The merciless prince goes to court

Chapter 38 She may be the princess
Chapter 43 She may be the princess
"Master..." An Ningxin called out softly, but Duan Xiye didn't seem to hear it, just stood in front of the carriage, so lonely, An Ningxin felt a kind of indescribable feeling in his heart for some reason. uneasy.

Her hands tightly pulled her clothes, her lower lip was also tightly bitten, and the air around her seemed to be sucked away, creating an unbearable oppression.

"Why is she here?" Mu Yan bumped into his elder brother, "Boss, it's not your slip of the tongue, right?"

Mu Cang just glanced at An Ning Xin indifferently, "There is no difference between knowing early and knowing later?" He answered the wrong question.

"It's really you." Mu Yan had an expression that I knew.

"It's not me." Mu Cang quickly shattered Mu Yan's conclusion of doing things on his own.Mu Yan could only fan himself, feeling a little cold.

But at this moment, Duan Xiye only stretched out his hand into the carriage. That hand was slender and powerful, with well-defined bones. It was a pair of books written by scholars, but there was no trace of frailty. The curtain of the carriage was lifted and stretched out. She held an extraordinarily beautiful hand. That hand was extremely beautiful. Just looking at the hand, one could already tell that it was a woman's hand, and it would be an extremely beautiful woman. Fair skin, skin like beautiful jade, with lustrous luster, on the slender bowl, there is a jade bracelet, ten fingers are long and slender, like orchids, two people's hands are held together, the man's masculinity, the woman's Soft and beautiful, until the big palm completely covered the small white hand.

The curtain of the carriage was pulled open, and then a servant hurriedly squatted in front of the carriage until a pair of little feet wearing embroidered shoes stepped on his back.Then a beautiful woman stepped down from the carriage.

She was wearing a water-red flowing smoke dress that dragged the floor, and a ribbon of the same color was tied around her waist. Her black black hair was draped straight around her waist. The beautiful eyes became clearer.The smile that hung on her lips was indescribably fresh and refined, her figure was graceful, her curled up blue hair had a white pearl hairpin slanted on it, and it was adorned with tassels made of silver stars.When it reached her earlobe, it seemed like the color of her eyes, that would be the most beautiful night...

She gently raised her head, her jet-black hair reflected the sunshine-like color from time to time, it seemed that the wind and sunshine were much warmer at this time, she turned around, grasping her slender waist, she was so beautiful Wuxia, like a fairy in the sky, only the smile hanging on her lips seemed to bring a bit of truth.

An Ning stood there in a daze, looking at this woman who suddenly appeared in front of her. She had never seen such a beautiful woman, and the compliments she knew were far from enough, which made her simply Unable to find a word to describe this woman, her eyes moved to the hands they held tightly together. For some reason, her eyes were stabbed and blurred.

"Mister..." Her lips trembled slightly, but the gentleman never said anything.

"Let's go." Duan Xiye just smiled at the woman beside him. That smile melted the indifference on his body just now. He was as black as ink and tall and tall. Standing together, the two of them looked like the most beautiful painting in the world The same, people can't bear to disturb.

"En..." The woman nodded her head lightly, her eyes fluttered slightly, and she saw An Ningxin standing in front of the door.

She approached, but when she was passing by An Ningxin, she gave her a little blessing, but was held back by Duan Xiye, and Duan Xiye just squeezed her lips tightly. A kind of impatience.

"This should be Sister Ning Xin, Qing Ran is polite here." The perfect etiquette, stunning appearance, and even a voice as beautiful as Bai Ling, can't be compared, really can't be compared.One sky, one earth, one cloud, one mud.

An Ning still didn't know what happened, she could only hold her hand tightly, causing a clear pain in her palm.

Her lips were white, she wanted to ask something, she wanted to ask who she was... but she didn't know how to speak.

"Why are you here?" The voice was slightly cold, without the warmth of just now, but it was not difficult to hear reproach in his words.

"I'm here to pick up my husband." It's not that she didn't hear the reproach in his words, and she could see that he was unhappy, but she just forced herself to laugh, not thinking about the girl next to him, she thought It must not be what she thought, it must not be.

"My husband...I..." She wanted to say something, but she saw the indifference in Duan Xiye's eyes, and he waved his hand impatiently, "Qingran is tired, she needs to rest, we will talk about it later , After he finished speaking, he took the woman's hand and left without waiting for An Ningxin to react. Only the woman looked at An Ning Xin curiously, and her lips parted slightly, but she didn't know. What are you talking about?
Mu Cang walked by, but only stayed for a few seconds, and then left without saying anything. Mu Yan hurriedly followed, but couldn't help but glanced at An Ning Xin. He didn't know why, why did he suddenly feel a Women are poor.

"Ma'am, we should go back." The corner of Hong Xiang's lips raised a touch of coldness, but An Ning Xin just nodded slightly, and walked inside. When she turned around, they had already left her far away. It seems that it is already an extravagant hope to take a look.

"Hongxiang, who do you think she is?" An Ningxin let go of her hand, and when she let go, she realized that there was a kind of pain that left the palm of her hand, but penetrated into her heart. She shrank her body, just feeling There was an inexplicable coldness.

Hong Xiang just lowered her head, not letting An Ning see the sneer on her face, "That girl is so beautiful, ma'am, how can I not know the identity of that girl, I think we may have a new master. Ma'am, You also want a new younger sister, and Madam won't be alone by then."

She said with a smile, when she saw the heartbroken expression on An Ning Xin's face, she smiled even more ostentatiously.

"No, my husband won't marry someone else. I believe in him, but An Ning just shook his head. He already has me, and he has a wife. It's impossible for him to marry someone else. That girl is so beautiful, she just looks like her." It's impossible for a lady from a rich family to be a concubine?" She muttered to herself from time to time, not knowing whether she was lying or lying to others.

"She is not a concubine, but in our mansion, there is only a madam and no concubine. Maybe she will be a concubine?" Hong Xiang said maliciously again.An Ningxin's hands tightly held the clothes on her chest, but she felt as if she had been torn in two, and her breathing became unstable.

"No..." she kept saying, and everything in front of her eyes began to blur.She stumbled in and felt for the first time that An Ning's world seemed to be about to be destroyed.

Staying inside, An Ning just sat on the ground, her eyes were red and swollen from crying, she looked at the flowers in front of her blankly, and listened to their voices from time to time, the voices that only she could hear.

"Sister...don't cry, sister..."

And she just buried her head on her knees, didn't eat or rest, only those eyes, all red were bloodshot.

An hour passed, and he didn't come to look for her, and another half an hour passed, and the door of Qingranju was still tightly closed.

"Sister...Grandpa Dashu said that he has gone to the palace, and he will come to see my sister when he comes back." The pleasant voice like an elf made her just smile, but that kind of smile was really too bitter.

(End of this chapter)