Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

“The king is fine!” Chu Muchen's face was pale, but his eyes were extremely sharp. He stood up hard, pushed Ling away and refused to let her help him.

Cousin, why should a woman support you? And in front of Mo Qingfeng and Xenan alone, there is a loss of his prince's identity!

Ling was also very heartbroken, thinking that Chu Muchen was unwilling to approach her, and she felt incredibly grieved.

Mo Qing wind covered his heart, fell and crashed out, the pulse burning was unbearable, his heart burned like a fire in madness, the pain was immense.

Chu Muchen's hand was extremely harsh, I'm afraid his heart pulse has been broken.

Lonely Zenan's eyes shed a cold light, sweeping through the ground like an angel. When she saw the Mo Qing wind fall and crash out, holding the pillar and looking at him, the cold faded away thousands of miles away, and her figure quickly flew towards her.

At the same time, a handsome shadow arrived quickly in the air, falling in front of Mo Qingfeng with lonely Zenan.

Mo Qingfeng frowned tightly because of the pain. In the night, she could still see her face pale as paper.

“Miss Mo, are you hurt?” Naranjin spoke nervously and tried to help her the first two steps, but felt a cold look at himself. He looked back at Lonely Zenan, shocked his heart and took a few steps back.

Lonely Zenan walked forward, holding her up, his dark eyes looked coldly at Chu Muchen.

“Didn't you go back to Lonely Castle?” Didn't it take three months for an iron-blooded bat to fly back and forth?

“Don't talk, you have a strange temper in you that you can't bear, the more painful it is to talk.” Lonely Zenan grabbed her wrist, her pulse was abnormal, her body temperature was extremely high, her menstrual pulse was not different, and she felt something wrong when he hugged her.

Mo Qing's heart was slight, he knew at first glance that there was a strange smell in him?

“You bastards, arrest them!” Seeing Chu Muchenhua looked deeply at Mo Qingfeng, and Mo Qingfeng was held in his arms by lonely Zenan, Ling was also jealous.

These days, she was with Chu Muchen and felt that he was no longer as gentle with her as before. They had known each other since, despite the separation of the two countries, the letter had never been broken.

He said she would be his princess, who knows this time, his princess is Mo Chingfeng!

No woman can bear another woman in the heart of the man she loves. Ling is also the princess of the land of Tsugawa. She is delicate and possesses a strong desire. She has always loved Chu Muchen. Can she bear to remember another woman in his heart?

As her anger shouted, Mo Qingfeng turned his eyes towards Chu Muchen. He was also looking at her, his eyes flashed with guilt and regret.

If it was her, how could he have done so much?

If it was her, he wouldn't have done it at all.

When he saw her mouth spraying blood, it was as if his heart was dripping blood, and at that moment he was shocked to find that he had long identified herself as his own princess, and that no other woman could replace her.

“Lord Naran, I want him dead!” Mo Qingfeng's pale little face was cold and his voice was cold.

Chu Muchen listened, her heart sinks, she wants him dead?

By then, Naranjinyu had confessed and attacked him.

His palms instantly condensed a breath of inner air, blocking the deadly kill before Naranjin Yo attacked.

Unsuccessful, and then another, Naranjin Yogi was born, and the murder was never merciless.

Only after being wounded by lonely Zenan, he now has to deal with Naram Lingyu, who is also a master, Chu Muchen is a little overpowered, and the guards of the Eight Kings' Palace are wounded, dead, even White Snow Ling and Du Wenjun are seriously wounded in a coma, and Ling's seven flowers are killed by the Mo Ching wind at the top of the mountain, at this time, it is easy for them to take Chu Muchen's life.

Chu Muchen fell again, his heart ached and a breath of blood erupted again.

Ling also looked at the pain, rushed up to open his arms to protect Chu Muchen, and drank in front of Nalang Lingyu, who stood coldly in front of him: “The Princess does not allow you to kill him!” Then he looked hard at Mo Qingfeng: “Mo Qingfeng, dare you hurt him a cold hair, the emperor of Chu Qiang Kingdom and the princess's father will not let you go! He's the Eight Kings. You don't deserve to kill him! ”

Mo Qing's eyes were as cold as the millennium Cold River, "In my eyes, he was a goddamn man! ”

The person she wants to kill never sees the identity of the other person. If she should kill, there is no room to say.

Chu Muchen listened, hidden under her chest instantly like falling into the abyss, deep eyes quickly flashed a sad color, heart bitter, in her eyes, he is a bloody man?

“In the eyes of this princess, you are a goddamn woman!” Ling also vowed to protect Chu Muchen, she would never let Mo Qingfeng kill the man she loved!

She will be the queen of Chu Muchen and the queen of Chu Qianguo.

“Lingya!” Chu Muchen drank heavily. Lingya's words made him very unhappy. He looked at Mo Qingfeng with complexity. At this time, he had been badly injured. If Nalangyu wanted to kill him, he could no longer resist.

Besides, there is a lonely Zenan.

