Chapter 215
"Since the seventh brother wants to know, as the third brother, how could he not tell you the reason? If you say it, of course you will say it. It's just the gate of the palace, not a place to talk. The seventh brother is rich, and the third brother's Prince Ji's mansion is just Is it true that you can't tolerate the big Buddha of Seventh Brother?"

Beitangfeng in the carriage snorted coldly, and told the coachman, "Go home——"

"Yes, my lord." The coachman swung his whip, and drove Bei Tangfeng's carriage away. Bei Jiming was stunned, and stood still, his fists clenched, Bei Tangfeng, one day, you will kneel In front of this king, beg this king!
Inside the carriage, Bei Tangfeng closed her eyes, and as soon as she returned to Prince Tang's mansion, she immediately sent her men to turn the entire Prince Ji's mansion upside down.

But there was still no shadow of Luo Yingyue.

His face was cold and gloomy, as if a storm was about to come.

damn it!
Not one place, Beitangfeng ordered his subordinates, even the general's mansion was not spared.

He ordered his subordinates to search every place he could think of, but there was still no trace of Luo Yingyue.

In a flash, another three days passed.

Bei Tangfeng became more and more restless. Now that Luo Yingyue was his weakness, he would be anxious, worried about her, and because of her, he couldn't eat or sleep.

Because of Luo Yingyue, Bei Tangfeng, who was already haggard, lost a whole circle of weight in just six days.

Murong Qing saw all this in his eyes, and felt an indescribable distress in his heart.

It was night, the crescent moon hung high, Bei Tangfeng was sitting in the courtyard, drinking alone, the night wind blew around him and his black hair fluttered around his waist, his whole body was full of indelible chill.

Bei Tangfeng had never been so upset as he is now, without news of Luo Yingyue, for him, it was more painful than anything else.

In a trance, a vine-like green color slowly entered his eyes.

Bei Tangfeng raised her eyes slightly, and saw that the woman was very beautiful, with a little red between her brows, making her even more enchanting.

Holding a pot of wine in her hand, the woman leaned towards Beitang Feng slightly, and said, "My lord, strong wine hurts my health, and the crabapple flower wine made from green radish is intoxicating, but not harmful to my body. My lord, how would you like to try it?"

Beitangfeng looked at her coldly, until Qingluo filled a glass of crabapple wine for him, and then uttered a word, "Get lost!"

Qingluo's face turned pale, and Beitangfeng reached out and spilled the wine she had poured on the ground, "Without my king's permission, who gave you the courage to let you come!"

Qingluo immediately knelt down on the ground, and in a pair of charming eyes, crystal tears were already spinning, "My lord, Qingluo, Qingluo just loves you, you ruined her body like this, Qingluo sees it Here, it hurts in my heart—"

"Haha--distressed?" Bei Tangfeng sneered, her voice extremely cold, "Get lost! This king doesn't need your distress!"

"My lord!" Qingluo didn't go out, she still knelt on the ground and said, "Qingluo doesn't have any other thoughts, but I just can't bear to see my lord like this. It doesn't matter if my lord killed or cut my concubine today. The concubine has to say it! The women in the world are not only the princess. What the princess can do, Qing Luo can also do. Does the prince know how to worry about the princess? Does she care? Why did the princess treat the prince? Give a little sincerity? Is it worth it for the prince to do this for her?"

(End of this chapter)

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