The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

Murongxue's face was somber for a moment, no wonder she felt that she was unconscious, but turned out to be an artificial coma.

"What are you going to do?" Murong Xue wrapped his tight quilt and watched the man alertly.

"Don't be so nervous, I won't hurt you, I just take people's money and eliminate disasters with people!" The silver-faced man said slowly, tasting wine tasting slowly.

Murong Xue's eyes flicked: "What do you mean?"

"Someone gave me ten thousand or two silvers and asked me to sell you to Turks ..." The silver-faced man smiled at Murong Xue slightly.

Murongxue's bright face suddenly darkened. Turkic is a nomadic ethnic group, with a strong folk customs, and many men and women, often a family of several brothers, co-owning a wife, a woman who was sold to Turk, the consequences can be imagined ...

Hua Yinzi hired him, it was so mean and shameless!

"I'll give you 100,000 silver, you let me go!" The silver-faced man is tall and has a thin cocoon in the mouth of the tiger, sharp eyes, steady breathing and long, martial arts, strong internal strength, she just woke up, If he is not his opponent, if he can, he will try not to do so.

The silver-faced man shook his head: "This is not enough. I do business and pay attention to integrity. If I collect other people's money, I will do good things for others ..."

"One million two." Murong Xue's eyes were faint and Shen Sheng raised the price.

The man's eyes lit up, and he shook his head: "No!"

"Ten thousand and twenty thousand!" Murong Xue raised the price again.

The silver-faced man's eyes gleamed with bright light, and two contradictory emotions quickly intersected at the bottom of the eyes. You pressed me, I pressed you. After a long while, he shook his head firmly in Murongxue's expectation: " No way! "

Murongxue's bright face was about to drip out of ink in a dark moment, and stared at the silver-faced man with hate: "You are such a stubborn elm pimple, don't put 10 million or two silvers, don't want to take that one Two thousand ... "

"No, no, I collected more than silver, or integrity ..." The silver-faced man said seriously, his eyes flashing a little joke.

Murongxue sneered contemptuously: "You may not earn 10 million RMB for your hard work. I will give you 10 million RMB, enough for you to worry about food and clothing for a few years. What if you lose a letter?"

"If you can't say that, be honest when you are a man!" The silver-faced man said one word after another, his eyes flashing a little bit of sincerity, and Murongxue was angry: Integrity You are a big head ghost, your integrity is to push people forward In the fire pit, such integrity, despicable and vicious, might as well not ...

"Who is your employer?" Murong Xue looked at the silver-faced man coldly and couldn't escape. She always knew who was the victim.

"This is a secret and cannot be disclosed." The silver-faced man gently shook his head. The appearance of the official business, Murong Xue narrowed his eyes slightly, could not find the identity of the mastermind behind the scenes, and it didn't matter: "Then I give you 100,000 Two silvers, you go and grab that employer and sell it to Turks! "

The silver-faced man drank a bit, and turned his head to look at Murong Xue little by little, his eyes flashing a little surprised and a little surprised.

Murong Xue stared at him angrily, "Why? There is no business to do?"

"Of course not!" The silver-faced man shook his head, stood up slowly, walked slowly to the bed, and stretched his hand to Murong Xue: "Come in with the silver, your business, I took it." He won't be with the silver If you can't get through, there is a business that earns money.

Murong Xue reached out to her sleeves and suddenly realized that she was not wearing an outer skirt, looked around, and saw no trace of the skirt, she could not help asking, "What about my skirt?"

"It's in the stream," the silver-faced man said casually.

Murongxue frowned slightly, and her silver tickets were all put in the sleeve pockets in the skirt. When the skirt was not there, she could not get the silver ticket: "You go to Zhenguohou Mansion, and you need to get the butler Ge Hui for 100,000. Two silver, or go to Xiaoyao Wangfu, and find Ouyang Shaochen 100,000 ... "

The silver-faced man looked gloomy and looked down at Murong Xue: "Murong Xue, if you are a fool, find Ge Hui, Ouyang Shaochen asks for silver, I went to Zhenguo Palace, Xiaoyao Palace, can I still come back? ? "

Murongxue stared at him angrily: "Who made you lose my skirt, and all my silver tickets are there ..."

"Stop, I'm not arguing with you." The silver-faced man interrupted her with a wave of his hand, and looked at her lightly: "You can't get one hundred thousand two silver right now!"

"Huh!" Murong Xue nodded reluctantly.

"Without money, the business is unsuccessful, and I will not catch the behind-the-scenes mastermind for you." The silver-faced man said arrogantly, slowly walking back to the round table and continuing to drink.

Murongxue looked gloomy and stared at the man bitterly, quietly looking out of the window. I saw that there was no one except the vacant land or the vacant land. Even if she yelled loudly, she could not call anyone: "Where is this place?"

"No comment." The silver-faced man said coldly to her.

Murong Xue's face was a little gloomy, staring at him: "How long have I been in a coma?"

"Several hours." The silver-faced man said lightly.

Murong Xue's eyes flicked: "Is this in the city or outside the city?"

The silver-faced man with his eyes closed, did not speak.

Murong Xue said angrily: "This range is so wide. If you talk about it, what does it matter, and it doesn't make you say the specific location ..."

"In the city." The silver-faced man responded impatiently.

Murongxue's eyes lit up and his eyes flashed a meaningful meaning: It's really good that he hasn't left the city yet ...

"You smile so weirdly, wouldn't you be thinking of a way to escape?" The silver-faced man raised his eyebrows at Murong Xue, his eyes glimmering darkly.

Murong Xue shook his head and smiled slightly: "I don't need to run away, because you can't get out of the capital ..."

The man's eyes flashed: "What do you mean?"

"When you caught me in the stream, you didn't see clearly. Who was standing on the shore?" Murong Xue looked at the silver-faced man with a smile ...

The silver-faced man's eyes narrowed slightly, and the handsome snow-clad man appeared in front of him. He was Ouyang Shaochen, the son of Xiaoyao Wangshi ...

"If I am not wrong, the city gate has been sealed, and you can't fly your wings." Murong Xue raised his eyebrows and looked at the man, his eyebrows ridiculed ...

As if to confirm Murongxue's words, a little man hurriedly ran outside the door, and across the door, Shen Sheng reported: "Son, the city gate is closed, no one can enter and leave at will ..."

The silver-faced man had a dull complexion, waved his hand back and flicked the little servant, and there was a meaningful flash in his dark eyes ...

Murongxue was in a good mood, looking at him with a smile, irritatingly: "Catch someone, don't leave Beijing immediately, and still delay in the capital, here you are chirping with me, you are really drunk ..."