Ling also chewed on her teeth and looked at Mo Qingfeng with hatred. If there were not two powerful men beside her to protect her, today would be her death!

“Wind, he'll die, but you didn't kill him.” The southerly part of Solitude is gloomy and looks cold at Chu Muchen.

Mo Qingfeng raised his eyes and looked at him in confusion, “Did you kill me? ”

Lonely Zenan lowered her eyes and stared deeply at her pale little face: “If you kill him tonight, the emperors of Chu Qianguo and Yanchuan will not spare you. My lord does not want to risk his life for your tranquillity. ”

It's tranquillity, not tranquillity. By implication, no one can take her life without him. It's just that it's a little difficult for her to live a tranquil life. After all, Chu Muchen is one of the most cherished princes of Emperor Chu Qianguo, and Princess Lingya's beloved man. If Mo Qingfeng killed him, the emperors of both countries would never let her go.

He did not want her life to be restless, her life to be restless, that is, his life to be restless, disturbed by the people of the palace, is not worth it.

Chu Muchen is dying, but not tonight. He doesn't need to be killed by Mo Ching Feng.

“But I can't wait for him to die immediately!” Mo Qingfeng coldly said that he hated the man Chu Muchen.

Lonely Zenan stared deeply at her, pale face, blood on the corner of her mouth, heartache, deep eyes flashed a little pain, this pain flashed, replaced by laughter, she hated Chu Muchen so much, he was very happy!

“Killing him now will only make him happy, and the wind will have to be patient to see how he will survive in pain.” Lonely Zenan said.

Mo Qing frowned, "Painful to live? ”

“Mmm!” replied Xenan, smiling lonely. "Believe in you! ”

His smile was beautiful, his surroundings seemed much brighter, Mo Qing's heart swept away, he smelled his elegant body fragrance, full of killer eyes, gradually becoming gentle.

Somehow, she trusted Lonely Zenan very much.

Looking at Naranjin's eyes next to him, he could see that the always indifferent and cold wind of Mercer was very different for lonely Zenan.

Mo Qing Feng turned his head and looked at Chu Muchen. His voice was extremely cold: “Today I will spare your life!” Then look at Lingya coldly: "You will surely pay for what you have done! ”

Lonely Zenan flew away with her, and the black gown curved beautifully in the air with a hint of freshness emanating from him.

Naranjin took a cold look at Chu Muchen and flew back to the Clean House with him behind lonely Zenan.

Chu Muchen stood there like a mountain, looking in that direction, as their shadow disappeared, thinking that Mo Qingfeng saw lonely Zenan eyes gently, heart like a knife cut pain.

Returning to Qing Xin Palace, Mo Qingfeng lay still on the bed, Chu Muchen's palm, severely broke her heart, lonely Zenan feared that she would hurt other things, let her lie still on the bed.

The heart and meridian are burning like hell, and Mo Ching Wind doesn't want to move.

Lie in bed, Mo Qing's eyes are clear and cold, pale little face is like covering a thin layer of ice, one day she will have to make herself strong, to live better and better in Rosen mainland!

Anyone who tries to hurt her, she pays back twice!

When she's strong, she wants Chu Muchen's life the first time!

Fu Yanxia came in with a bowl of soup medicine and touched Mo Qing's windy face. He couldn't help but feel sorry for himself.

“Miss Mo, Yan Xia fed you medicine.” Fu Yanxia knelt down in front of the bed and looked at her in pain. She knew Mo girl, all dressed up, now lying still on her bed, she could not tell what it felt like.

“What drugs?” She was hurt by the palm wind of Chu Muchen, and she has a strange breath in her body. How can she just take a bowl of medicine soup?

“It's a pill caught by the lonely son. Let Yan Xia fry it for you. ”

“Where is he? ”

“In soaking the ten bodies in the water, waiting for the results with Prince Naran. ”

Mo Qingfeng freaked out: "Soak the body in the water? ”

Fu Yanxia nodded, “The lonely son said to come over later to heal you, Miss Mo, finish your medicine first. ”

After drinking the soup medicine, Fu Yanxia left, Mo Qingfeng closed his eyes to take care of the injuries, but was unable to fall asleep, his body gradually warmed up, some suffering.

“How do you feel?” Suddenly, there was a joyous sound in her ear, Mo Qing wind opened her eyes, lonely Zenan had stood in front of the bed and looked at her with a smile in her eyes.

He was still in that black gown, and Mo Ching Wind discovered that any color was right for him.

The colored gown wore on him, making him noble and cold like an angel. The white gown wore on him, revealing that he was expensive and spotless. The purple gown wore on him, making him even more noble and evil.

“Fever all over.” Mo Qingfeng said softly: “And the burning pain.” Think about it and ask, "Why did you soak those bodies in the water? ”

Lonely Zenan smiled shallow, “I'll heal you first, I'll tell you the truth after the healing. ”

Mo Qingfeng's eyes lit up: “You got the truth? ”

Is he that powerful? Makes him seem like an all-powerful man, knowing everything.