The prince's backyard is on fire: the story of dragging the princess and fighting the husband

Chapter 187 Cough, cough, take a step to speak 23
Luo Minghui wiped off his sweat and said, "It doesn't seem necessary to do this, does it? Generally speaking, they shouldn't kill women."

Wu Mei let out a sigh of relief.

Slowly said: "That's good, I really don't know who you offended, so that I was implicated after you."

With an innocent face, Luo Minghui said, "How can you blame me for everything?"

Wu Mei hurriedly said: "Isn't that right, you see they are here for your house, they are not looking for you, are they looking for me and His Highness the Crown Prince?"

Luo Minghui blinked his eyes and said, "Small oil, that's hard to say. You see, I've lived here for so long, and I haven't had any problems. You just came here two days ago, and some bad guys came. You have offended someone."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, I absolutely did not offend anyone.

"Think about it, I've only been here for a few days, right, and I've been in the palace all the time, so I definitely won't offend anyone.

"Besides, I'm so pretty and lovely, and it's too late for others to like me, so why would they kill me?"

Wu Mei quickly denied it.

In fact, she knew in her heart that there were people who wanted to kill her.

For example, the eldest princess probably hasn't given up on her yet.

Another example, the eldest son of the Murong family. . . . . .

But how did they know they were here?

Thinking about it, she couldn't help but look at Li Long.

Wu Mei quietly moved to Luo Minghui's side.

He whispered in his ear: "Ahem, cough, please take a step to talk."

Luo Minghui was a little baffled by her.

I had no choice but to follow her into the corner.

Wu Mei whispered: "I think today's villain came too inexplicably and too suddenly."

Luo Minghui looked at Wu Mei who was speaking softly, and nodded.

He also said in the same soft voice: "It seems that it came very suddenly, and there is no sign at all."

So, Wu Mei was still sitting at the table, not daring to move.

I'm afraid that as soon as I relax my vigilance, the bad guys will take the opportunity to enter.

(End of this chapter)