The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

Xiao Dong looked iron-green, his hands under his sleeves were tightly gripped, and his body was sharply hurt. He tried several times and failed to get up.

Murong Xue turned a blind eye and said: "Are you the first son of Emperor Nanzhao?"

Xiao Dong suddenly looked up at Murong Xue, and his eyes were burning with fury. He wished to swallow her alive: "What do you mean? Doubt me? Our prince in Nanzhao Kingdom, after birth, will use very special methods to identify the blood, I have already identified it as the biological son of the father and emperor ... "

Murong Xue nodded his head and looked closely at Xiao Dong. I saw his appearance and Xiao Xi, Xiao Nan and Xiao Bei. They had two or three points. They really should be brothers.

But: "The third prince Xiao Xi is highly skilled and admired by all peoples. The sixth prince Xiao Bei has high martial arts skills and talent. The fifth prince Xiao Nan's mentality is very good, but his martial arts are very good. But your second prince is selfish and incompetent. Little as a mouse, talented and unscrupulous, the martial arts are so poor that people dare not to compliment, it is really difficult to make people believe that you and them are brothers ... "

Xiao Dong's face was dark and he was about to drip ink: "Have you never heard that Longsheng has nine sons, which are different? I am not born to the same mother as me, they have different tempers and abilities. What's so strange? "

"Nine sons of Longsheng are talking about their different appearances and personalities, and their ability is so much worse ..." Murong Xue returned to him casually, his eyes flashing unabashedly.

"You ..." Xiao Dong looked dark, staring at Murong Xue fiercely, speechless.

Murongxue turned a blind eye and whispered: "Xiao Xi is a great priest in the shrine. He can no longer be enthroned as an emperor. Xiao Nan is evil in character and unsuitable for emperor. Xiao Bei understands the way of using human beings and is a qualified emperor. But Emperor Nanzhao gave up on him, and it ’s blinding to choose you to inherit the throne ... "

"Shut up, you are not allowed to discredit the father emperor!" Xiao Dong interrupted her words sharply, his eyes burning with anger.

"How can I discredit your father and emperor, I'm ridiculing you for not being ascended to the throne!" Murong Xue said a word, a little bit of sincerity flashed in his cold eyes, and Xiao Dong's chest was stuffy, and a mouthful of blood was almost squirting out. , She even admitted directly that she was mocking him, well, well ...

He stared at Murong Xue bitterly, but saw her looking sideways, not paying attention to him at all. Xiao Dong looked awkwardly, grabbed the long sword that fell to the ground, and pierced her viciously ...

Assault her?Don't limit yourself!

Murongxue's mouth curled up with a cold smile, waved and beat Xiao Dong's long sword in his hand, and suddenly kicked his foot on his chest, kicking him out seven or eight meters away, hitting the wall heavily, straight Sliding down ...

A flash of cold light suddenly flashed over. It was Xiao Dong's long sword that fell from the sky and hit his calf. The sharp blade trembled gently in the sun, reflecting a dazzling light.

Xiao Dong shrieked screamingly through the clouds, resounding through the clouds: "Ah!"

Murong Xue blinked his eyes, which was called taking the blame and taking it for himself ...

"Emperor!" A low call came suddenly, and five men in cloaks descended from the sky, and fell lightly beside Xiao Dong, watching Murong Xue alertly.

Murong Xue sneered, Xiao Dong had just been seriously injured, and the magicians of the Dungeon arrived. It was really timely ...

Xiao Dong's eyes lighted up and he let out a long sigh of relief: "You are here, please help me see the injury."

"Yes." The man in the cloak headed down squatted down and carefully inspected the injury on Xiao Dong's leg: "The long sword went a little bit and did not hurt the bone. Now pull out the long sword for the emperor, and the emperor bears a bit."

"Huh!" Xiao Dong nodded and clenched his sleeves quietly. The man in the cloak grabbed the hilt and pulled it out suddenly, and blood spewed out. The painful Xiao Dong screamed again: "Ah ... "

"Can't you lightly move? I'm going to die." Xiao Dong stared at the man in cloak fiercely, scolding him sharply.

The man in the cloak looked cold: "The long sword pierced the flesh on the leg of the emperor. Even if you are careful, you will feel pain when you pull it out ..."

"Shut up, I'll let you be careful, what you are careful about is, what do you say so much useless nonsense ..." Xiao Dong snorted sharply, his head suddenly dizzy, and he always shook his head hard when watching people. , I do n’t want to. The dizziness is even worse. He blinked hard, but the people were more blurred, and the strength in his body was quickly losing ...

How is this going?Xiao Dong frowned tightly, looking sideways at the man in the cloak that was close at hand. I saw the man also looking at him, and a shock flashed across his eyes: "No, the emperor is poisoned ..."

Murongxue's eyes were stern, and he looked down at Xiao Dong's complexion, his lips were purplish, and it was indeed poisoned. There was a plume of black blood in the wound on his calf, and half of his trouser legs were almost dyed red and black. ...

"What's the matter?" The man in the cloak frowned tightly, and a corner skirt flew from the corner of his eyes. The man's gaze was slightly fixed, and he slowly looked up along the corner of the skirt, and saw Murong Xue's bright and cold face: " It ’s your poison, hand over the antidote! "

Murongxue disdainfully sneered: "This master of magic technique, you can see clearly with your eyes wide open, stabbing Xiao Dong's sword. In addition to the ruby ​​inlaid on the hilt, the dragon is also carved, and the surname of the royal family of Nanzhao , It is the sword of your Xiaozhao emperor Nanzhao. "

Xiao Dong stabbed himself with his own sword. Even if the sword was poisonous, it was smeared by Xiao Dong and had nothing to do with her.

"You have touched this sword just now." The man in the cloak looked at Murong Xue coldly: As long as he touched this sword, he would have the opportunity to apply medicine to the sword ...

Murong Xue raised his eyebrows: "To be honest, I just hit this sword and never touched it!"

"Really?" The man in the cloak glanced at Murong Xue, apparently disbelieving her.

Murong Xue disregarded and said casually: "Believe it or not, as you do, Xiao Dong's complexion is gradually becoming purple, and the sword is not painted with ordinary poison. You'd better take him back to the palace as soon as possible to find a doctor to detoxify If he is late, he may be dead ... "

The man in the cloak looked down at Xiao Dong, and he saw his eyes closed, and Qing Jun ’s face turned bluish-purple at the speed that human eyes can see: "This is ... potently poisonous, doctor, doctor is very difficult to solve, unless Take the antidote refined by the drug maker. "

Murong Xueliang's bright face was slightly gloomy: "Are you sure that the poison on the sword was wiped by me?"

"Isn't it?" The man in the cloak glanced at Murong Xue, his eyes chilling.

"Of course not." Murong Xue retorted unkindly.

"Do you have any evidence to prove that you didn't wipe the poison?" The man in the cloak asked, expressionless.

"Then do you have any evidence to prove that I wiped the poison?" Murong Xue looked at the cloak man and asked coldly.