Evil Prince, Come Play With Me

The Red Wolf nodded and took another man to dig the coffin.

He doesn't understand why the master is so repetitive, but he must be disturbed.

At least he hasn't seen the prince overturn his decision in years.

When the Red Wolf took people to Mount Five Treasures, it snowed heavily again. The snow grew heavier and heavier. The whole Mount Five Treasures was covered with heavy snow, and they stepped down to their knees.

Just up the hill, it got dark.

Wubaoshan is outside the city of Sanshengdu for at least two hours.

Red Wolf, they dug the coffin out at night, and the coffin of Golden Silk Nanwood glistened in the white snow of the night.

The maids who followed him were frightened and white. The Red Wolf and a group of guards had no expression on their faces. They were not afraid of this kind of thing.

It was time to bring the coffin down to the Prince's house together. When he came to the main courtyard, Lu Yingying stood under the half-moon door, full of lunar tooth gown, wearing a snow-white fox joe, the snow fell on him, his eyebrows were full of snow.

The Red Wolf was surprised how long the master stood here.

“Your Royal Highness, people have brought it back. Are you going to bury it now, or...” the Red Wolf asked carefully.

The expression on the master's face is too unusual.

And he wasn't dressed properly. Even on a snowy day, he couldn't get cold enough to wear a fox joe.

He's suddenly afraid of the cold.

Lu Yanjing waved: “Bring people here. ”

The Red Wolf chirped in his heart. Somehow, his heart was heavy.

The more the master repeatedly, the more he felt uncomfortable.

This is obviously irreplaceable.

But why don't you let the Pluto help you come back from the dead?

The Red Wolf dared not ask too many questions, and had the stranger's coffin brought back.

Lu Burning looked at the gorgeous coffin face without expression: “Open. ”

His men dared not ask too many questions, and soon opened the coffin. Lu Yingying walked over to take a look. The stranger's face was powdered and her lips were bright, wearing the latest dress he had given her.

He gave her a lot of clothes, sometimes horseback in the street, and looked at which ready-to-wear shop had nice clothes, and felt right for her.

The clothes he gave her, she would wear them too, often like peaches and plums.

He took off the snow and white fox joe on his body, shook off the snow on it, covered it in his arms for a while and covered it on the shallow child, turning around: “Into the earth all night long. ”

The Red Wolf looked at the back of the master's departure, and it was very unpleasant in his heart.

The white wolf next to him couldn't help but cry out: “Master, I'm afraid I can't bear to see him like this, I'm sad. ”

Isn't that a shame?

Standing in the snow for such a long time, he wore it on his body in order to bring it to his temperature and cover it with a shallow child.

“Burial.” The Red Wolf is steadfast.

Whatever it takes, what the master tells them to do.

Big deal, bury it and dig it up.

They buried the coffin in Merlyn at night. At night, they could not see the pride of Meadow and felt nothing but dark scents.

Su Muwei heard the following reply: “Buried the stranger in Merlyn, and covered her with foxjoe himself. The slave looked at the foxjoe white as if you had asked the Prince for it the previous two years. The Prince said it was given to you by the Father. ”

It doesn't snow very often in winter for three lifetimes, so Foxjoe is not very common.

But generally noble families keep one at home.

In the previous two years, the Emperor had obtained excellent fox fur and made two fox joe magpies, which were extremely precious and gave Lu a photo burner.