding to his elegance and elegance.

The servant girl in the room blushed red as she stole a glance at the elegant and elegant Prince Qin. She only retracted her gaze after Murong Ling had changed her clothes.

Looking at the two masters from the corner of their eyes, they couldn't help but sigh to themselves. A perfect couple indeed.

The current Murong Ling was dressed in a bright red, gold silk brocade palace attire, the long dress covering her chest barely revealed the undulating curves of her dress, her outer clothes were tied up with gold threads of soft smoke, her slender waist was unbearably tight, her curves were exquisite, and her charm was myriad.

After just a single glance, Li Cangmin was stunned still. Suddenly, he remembered the scissors figure behind the screen that night, and his eyes darkened.

Murong Ling had put on makeup in front of the dressing table. Qiu Shuang had tied her up in a ponytail, and her hair was loose and fell to the ground. She always felt that it was a little dangerous and wanted Qiu Shuang to tie her up with something stronger. However, Prince Qin walked over and picked up a golden foot from her dowry and inserted it into her dark hair. She said in a low voice, "That's it, don't change it."

The hair of the girl in the bronze mirror was thick and jet-black. Her hair was tied up into a bun like a mountain of fragrant incense. Her golden steps were filled with precious jade leaves and her neck was lowered. She was swaying gently without wind.

Li Cangmin's gaze fell on her face, "It seems like you're missing something."

As he spoke, he picked up a thin pen and placed it on her cheeks. A picture of a peony in full bloom appeared on her forehead. It was luxurious, graceful, and incredibly beautiful.

It really did have the effect of the Dragon's Finishing Touch.

Murong Ling looked at the devastatingly beautiful woman in the mirror and smiled slightly. However, she did not wipe away his good intentions, "It's getting late, let's go."

Her hands were placed into a pair of large hands, dry and warm. There was a small callus on her palm, gently brushing against the back of her hand, causing her to feel a tingling sensation.

Prince Qin was looking at her, his pitch black eyes seemed to be filled with a rich black color, it was so deep that not a single thread of light could be seen, his handsome face was cold and sexy, bringing with it a strong sense of aggression, it was as if the air had become scorching hot, and evaporated into thin air.

Murong Ling's heart started beating even faster, for no reason at all. She turned her head and no longer looked at him, she quickly walked to the car, but in the narrow carriage, the cold aura became stronger, and even though the man was sitting by her side without moving, she kept on revealing her strong sense of existence.

Suddenly, her fingers hurt and she couldn't help but exclaim softly. Turning her head over, her heart nearly jumped out.

Because she was cultivating a cultivation technique, there was not a single part of her body that was not exquisite. Her skin was crystal clear and thin, like a piece of warm jade made of fine mutton fat; it was exquisite and glossy. Her ten fingers were slender and white like the roots of a scallion. The neatly trimmed fingernails revealed a healthy red glow, as if white jade was dyed a light red. It was extremely beautiful.

At this moment, her index finger was being bitten by the Prince Qin, so she noticed her gaze and relaxed. On her finger, there was a neat set of teeth marks, unexpectedly showing a strange sense of beauty.

What made people's hearts beat even faster was that Prince Qin's facial features were hazy, the lines of his features were gentle, and his eyes were covered with a layer of mist. His thin lips were dark red, with a moist color, it actually had a kind of seductive allure.

Realizing what she was doing, Murong Ling immediately froze. She immediately retracted her hand from Yue Yang's lips and glared at him guiltily, "What are you doing? Bite me."