The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

Dongfang Mo disdainfully hummed: "Maybe you have been hooked up as a traitor when you didn't know it in this palace ..."

"Dongfang Mo, you are simply unreasonable ..." The concubine interrupted her words with a terrible look.

Dongfang Mo turned a blind eye and looked at the concubine, even mocking: "This palace is unreasonable? Who can reason? Miss Li from the Shangshu family in the criminal department, or Miss Zhang from the general family? Or, Miss Yang from the Taifu family?"

A thick frustration flashed through the eyes of the concubine: "Dongfang Mo, what exactly do you want?"

"No, I just want to tell you that you are my Dongma Mo's pony one day, and you will be a person in this palace for life. Except this palace, you are not allowed to have intimate contact with other women. Anyone who hooks up with your humeizi, this palace It will be solved one by one, and the local fox spirit in front of him is no exception. "Dongfang Mo turned his wrist, and the long whip in his hand hit the daughter without mercy ...

"Daughter" lighter toes, fat body instantly reached four or five meters away ......

Dongfang Mo's long whip hit the air, sharp eyes narrowed: "It turned out not to be an ordinary pariah, but a master of martial arts. It was really a windfall, and someone came to arrest her parents."

"Yes!" The palace guards took their orders, pulled out their swords around their waists, and stabbed at the middle-aged and middle-aged couple.

The middle-aged couple glanced at each other, pulled out the special long hairpins with their hair plugged in, and rushed toward the palace guards. In an instant, a fierce fighting sounded on the silent street, and the people entering and leaving the city screamed Running around, the whole Nancheng Gate was in chaos ...

Murong Xue was sitting in the carriage, looking at the middle-aged couple surrounded by heavy, and the 'daughter' who fought fiercely with Dongfang Mo, but couldn't help but sighed: "I thought they could go back to Beijing quietly and quietly. Found……"

"They have entered the city, and it doesn't matter if they are discovered by Dongfang Mo. They can't find it in the secret courtyard of Dongfangli." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly.

Murongxue frowned as he heard: "There are nearly a hundred imperial guards and nearly a hundred palace guards, but they have only three people. Whether they can escape from these people is unknown, and they are hiding in a secret courtyard ..."

"You can think of ways to help them escape." Shaochen Ouyang said lightly.

Murongxue frowned slightly, the martial arts of these three people can only be considered ordinary, and it was not easy for them to escape to the heavens surrounded by nearly a hundred guards and palace guards ...

"Bang!" The violent noise sounded, it was "Daughter" accidentally hit Murong Xue's carriage, his clothes were ragged, his body was covered with scars, and a little blood was drawn from the wound Seeped out, dyed red shirt ...

"Brush" the strong wind breaking sound from far and near, Dongfang Mo was holding a long whip, and he swung it fiercely, and he was about to swing it on his "daughter". whip.

Only the sound of "Bang!", The two whips collided, and the people on the carriage stood steadily. Dongfang Mo was shocked and took three or four steps to stand still. He stared at the carriage resentfully: "Who is here?" Inside? Don't hide your head, get out. "

Murong Xue raised his eyebrows, lifted the curtain and walked out, looking at Dongfang Mo with a smile: "Second Princess, don't come unharmed."

Murong Xue wore a sapphire blue men's clothing, slender figure, dusty appearance, standing there quietly, just like an excellent ink painting, he could see Dong Mo's eyes: "You are ... Murong!"

"Well!" Murong Xue nodded: she came in a hurry, without makeup, and she is now what she was.

"Are you with them?" Dongfang Mo's beautiful eyes narrowed fiercely.

"That's right!" Murong Xue replied casually.

"Rogues and thieves, everyone is to blame. Hugh blames the palace for being merciless." Dongfang Mo snorted and lashed at Murong Xue with a lash in his hand.

Murongxue showed no signs of weakness, jumped forward, and swayed the long whip in his hand. In an instant, he saw a red and blue slender figure staggered back and forth, coupled with a brown and gray long whip, dazzled.

Ouyang Shaochen was sitting in the car, sipping lightly on the tea, ignoring the noise around him, and his deep eyes kept falling on Murongxue.

The concubine stood in an inconspicuous corner, and the clear eyes passed through the heavy crowd and landed on Murong Xue and Dongfang Mo, his eyes flashing a look that others could not understand.

The oriental foam whip method is excellent, and the moves are endless. Murongxue's whip method is simple, but every time it works, the two of them do not take a moment, and they pass a few tricks, from the carriage, to the stall, and then to the shop ... …

'Ding Dong!Jingle!'Clear sound sounded, it was the iron shop's craftsmen who were hitting the iron, and they saw Murong Xue and Dongfang Mo who had been hitting all the way. The craftsmen twitched their lips and hurriedly avoided.

The fire in the iron furnace was very hot, and the residual sword in the iron furnace was reddened, and a little closer, you can clearly feel the thick burning.

The corner of Dongfang Mo's mouth curled up with a weird smile, and the long whip was wrapped around a residual sword, dragging the long sword, and struck Murongxue. The residual sword was burning red, and it seemed to be vaguely vague. Far away Qingyan, unspeakable danger ...

Murong Xueliu frowned, flicked the sword suddenly, and hit the residual sword, only to hear the sound of 'snapping', the residual sword was beaten back, and hit Dongfang Mo's forehead heavily.

The crisp voice of "Zi" accompanied by the smell of burnt skin, and the screams of the oriental foam penetrated the clouds, resounding through the clouds: "Ah!"

Murongxue snorted coldly, slamming her whip onto Dongfang Mo's chest, and tilted her to the iron melting furnace. Her silk sleeves hung into the iron furnace, and it instantly caught fire, burning and white skin burning. It's hot, she beat the flames in a panic, and screamed sternly: "Help ... Help! ..."

"Princess ... Princess ..." The guards hurried over, grabbed the bucket on the ground, and poured their faces towards the east foam ...

The turbid water poured from the head to the feet, extinguished the flames on her arms, but the white and tender skin on her arms was burned out, a large piece of blood was burnt in the burnt black, and it was very oozing, and there was a wound on her forehead. , Red and gorgeous, the skin was burned off, reflecting her pale face, very scary ...

The palace dress on her body was also wet with water splashing, clinging to her body, and the hair bun was messed up. A drop of sewage with iron smell dripped from the hair and flowed down the cheek, looking very embarrassed ...

Dongfang Mo's eyes were crimson, and he looked up at Murong Xue little by little, and the burning blaze at the bottom of his eyes seemed to swallow her alive: "Come here, break Murong's body!"