Brother Huang, he has been planning for a long time

The man's eyebrows are as handsome as the moon, his nose is straight and his lips are thin, and his appearance is very handsome.

But his clothes were thin and old-colored, his lips were white, and his eyes were as cold as springs.

This man looked even more difficult to get along with than her Fifth Emperor brother.

Qingchen sighed in his heart.

No matter whether in her previous life or in the time since her rebirth, she had never encountered such a situation.

She was actually pointed at her neck with a sword, her twinkling eyes immediately formed a layer of mist, and her lotus lips pursed slightly, matching her delicate and pink face.

She looked so pitiful and pitiful that it was impossible to kill her.

The man was obviously stunned for a moment, and then said coldly: "Who are you?"

Qingchen looked at him blankly: "Who are you?"

The man reacted, and the sword edge against her neck increased its force, trying to cut open her white and tender skin.

Qingchen immediately panicked.

Thinking that he didn't die under Yue Qingqian's calculations, he didn't die under the sword of this foreign prince because of his troubles.

"Young Master... Young Master, please don't get excited..." After a pause, Qingchen's mind was quickly compiling the reasons why he came here. Then he thought of one thing and said: "I am a maid in this palace. My master's paper kite is broken." The line seems to have fallen here, I... I came here to look for it, if you don’t like me coming to your territory, I will leave immediately."

"Paper kite..." He Lanyan didn't know how many years he had not heard these two words. His thoughts were dazzled for a moment, and then he said with a stern face: "It is clear at a glance that there is no paper kite you are talking about. Leave immediately! "

After saying that, he put away his sword and turned around to walk into the palace.

Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief when the sword pressed against his neck was taken away.

Thinking about what the palace maid said to me just now.

It is said that there is a devil who kills people randomly living in this cold palace.

Now it seems that this man doesn't look like a devil.

After all, no demon is so handsome.

He is handsome, but a little thinner.

This person should be the prince of Xiga Kingdom, right?

Thinking that he was so violent, he must have hated Dongmingguo to the core.

No wonder I heard in my previous life that he would attack Dongming Kingdom shortly after escaping from Dongming Kingdom and returning to Xihe Kingdom.

For the sake of the people of Dongming Kingdom, she could not back down at this time.

Qingchen raised his eyes and looked around at the environment of this cold palace.

It is actually no different from the cold palace next to it.

The courtyard is also full of withered yellow leaves, and there are spider webs everywhere in the palace.

She clicked her tongue and shook her head and followed the man into the hall. There was not even a decent table or chair in the hall.

Father, Father, isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to treat a prince from a foreign country like this?

The man in front of him noticed that Qingchen did not leave, but followed him into the palace. He immediately drew his sword at her with vigilance and swung at her again.

The long sword was pressed against her smooth and white neck again, and Qingchen stopped in her tracks, not daring to move.

"Young master...if you have something to say, please don't just draw your sword and kill people like this, okay?"

"I said, there is nothing you want here, you leave me immediately, otherwise I will kill you with one sword!" The man's tone was cold, and there was already murderous intent in his eyes.

When Qingchen saw this, he knew that he hated the people of Dongming Kingdom, so it was normal for him to have a bad attitude towards him.

It is really not easy to get close to him.

"I'm sorry, sir, I...I'll leave right away!" The voice was soft and soft, and it didn't sound offensive at all.

He Lanyan's eyes dimmed and he put away his sword again.

Qingchen saw that he had saved his life and would come back another day. It was more important to save his life now.

Thinking about it, she returned to the position where she had just fallen without looking back.

This……

She raised her eyes and looked at the palace wall. It was too high.

No wonder it hurt so much when I fell down just now, and now my butt still hurts.

How is she supposed to climb up there?

She was on the other side of the palace wall just now, having moved a wooden table, and it took a lot of effort to get over here.

However, there wasn't even a chair on this side. How could she get up there?

He Lanyan stood in the palace and looked at the woman under the palace wall in the courtyard.

I saw her frowning, standing under the palace wall, sighing, and snorting coldly.

The dog emperor of Dongming Kingdom had carefully chosen such a pitiful woman to come to him.

You still have to pretend that you don’t know any martial arts.

The long sword in his hand had been put down by himself. He Lanyan glanced at the long sword and did not pick it up again.

He wanted to see what this woman was going to do!

Thinking of this, he walked to the courtyard and said coldly to her: "If you still don't leave, do you want to be carried out sideways?"

Qingchen was startled by his sudden deep voice. She looked back at him in panic: "No, sir..."

"You're not leaving yet?"

"I...can't I climb up?" Qingchen felt like she wanted to cry without tears.

She felt that her actions were too reckless at this time.

I came here without any preparation.

He once again ran in front of me to drive me away.

She really wanted to leave, but would the palace wall allow her to leave?

He Lanyan snorted: "How did you come here just now? How can you go back now!"

Qingchen blinked, "When I came here just now, there was a table over there for me to turn over, but now there isn't one here."

He Lanyan stared at her pink face for a long time. There was no trace of calculation in her watery eyes.

This……

It doesn't really sound like lying.

"Show me your hands." He said suddenly.

Qingchen couldn't help but wonder, "Why do you want to look at my hands?"

"If you don't reach out, I'll kill you!" His tone became a little colder.

Qingchen: "..."

It's so scary to talk about murder at every turn.

Are all people in Xihe Kingdom like this?

She secretly cursed in her heart, but she still had to bite the bullet and stretch out her hands.

He Lanyan had been imprisoned in the Dongming Palace for nearly ten years, and he could count the number of people he came into contact with on ten fingers.

But he had never seen such white, tender and beautiful hands.

Her palms were pink and smooth, with clearly visible lines. The fingers were green and green, and there were no traces of work on her palms. It really didn't look like the hands of a palace maid.

but……

It doesn't look like the hands of a martial artist.

Therefore, the woman in front of me does not know any martial arts at all, but she is definitely not an ordinary palace maid!

Thinking of this, murderous intent rose again in his eyes, "Who are you?"

"Ah?" He asked this question again, making Qingchen slightly stunned.

"Although you don't know martial arts, your hands are by no means what a palace maid should have."

"..." I didn't expect that the son of a foreign country who was imprisoned here knew so much.

She hurriedly put away her hands and hurriedly made up a lie: "I...my master is the emperor's favorite ninth princess, and I am the princess's beloved slave. Naturally, I don't have to do heavy work. I have been serving the princess since I was a child. Every day, I help the princess dress and comb her hair, and play and attend classes with her. When the princess is in a good mood, she is also rewarded, so she is certainly not an ordinary palace maid."