The third daughter married the ghost prince

Chapter 12 The Sad Moon Pavilion (2)
Luo Zifeng took a deep look at Jiuyue, let Jiuyue kneel, and asked leisurely after a long time: "How did 'Lanyue Pavilion' fail in Master's hands?"

"Master...in fact, he is not a killer at all. Every time he accepts a mission, he must first check whether the person his employer asked him to kill is a good person or a bad person. If he is a bad person, he will kill him directly. If he is a good person, he will come back... ...Kill the employer!"

Good guy!He's still...a messenger of justice!

Speaking of this in September, I also felt that I couldn't hold back my face. I looked up and saw that my lady was still expressionless before continuing: "As time goes by, even if the master's martial arts is the best in the 'Lanyue Pavilion', it still doesn't matter. People asked him for a mission, so I can only rely on my own medical skills to heal the brothers in the pavilion!"

Luo Zifeng sighed in his heart, he failed to be an assassin, but he won the title of "miracle doctor" by treating diseases and saving lives. For the master who aspires to become a "top killer"... I don't know if it is a blow!
"The dozen or so brothers and sisters of us were all brought up by orphans picked up by the master. It would never have been the master's turn to take over the master of the 'Lanyue Pavilion', but that year...the pavilion took over a troublesome Almost all the elites in the pavilion were wiped out at that time, and the elders in the pavilion had no choice but to hand over the 'Lanyue Pavilion' to the master!"

As Jiuyue said, an expression of 'unwilling to die' appeared on his face, probably depressed.

Luo Zifeng sighed secretly, those who aspired to be killers ended up becoming miracle doctors; while those who aspired to be doctors themselves were forced to take over the killer organization, what a trick!

"Get up!" Luo Zifeng sighed helplessly, if she didn't really need the help of 'Lanyue Pavilion' now, she really wanted to quit: "From now on, teach me how to practice. A master who obeys orders!"

A trace of excitement flashed across Jiuyue's calm face: "Miss, don't worry, Miss is a person selected by the master and has a unique system. The master's life-long skills are stored in her body. As long as you practice hard, you will become a first-class master in a short time." of!"

Luo Zifeng nodded, and was about to sit cross-legged when he heard the door being slammed open, and a blue figure rushed in front of Luo Zifeng.

As soon as the figure stood still, it followed with a roar: "Who is going back to the door with you today?"

Duan Muqi yelled angrily, the flames in her eyes were flying everywhere, her hands were clenched tightly because of the crazy anger in her heart, after three days of marriage, even if she didn't like it, she would never allow her to put on a green hat: "Say it!"

Luo Zifeng was startled, did he know so soon?Could it be... is there someone from him in the Luo mansion?

You don't want to marry yourself, and you spend so much time monitoring yourself, why?
"Are you spying on me?" Luo Zifeng ignored Duan Muqi's anger, got up and sat down at the table, picked up the teacup on the table, and sipped it lightly, his eyes signaled to Jiuyue He who felt guilty for failing to stop Duan Muqi Feng'er who was standing by the door retreated together.

As soon as Jiuyue and Feng'er left the room, Duan Muqi took a step forward and pulled Luo Zifeng up: "You shameless woman, can't bear to be lonely in just three days?"

Luo Zifeng frowned slightly, bearing the uncontrollable strength of the big hands like iron tongs on his arms, and the corner of his mouth was still smiling: "Husband spends so much time monitoring me, is it right?" Are you interested in me?"

With that said, Luo Zifeng pulled out the handkerchief in his sleeve pocket, and diligently wiped the tea juice splashed on Duan Muqi's body.

Duan Muqi forcefully pushed Luo Zifeng away, saw her staggering and leaning on the table, and said with extreme disgust: "Intentional? You...you really have no shame, if someone saw that 'I' came out of Luoyang with you Mansion, I really didn't expect you to be so bold?"

Oh?Is it just a coincidence?Or are you too smug?

Luo Zifeng straightened up, since he couldn't ask anything, he didn't bother: "You seem to have forgotten what I gave you this morning, right?"

Duan Muqi was surprised to see Luo Zifeng change from being courteous and ingratiating just now to becoming stern in an instant, and was stunned for a moment.

She shouldn't be crying bitterly, or feeling ashamed, why... she is so calm, calm... like the 'attentiveness' just now is deliberate.

"Even if we want to reconcile, it will be a year later. You don't obey women's morals now. Don't bring what you did in Luo's mansion to Prince Jing's mansion!" Although Duan Muqi recovered the anger just now, but in When he met those calm and charming eyes of peach blossoms, he clearly felt that his aura was no longer as strong as before, and even felt for a moment that he was here to make trouble for no reason.

"You and I both know that this one-year deadline is for the face of Prince Jing's Mansion and Luo Mansion. After one year, no matter what, I will give you back your freedom. What about you... What can you do for me? Why?" Luo Zifeng looked at Duan Muqi firmly.

After Luo Zifeng finished speaking, he couldn't help but despise himself a little in his heart. He obviously wanted to leave, but he said it in a posture of "sacrificing himself for others", which seemed to be taking advantage and wanting to give favors.

Duan Muqi kept silent when she heard the words, yes!As a man, he can still marry his beloved woman as his wife after reconciliation in the future, but as a woman, once she reconciles, her life may be ruined.

The sudden sense of guilt made Duan Muqi at a loss as to what to say, but she felt unwilling to accept the green hat just like that: "I don't care who the person is today, if you ruin the style of my Prince Jing's family within this year, I'll divorce you immediately!" After finishing speaking, she left the house without looking back.

Just after leaving the yard, Duan Muqi saw a familiar figure flashing past out of the corner of her eyes, and murmured in her heart, that figure... looked like Xiaoju next to Yan'er's cousin.

A sense of being watched made Duan Muqi feel depressed for a while.

In the West Garden of Prince Jing's Mansion, a gentle breeze blows into the house, making the tender pink curtains sway.

The pink and delicate person in front of the round table grabbed the cup on the table and slammed it to the ground again. The resentful expression on his face caused the original beauty to be replaced by hostility.

"Miss, calm down, maybe the second young master is busy, so he went to see the second young lady." Xiaoju stepped back cautiously, avoiding the splashing tiles.

(End of this chapter)