This Princess, Lu Ziye, Deserves To Be Favored!

The last one that Xiao would never do was on the battlefield.

It means that his appearance is too handsome, and he can't see the murderousness and sharpness of a **** of war from all over his body.

Later, the man was cut off by his sword, and the grave grass should be several feet high now.

Xiao Jue stared at the snow-white neck of the woman in front of him with a half-smile but not a smile. Such slender and soft beauty should be easily broken.

Someone seemed not to feel the killing intent at all. He stretched out his beautiful neck and continued, "If I were you, I wouldn't make fun of myself."

"You seem to have forgotten one thing." Xiao Jue reminded 'kindly': "Your Majesty has decreed marriage, and if nothing happens, you will marry this king soon."

"Oh, is that so?" Tsing Yi didn't even shake her brows, "You want to marry me?"

"I don't want to." Xiao Jue's words suddenly stopped, and he suddenly took a step forward. The distance between the two of them was close at hand, and when he lowered his jaw, he could touch her forehead, "That was in the past, as for now...hehe , This king thinks it is not bad to promise His Majesty's marriage."

Tsing Yi raised his head without fear when he heard the words, his eyes were cold, but Xiao Jue's eyes also showed no warmth, "If you want to marry, it depends on whether this palace is willing to marry or not!"

Xiao Jue tilted his head and slowly approached her.

From a distance, when the two of them were entangled with their necks and their lips were almost close to each other, the man's breath brushed past her face, landed on her ear, and spit out two words: "Try it?"

With disdain and provocation.

Much like a female hooligan who left after sleeping.

Tsing Yi narrowed dangerously.

meow —

A piercing cat meow suddenly came from the slanted thorn, and a round figure bounced like lightning, with its claws aimed at Xiao Jue's handsome face.

Just as the cat's claws approached, Xiao Jue's body flashed strangely, and he wrapped his arms around the slender waist of the woman in front of him, wrapping her and retreating to the side. The long arm stretched out and grabbed a fat man who was in free fall after being thrown into the air.

Tsing Yi looked at the fat cat who was so easily caught by the back of his fate, and rolled his eyes: "This crap!

"Is it comfortable to hold?" She raised her beautiful eyes, her charming smile was vicious, and if she raised her foot, it was a knee bump.

Xiao Jue stepped back calmly, neatly and dashingly, while pushing her away, he threw the fat cat onto her. Every move, every move, and every move is exactly the same as when Tsing Yi threw the cat at him yesterday.

The fat cat didn't dare to stretch out its claws at her, and was thrown over like a sandbag, only Tsing Yi's cold eyes and claws greeted it.

"Huh." And the man's hateful laughter.

Xiao Jue said meaningfully, as if he was talking about a fat cat, but his eyes were fixed on her: "It's really... a little beast with sharp teeth and claws."

Tsing Yi held the fat cat in his hands, his eyes became colder, and his smile grew brighter.

The fat cat was shivering with excitement in her hands. It knew that when Tsing Yi showed such a perverted smile, it meant that someone was over!

Damn little white face, dare to scratch the back of the neck of the master, you are finished!

After a long silent confrontation.

The cool wind swept towards him, with a hint of embarrassment.

The smile on Tsing Yi's face was so stiff for a moment, her eyes flashed with surprise and disbelief, but soon returned to her usual arrogance and arrogance.

"You can roll."

When these five words came out, the fat cat was the first to be dumbfounded. What do you mean? Just let this little white face go? It's all ready to devour this delicious soul!

Xiao Jue didn't miss the momentary change in her eyes, but he didn't get closer, just left a meaningful sentence, "The dead palace maid is called Shaoyao."

After he left, Tsing Yi immediately closed the door of the palace.

The fat cat landed on four paws, and meowed angrily: "That little white face is so arrogant, you **** him!"

After a long while, it heard a weird sneer, "It doesn't move."

The fat cat shook violently, and his pupils narrowed into a straight line. The smile on the woman's face on the opposite side made her hair stand up so strangely, "What do you mean by not moving?"

Tsing Yi rubbed his hand with a cold and inexplicable smile, "It means that the old lady's illusions don't work for him!"

The fat cat heard that she brought out the self-proclaimed "old lady" and knew that Tsing Yi was on the verge of going crazy. What was even more terrifying than that was what she meant.

"How can it not work? He is just a mere human race! You are the ghost king!"

"Yeah, how can a human race resist the illusion of this seat?" Tsing Yi's eyes became brighter and brighter, and there was an unspeakable evil spirit between his brows, like a leopard who had been tricked and discovered it again. Like an interesting prey, he giggled: "Either his willpower is stronger than ghosts and gods, or that guy has a treasure hidden in him. Interesting, heh, very interesting..."

The fat cat heard her muttering like a god, and her scalp was about to explode.

"Why didn't I find this on the day I slept with him?"

Tsing Yi rubbed his chin, his anger came and went quickly, and his face was full of excitement at this moment.

But the fat cat knew the result of the woman's excitement, and suddenly felt a little pity for the regent.

The female Hades of the Tsing Yi Temple is even more difficult to deal with when she is crazy than a kid!

"Forget it, I don't understand, I will try it later." Tsing Yi suddenly smiled charmingly at the fat cat, and a bad premonition struck the cat's heart.

"I'm going to lie down for a while, and you'll call me later when I have dinner."

"Lie down again?" The fat cat jumped onto the bed, although this dead woman was lazy when she was in the Yin Si, but she wasn't so lazy? And the distress on Tsing Yi's face was real, not just a snooze.

Tsing Yi half-opened her beautiful eyes, yawned, and sneered: "This person is too weak, he can't sleep with just a little mana, he still has to think of a solution."

"Who called you a ghost king, ordinary people can't stand the strength of your spirit. Take it easy during this time, don't use mana too often." The fat cat licked the meat pad and said, "Don't drop the chain at the critical moment."

"Oh, it's impossible." Tsing Yi muttered arrogantly, turning over and falling asleep again.

She fell asleep here, but the air pressure in Yikun Palace was extremely low.

Empress Du's face was sinking as she listened to the report from the palace staff, "Xiao Jue entered the palace to find Chu Qingyi? When did it happen?"

"Not long ago, Empress, the Prime Minister was stopped outside the gate of the Regent's Palace. Who would have thought that Xiao Jue would enter the palace privately, the guildmaster princess, this is not easy!" Wang Shun replied strangely.

Queen Du's face was gloomy and uncertain, "The identity of the palace maid has also been found out?"

"Except for a few people who went out of the palace to buy purchases or disappeared long ago, almost all of them have the same number, but there is one old slave who thinks it is very strange."

"Ok?"

"Shaoyao, the maid in charge of the palace beside the eldest princess... is also gone."

"It's Chu Qingyi again?!" Empress Du's eyes narrowed, "Send someone to Qianqiu Palace and call her to this palace!"