Chapter 74 The Tension Between Two Men (10)

"My lord." The familiar rough voice sounded outside, Liu Shaorong took a look at Xiangsi, turned around and sat behind the long table, his tone was not as gentle as before, but with a little majesty, "Come in."

Acacia held her breath.

A slender man opened the curtain and walked up. It was Long Shangxue, dressed in red and black as a soldier, with an extremely wide belt tight around his waist. This was the first time Xiangsi saw Long Shangxue remove his black clothes With other outfits other than the blackened prison uniform, he looked much more sophisticated.

Long Shangxue's black hair was tied up casually, and he took off the mask on the left side of his face, exposing his entire face to others' sight. His face that was too fair had sharp edges and corners, and his facial features were prominent. The pair of eyes under the sword eyebrows Especially jet-black, with a straight nose bridge and lips that are neither thin nor thick, it is a rare and peerless appearance. The only shortcoming is the burn scar on the left face.

A word "slave" can never get rid of the inexhaustible traces.

"See you, my lord." Long Shangxue knelt down on one knee towards Liu Shaorong, but his eyes glanced at Xiangsi who was sitting at the side, and his brows gradually furrowed.

"Ahhhhh..." A series of howls suddenly came from Xiangsi's ear, and when she turned her head to look, she saw Zhao Jingzheng staring at Long Shangxue's left cheek with her mouth open enough to swallow two. Egg, "Big, big, big, uncle?! It's really a big man! Big, big man is a slave, a slave... I can't tell it normally, big man..."

"Zhao Jing." Xiangsi said in a cold tone, Zhao Jing hurriedly covered her mouth with both hands, and shut up.

Xiangsi breathed a sigh of relief, she was a little afraid that Zhao Jing would tell about Long Shangxue wearing a mask, why she couldn't tell, Liu Shaorong's father was killed by Long Shangxue, even if Liu Shaorong suspected Long Shangxue, it was theirs It has nothing to do with her, does it?
"Master?" Liu Shaorong looked at Long Shangxue suspiciously, with a strong tone of sarcasm, a lowly slave from the Western Regions deserves to be called "Master".

Xiangsi saw Long Shangxue knelt on the ground and clenched his fists, his veins gradually showed.

There were not a few words, but the entire tent seemed to be tense.

Xiangsi faintly felt that something was wrong, if Long Shangxue was left alone in the barracks, it would be a wild ride, if he killed Liu Shaorong on impulse, how could she be happy with Hong Zhuang.

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10 The update is over, good night everyone.

(End of this chapter)

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