Beast Concubine: The Demon Queen of the Ghost King

Qingfeng frowned, killing intent flashed in her heart.

There were many people coming, their breaths were steady, they were all masters among the masters, they rushed to her and Murong Fu's bed in an instant, and surrounded them tightly.

Qingfeng opened her sleepy eyes, as if suddenly awakened by these people, got up abruptly, pulled off the brocade quilt on her body, and was about to stand up on the ground, but snorted coldly: "Bold, how dare you Dare to break into my son's room, I'm getting impatient, right?"

After the words fell, he grabbed the sharp sword beside the bed, looking as if he was about to kill him.

Even though he was only wearing a middle coat, he was as noble as wearing an emperor's dragon robe, with an impenetrable nobility all over his body.

Unruly colors flickered in his suddenly opened eyes, even if there was still a bit of laziness when he just woke up, it didn't hurt the arrogance and disdain in her eyes that looked down on the world and despised everything.

That was the cold and arrogant aura of a high-ranking person, which made many visitors tremble.

Shocked!

Absolute shock!

Swept by his cold light, everyone felt a shocking feeling that could not be described in words. It was so strong that it almost broke through the top of the head and the atrium of the heart!

At this moment, everyone felt a trace of fear, as if they had made a big mistake and broke in unexpectedly.

Whose son is it?

This is... the peerless son of someone else. After trembling with fear, everyone asked the same question in their hearts.

A man who looked like a leader, after being dumbfounded for a while, looked at Qingfeng carefully, and then said in a low voice: "Tonight, the death row prisoner escaped from the prison, and His Royal Highness ordered the subordinates to search for it with all their strength. Please forgive me, my lord."

"Hmph!" Qingfeng put down the sword immediately after hearing this, but frowned and looked at the leader in front of him. is the same.

Qingfeng's brows stretched out without a trace, and then frowned again, pretending to have a bad expression, and scolded: "How did you arrest the death row prisoner and break into my son's room? Could it be that the room harbored death row prisoners?"

"Don't dare! I'm just ordered to protect the safety of Wanhualou, search every room in Wanhualou, and guard the integrity of every guest, please forgive me!" The sergeant in charge said calmly.

It's just that his sharp eyes probed Qingfeng up and down, and then glanced at Murong Fu who was lying on the bed, and found nothing unusual, then lowered his eyes slightly, and replied respectfully.

Although he still doesn't know what Qingfeng's identity is at the moment, but with his pair of eyes that can read countless people, he can naturally see that Qingfeng's aura is full of coldness, and he is definitely not an ordinary son. It is not an exaggeration to be more polite.

Guard the safety of Wanhualou?

Hmph, tell the ghost about this, see if the ghost will believe it?

It's better to say it's a guard than to monitor the every move of suspicious people in Wanhua Building, and she, a young man who can't see the depth, is naturally the first task of monitoring.

Just now, if she came back half a step at night, I'm afraid she would be caught.

After making a decision in his mind, Qingfeng only said calmly: "Since you are on official business, I will not make it difficult for you." He snorted very unhappy, and then said: "Be gentle with your hands and feet, don't startle him."

She was referring to Murong Fu, of course.

In the country of Zhao, it is not a big deal to recruit beautiful men to make playthings.

The person in charge immediately waved his hand, and everyone searched her private room lightly,

Qing Feng sat aside, picked up the teacup, and drank it leisurely, but her pretty face was as dark as the twilight, which made the searchers tremble with fear.

Damn it, this aura is too strong, why is it like being in an ice cave.

Everyone became more and more convinced that Qingfeng must be very human, and hurriedly checked everything in her room.

Got nothing!

Keeping calm, Qingfeng acted as if she didn't feel that she had caused huge psychological pressure on everyone, she just put down the teacup lightly, frowned and said: "Okay, get out of here! Don't disturb my son's rest! "

The tone became more and more arrogant and cold, making it impossible for people to detect the depth.

"I'm very sorry for disturbing my son's rest!" The guard in charge didn't show any expression on his face, not even a trace of dissatisfaction.

Leading the crowd, he quickly exited the door and closed the door politely.

Of course, the person in charge left a sentence full of respect: "My lord, please rest assured, we will be responsible for the safety here, and we will never let you be frightened in the slightest."

It seemed that his posture was really as he said, he was just worried about Wanhualou's behavior and guarding the safety of every guest. After all, the guests who could stay overnight in Wanhualou were either rich or expensive.

But Qingfeng is not a three-year-old baby, why doesn't she understand the meaning behind this, I'm afraid Wanhualou is already under the control of the other party.

And the other party has already fixed his eyes on her and Murong Fu, and he is being polite now because he didn't find out about her details, didn't find any abnormalities, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

The underlying meaning is that Wanhualou is surrounded by them, so it's best not to run around, and wait until they find out about her.

Search her room?

She sneered, she was very good at such tricks as destroying corpses and destroying traces, and she wanted to find a trace of clues in her private room, which was impossible even in a dream.

However, Wanhualou was surrounded to death, how could she get out?This is a bit of a brainstorm.

Qingfeng sat on the wooden chair, lowered her eyes, half-closed her eyes and began to think about a more possible development trend.

"Qingfeng, what do you think?" Murong Fu opened his eyes after making sure that those people had left, and asked softly.

"People are knives and I am fish." Qingfeng's voice was soft, with a chill in his mouth: "It can be said that this fish and this meat are all wrapped in steel. If you are not careful, the blade will be broken. You bastard Yu, some are crying!"

Qing Feng stood up and lay flat beside Murong Fu, breathing calmly: "Sleep, leave here tomorrow!"

After that, there was a slight breathing sound, obviously falling asleep.

As a mercenary, she had never seen any kind of scene, not to mention a man lying beside her, even ten or a hundred of them would not affect her sleep.

When training at the base before, men and women have always rested together.

In the cruel mercenary world, there is no distinction between men and women, only strong and weak.

Poor Murong Fu kept his eyes open all night until dawn, the light in his eyes became more and more complicated, and he became more curious about Qingfeng in his heart.

Qingfeng is so calm, has she already thought of a way to get out?