The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

Everyone's suspicious eyes fell on the woman in powder clothes.

The pink-clothed woman frowned slightly, and by the hand of the old princess Jing, she failed to get rid of Murongxue. Murongxue was really powerful. Now, she burned the fire to herself, and she solved it herself.

The woman looked at Murongxue with a cold eye: "Murongxue framed the saint in the shrine, but you can afford to die ..."

"Of course I can afford it, because I haven't framed you at all. Every word and every word I say is a fact ..." Murong Xue said lowly, with a weird smile at the corner of his mouth, which saw the woman's eyelids She jumped violently, with a very bad hunch in her heart: Did she find any evidence to prove that she was not a holy lady?

"I heard that the mark of the lotus will be printed on the eyebrows of every saint in the shrine. That was the moment they became saints, given by the gods in the shrine, but is it true?" Murong Xue's cold voice was slow. When it sounded, the woman secretly relaxed and nodded gently: "Of course it is true." There was a lotus mark on her eyebrows.

"I also heard that once this mark is printed, it will not be erased for life ..." Murong Xue's eyes were cold.

"Of course." The woman nodded again: "The lotus mark is the mark of the saint of the shrine. Once it is printed on the forehead, no matter it is washed with water or medicated, it will not be erased. It will be printed on the brow of the saint for life, even if The virgin passed away, it will not disappear ... "

"Then I will look at the lotus mark between your eyebrows, will you follow you for a lifetime." Murong Xue smiled slightly, the potion splashed in his hand, and it spattered directly into the woman's eyebrows.

The woman only felt hot between her eyebrows, like a fire, the lotus seal disappeared without a trace at the speed of human eyes ...

"The lotus seal is gone, there is no more, there is really no ..."

"She is really a fake, not a true saint ..."

"Yeah, yeah, big scammer, we have all been scammed by her ..."

Everyone talked about it, staring at the woman bitterly, the burning blaze at the bottom of her eyes, wishing she would be swallowed alive.

The woman hurriedly took out a small bronze mirror. I saw the woman in the bronze mirror. The skin between her eyebrows was snowy, smooth and delicate. The lotus seal was completely gone: "How is this possible?"

The lotus mark on her eyebrows was printed with a very special method, and it can't be washed with water, and the potion can't be washed ...

Murongxue disdain sneered, what a special technique, is not tattoos, use a special needle to pierce the pattern of the lotus imprint, and then drop a shiny color in the pinhole to form the lotus imprint, which can not be washed off with water or medicine, but Once it encounters a potion specially designed for tattooing, it will disappear without a trace ...

In the 21st century, many young men and women love tattoos, and some also like to change new patterns frequently. Therefore, the potion for washing tattoos was born. The formula of the potion is not difficult. Murong Xue turned back and used the existing ones on his body. Pills, a bottle was soon made ...

"Do you dare to say that you are a saint in the shrine?" Murong Xue raised her eyebrows at the woman, her eyes frowning.

The woman coldly Murong Xue: "You must have done your hands and feet in the potion before erasing the lotus mark between my eyebrows ..."

"It was n’t you saying that the real lotus mark was given by God, and it ca n’t be erased no matter what potion you use. You can erase it. It ’s enough to show that your lotus mark is fake and you ’re not a holy lady "" Murong Xue raised her eyebrows and looked at the woman, her eyes frowning.

The woman choked, staring at Murong Xue, unable to speak.

"She pretends to be the Holy Lady of the Shrine and lie to us ..."

"Yeah, yeah, it's awful ..."

"It's not enough for civilians to be angry without beating her ..."

The people were angry and rushed forward like a tide, and surrounded the woman in the middle. You punched me, and I punched her with a punch ...

The woman's face was gloomy, and she stab her swords at the people. The people who ran in the front were stabbed by her ...

Murongxue flicked his finger, a silver needle flew out, and hit the woman's wrist heavily. The woman's hand shook, and the long sword in his hand dropped to the ground, and the people's fists fell unhindered. After her body, the scream of sorrow penetrated the clouds and resounded through the clouds: "Ah!"

Murongxue stepped back a few steps away from the battlefield, bathed in sunlight, and looked cool and pierced, looking coldly through the crowd, looking at Princess Jing not far away: "Princess Jing, you should always understand the truth now. Right? "

Murongxue's voice was light, and when she heard the unspeakable pride and ostentation in the ear of Princess Jing, she looked slightly gloomy: "But it's just a fluke, what can I show off ..."

"I don't dare to show off, just want to let Princess Jing know that you look at people's eyes, and they make people dare not compliment ..." The last few words, Murong Xuela's long tail, a strong sarcasm is self-evident.

Princess Jing ’s complexion was about to drip out of ink in a dark moment, and he snarled loudly: "Shut up ..."

Murong Xuexue narrowed his eyes slightly: "Lao Jing, you are not qualified to teach me indiscriminately ..."

"I'm your elder, why didn't you have the qualification to teach you?" Princess Lao Jing yelled.

"There are no surnames among our relatives and friends in Zhenguo's Mansion ..." Murongxue's light and fluttering voice revealed unspeakable ridicule and disdain.

The old princess Jing is gloomy, her surname is Lu, her natal family Lu and Zhenguohou are really nothing, but now she is the old princess of Jingwang: "Jingwang and Zhenguo are the best friends of the world. Your parents are naturally friends ... "

"Do you remember that Zhenguhou Palace and Jingwang Palace are world friends? I thought our two palaces were world feuds. When you saw me, you were either picky or mocking ..."

Every time Murong Xue and Princess Jing were met, they were all lip service. When the original owner met with Princess Jing, he was not calm. At that time, the original owner was still a few years old, and his parents were newly mourned. Every time he met Princess Jing, he would be reprimanded. Even if she didn't say anything and did nothing, Princess Lao Jing could find a variety of reasons to turn her dizzy head.

The original owner is young and does not know how to resist, nor will he resist. He has been miserably trained every time. There is no pitiful, only pitiful ...

The old princess Jing coldly looked at Murongxue, her bright face, lacquered eyes, and coincided with someone in her memory, her sharp eyes chilled out: "You are really disgusting ..."

Murongxue's eyes were cold: "I see each other, and I feel very disgusted with Princess Jing. As long as you are there, I feel that the air around me is polluted. I just hate that there is no purifier in this world, so I will The place where the old princess Jing appeared was purified once, so as to avoid eating in disgust ... "