The demon concubine of the prosperous world is married

Chapter 2
And guarded by them was a carriage covered with golden silk and wood patterns, and the driver was a handsome young man, the smiling expression on his face formed a strong contrast with the lifeless 16 people.

In the entire Dongliang, and even the entire continent, there is only one person who owns this carriage.

Golden nanmu is already a rare treasure that is hard to find, and golden nan, a gloomy wood that has been buried in rivers or buried in the ground for thousands of years, is even more difficult for the world to see.

The carriage I saw in front of me was made of this kind of gloomy golden silk nan, a small piece is enough to be priceless, not to mention this gorgeous carriage?
And the person who owns this carriage is the only son of Prince Rui of Dongliang, the rumored perverted son.

With a sudden sound, the originally bustling Chang'an Avenue became empty in an instant, and everyone retreated to both sides like a tide, and then knelt down together.

"My son is blessed and safe!"

That subconscious action exposed the feelings of the common people. They were intimidated, but they couldn't hide the reverence in their hearts. Such weird emotions distorted everyone's feelings for this perverted son.

The 16 people and the boy driving the car, Lang Wu, didn't seem to notice the strange behavior of the people, they passed by with a blank expression or a smile, and then left.

After the carriage left, the cold and treacherous oppressive atmosphere in the air gradually subsided, and the people slowly recovered. The distorted and entangled emotions at that moment seemed to have never happened to them, and everything returned to normal.

Driving all the way to Prince Rui's Mansion, all the people must retreat, such a posture, even the present prince cannot do it.

But before he reached Prince Rui, Lang Wu saw the posture standing at the gate of Prince Rui's mansion from a distance, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, but he smiled and said to the people in the carriage: "Master, Princess Eternal is waiting at the gate. .”

There was a sneering voice from inside the carriage, cold and cruel: "A dying bug will keep your hands from getting dirty."

"Yes, Lord." Lang Wu replied with a smile, turned the car easily, and drove towards the side door of Prince Rui's Mansion, but at the corner of the corner, the corner of his eyes glanced coldly and cruelly at the station at the entrance of Prince Rui's Mansion. The slender figure was wrapped around her neck like a poisonous snake, tightening it tightly.

Before arriving at the side door of Prince Rui's mansion, the business housekeepers seemed to have expected it, and sent people to wait on both sides, and when they saw the carriage and heard the side door, they all knelt down.

"Welcome the son back to the mansion, the son is blessed and safe!"

Lang Wu jumped down from the carriage and retreated to the side, only to see a slender white hand lift the curtain, a blackness that seemed to come from the dark abyss appeared, making his hand whiter and whiter, Sheng Xuesan point.

The person standing on the carriage is like a king looking down on the world. His indifferent black eyes, which seem to be able to see everything, are deep and cold. With a light tap of his toes, he landed on the ground quietly and firmly, as if he didn't see it. Like a business butler who shouldn't be here, he strolled towards Prince Rui's mansion. Wherever he passed, everyone saw only a smear of pure blackness, a blackness that captured people's hearts and souls.

The business steward didn't care about his reaction, and didn't let the servants get up to work until he was far away: "Tianqi, tell the prince, if I get injured, he will pay for the medical expenses."

There was a muffled response in the air, and then dissipated.

The business steward looked at the direction in which he disappeared, and sighed slightly. If the prince hadn't been distressed that the seven taels of silver had been disposed of before it had any effect, he would not be bothered to make this trip every day. !
The prince is not easy to mess with, and the prince and his son are even more difficult to mess with.

Being carried into the room as if being sent to bed, the man in black put Qu Jingning on the bed, then turned and left, the speed was so fast that Qu Jingning couldn't help but click his tongue.

If she hadn't been paying attention to the other person's breathing, it would be impossible to find that someone was by her side, and it would be even more impossible to find that someone left so quickly.

Qu Jingning was lying on the bed with a layer of soft cotton underneath. She didn't know whether it was because of the time or whether the other party had given her any antidote, but she could clearly feel that she was slowly moving.

Her fingers moved slightly, and what she touched was the extremely soft and delicate cotton material under her body, and the air was smudged with a faint fragrance...

It seems that this so-called prince is quite rich. Although Qu Jingning is a modern person, but because of her status, she has come into contact with a lot of ancient relics, and she can tell just by the sense of touch that it is the layer of cotton under her body. It's worth a fortune.

wrong!

She seems to have forgotten the most important thing.

With a creak, a gust of wind blew in, carrying the aroma of peach blossoms in the yard, dyeing the fragrance of the house with a fresh floral fragrance, and interrupting Qu Jingning's thinking.

In an instant, the air seemed to condense. Even if Lang Wu outside the door and the 16 people in the dark did not go in, they could still clearly feel that there were people in the room, and they were still in the master's—

bed!

Bed, an ambiguous word with sentimentality, but at this moment, what they think of is only the bones and blood. The master who always loves cleanliness will not even allow them to approach his bed, let alone there is now a bed. The stranger was lying on his bed.

Lang Wu remembered the ambiguous laughter that his master had shown after hearing the Shang steward's return to the mansion. Could it be that the master had already guessed the purpose of the Shang steward's visit this time?

Yan Zhaohua approached the bed step by step, but turned a corner five steps away, and sat on a chair beside him, his gloomy eyes fell on the delicate body on the bed as if it were real. :"stand up."

The sound like a green kite singing should be very pleasant, but Qu Jingning only felt that the sound was very cold, as if a cold, bloodless hand protruded from the deep ghost land and put it on your neck. It's chilling.

Qu Jingning shuddered for no reason, opened his eyes suddenly, a cool light flashed by, his brain controlled the movements of his limbs in an instant, sat up quickly, and the moment he raised his head, the depths of his eyes flashed amazing .

It was a very outstanding young man, with a white jade crown in his hair, and his eyebrows seemed to be carefully outlined, so exquisite that they were indistinguishable from male and female, his eyebrows were slightly raised, with a little madness and coldness, dressed in a black brocade robe , with a jade white exquisite belt around her waist, she looks extraordinarily graceful and handsome.

What attracted Qu Jingning the most was his pair of extremely beautiful eyes, pure black, but through his eyes, people could see another extremely bloody and cruel world, full of eerie and treacherous.

In Qu Jingning's view, the astonishing beauty and cruel beauty are contradictory but also extremely harmonious in him, captivating people's hearts and souls!
(End of this chapter)