"Why do you go back?" She came to sleep with her daughter-in-law, why should she go back?Go back and get a yarn, don't go back!
"His Royal Highness, it's getting late, and I will invite people to gossip."
"Eh, are there fewer people who gossip outside now?" Shi Sheng tilted his head, "I don't care a little more, maybe you promised to marry me because of rumors pressure?"
Even Shen's eyes were dark, "His Royal Highness, it is impossible for me and you, please don't entangle us."
The voice became smaller and smaller in the end. I don’t know why. He even felt distressed, as if he was stuck with a needle and pulled out slowly...
"Why is it impossible?" Without saying one or two or three today, I wouldn't leave.
Lian Shen slowed his breathing, letting that weird pain slow down. He slowly said: "His Royal Highness, Weichen once had blood stained on his hands and countless dead souls, and it is the same now, and it will be the same in the future. My hands are not clean, no Eligible to be with you."
Even if he agrees, His Majesty will not agree.
There is only danger around him.
Shi Sheng reached out his hand and shook it in front of Lian Shen. "Do you think my hands are clean?"
The people I killed could go round the earth hand in hand.
"...Your Royal Highness Jinzhiyuye is naturally clean." Even if you want to deal with some people, you don't have to do it yourself.
Shi Sheng: "..." This time Fengci will go to heaven and lift the table!
Shi Shengmeng grabbed Lian Shen's shirt, pushed him into the study next to it, and pressed it against the door next to it. There was no light in the study, and only a silhouette could be seen vaguely.
"His Royal Highness, what do you want to do?" Lian Shen's voice was still in a hurry, as if at this time he was not suppressed by Shi Sheng.
Shi Sheng sneered, "Do what you love to do."
She reached out and touched Lian Shen's waist, and Lian Shen's hand grasped her hand accurately in a second to prevent her from messing up. "Your Highness, don't force Weichen, you are not Weichen's opponent."
Shi Sheng leaned closer to him, and a warm breath sprayed on his ear. "Really? Then try it. If you win, how can you sleep for Lao Tzu?"
Lian Shen: "..." The princess, how to speak so vulgarly.
The two competed secretly, and even Shen never showed how powerful she was in front of her. This time, Sheng underestimated him.
Perhaps the former Feng Ci made her too much, so that she could not really appreciate his true strength as a villain.
Lian Shen was afraid of hurting Shi Sheng, but he didn't do his best, otherwise he would have thrown Shi Sheng out of the study room.
He didn't know why he was afraid of her injury, it was more like a conditioned reflex behavior, the body's behavior faster than his brain.
"Your Highness, please come back, Weichen does not want to hurt you."
"Don't!" Shi Sheng suddenly kicked at him, and even shocked, she had to let go of her and retreated to the middle of the study.
Shi Sheng directly drew his sword and slashed towards Lian Shen, Han Guang flashed through the study, the light and shadow were heavy, and her figure was like a ghost.
Lian Shen suddenly wondered whether she was going to kill herself... or sleep?
This post clearly wants to kill people and kill them!
The contents of the study were messed up, and most of the things died under Shi Sheng's iron sword.
Lian Shen took Shi Sheng's hand from the side and snatched the Iron Sword from her hand. The voice was slightly cold, "Your Highness, don't make trouble."
Shi Sheng wanted to take the Iron Sword back, and he even slid sideways. Who knew Shi Sheng was staggered by him, he heard her breathing.
"Your Highness?"
No one responded to him. In the dark, her silhouette was blurred and she bent slightly.
Lian Shen didn't dare to approach, and could only stand in the distance and asked, "His Royal Highness, are you okay?"
"It hurts." A subtle voice sounded from the darkness.
Shen Shen sank his head, wondering what to expect, throwing away his sword, stepping forward to pick up Shi Sheng, and striding out of the study room, "Come here!"
Ye Feng came around the corner and saw his son holding Shi Sheng, a little surprised, "Son?"
What are your highness doing with your son in the room?
"Go summon Yu."
Ye Feng hurriedly replied, "Yu Yu did not return."
"Go get me back. If you don't see him in an hour, you don't have to come back." Even Shen Zhoushen exuded a cold, three feet.
Ye Feng's face changed slightly, "Subordinates go here."
"The contents of the study are disposed of, I don't want to see them."
Lian Shen hugged Shi Sheng and quickly passed by Ye Feng.
Ye Feng glanced at the study, it wouldn't be... the thing raised by Master Yu Yu gave His Highness...
God!
Yefeng only thought that one head and two were big. When did Zhao Yu put things in again?Didn't the son throw it out for him last time?
Zhaoyu, you're dead!
Ye Feng closed the door of the study, and it was more urgent to first look for Zhao Yu.
...
Lian Shen hugged Shi Sheng to his room, and with the light, Shi Sheng's face appeared clearly in front of him.
Probably because of the pain, there was some cold sweat on the forehead, but there was not much pain on the face, and the bottom of the eyes was even cold, not fluctuating at all.
He put Shi Sheng on the bed, lifted her dress, checked her legs, and saw blood on one side. He looked at Shi Sheng, "offended His Highness."
Even Shen took off her shoes, rolled up her trouser legs, and on her white calf, two tooth marks were clearly printed, the blood stains oozed out more slowly, and the surroundings had started to go black.
Even Shen carefully checked, the brows were deeper and deeper.
Shi Sheng supported the edge of the bed and looked down at his calf. "What is this? Snake?"
"Zhiyu snake, living in the extreme north, highly toxic... If there is no antidote for an hour, there is no way to return to the sky."
"Oh." Shi Sheng stretched his hand and poked the wound. The edge of the wound was already a bit hard, and it hurt very much.
Ma Gobi, it really hurts every time he meets him.
"Your Highness..." Lian Shen held her hand, "Don't move, Zhao Yu will come back soon, you will be fine."
"It doesn't matter whether you die or not, you don't care anyway." Shi Sheng broke away and continued to poke the wound. This thing seemed to start numbing her nerves, and the pain gradually disappeared.
Shi Sheng's tone was too casual, and he seemed to care little about life and death.
The pain of the needle stick swept through again, this time more rapidly than before.
"Your Highness..." Lian Shen's voice was dry.
"What about my sword?" Shi Sheng asked him sideways, interrupting him just right.
Even Shen's eyes fell, "Wei Chen will take it for you."
When he got up and left the room, Shi Sheng looked at the room. The layout was very simple. There was only him in the room, and more of the landscape paintings he hung on the wall.
Each landscape is different, but each one is very spectacular.
If such a painting is put on the modern plane, it will definitely take a high price.
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