Jun Qingxuan looked at Liangsheng with some concern, “Don’t think anything, this should just be a coincidence.”
Coincidence?
The corners of Liangsheng’s lips hooked up into a cold smile, and with a flutter of his sleeves, he lifted his foot and left the room.
Seeing this, Jun Qingxuan immediately followed out in worry, and Binglan and Ying’er and the others followed.
Jiang Yi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with a bitter smile.
He could almost foresee a miserable time for him.
The entrance to the Ghost King’s mansion.
“Your Majesty.”
Seeing Yan Mor Calamity, Feng Siluan immediately rushed over like the wind, “Did you come out to pick me up on purpose?”
Looking at Feng Si Luan’s shy little appearance, the corner of the car driver’s lips involuntarily twitched.
This Princess of the Rising Sun has a problem with her head, or a problem with her eyes, his family’s king has obviously just come back from outside, which eye of hers saw again that he came out to pick her up on purpose.
Yan Mor Calamity also had an expression of looking at an idiot.
Qin Spinning and Painting Mian, on the other hand, was full of embarrassment, but it was Feng Si Luan, who had nothing else in her eyes but two big love hearts.
“Stranger Calamity, you are so good to me.”
Feng Si Luan said shyly while hugging onto Yan Mor Calamity’s arm.
The icy cold aura was instantly released, and Yan Mor Calamity coldly drew back his arm.
Feng Si Luan pouted in aggravation, but after seeing Liang Sheng, she instantly changed her face. Changing into a shy look, she resumed hugging Yan Mor Calamity’s arm, snuggling up to him in a bird-like manner.
“Stranger Calamity, thank you for picking me up.”
The petulant voice wasn’t very high, but it fell right into the ears of the person in front.
Yan Mor Calamity’s eyes flashed with a touch of murderous aura, and the hand that he wanted to draw out was instantly stopped after seeing the figure in front of him.
Liangsheng’s face was pale, his hands were clenched into fists, his long nails sunk deep into his palms but he didn’t feel any pain.
Jun Qingxuan’s face didn’t look too good either, and she glared at Yan Mor Calamity complainingly.
What’s the matter with this sixth brother, letting the Princess of the Rising Sun live in the Ghost King’s mansion is just a matter of fact, and even personally went to pick her up, which is not intentionally letting the sixth younger sibling feel bad?
Seeing Yan Mor Calamity did not push himself away, Feng Si Luan’s eyes lightly turned, secretly pleased, his body even more to Yan Mor Calamity’s body, but his eyes were provocatively looking at Liangsheng.
Liang Sheng ignored Feng Si Luan and looked at Yan Mor Calamity with unblinking eyes.
Yan Mor Calamity’s eyes flickered lightly, tightly squeezing his fists, but he didn’t dare to glance over to Liang Sheng’s side.
Looking at Yan Mor Calamity, who kept his eyes downcast, Liangsheng laughed, and his laugh was exceptionally bleak.
Without a second thought, he turned and took a step away.
This is not her Yan, her Yan is not like this …
Looking at Liang Sheng’s lonely back, Yan Mor Calamity’s heart ached to the point of suffocation.
Jun Qingxuan worriedly looked at Liang Sheng, then at Yan Mor Calamity and Feng Si Luan, and was also furious, hating Yan Mor Calamity and glaring at him, then chasing after Liang Sheng.
Bing Lan and Ying’er also blessed Yan Mor Calamity and followed along to chase after Liang Sheng.
Yan Mor Calamity expressionlessly drew back his hand, “Mind your hands, and the next time, they won’t need to stay.”
Yan Mor Calamity’s voice is very light, very but cold to the bone, but also with Sen Sen killing gas, but Feng Siluan scared.
Without even looking at Feng Siluan, Yan Mor Calamity directly entered the mansion.
Seeing this, Jiang Yi immediately followed.
Everyone left, leaving Feng Si Luan’s master and servant alone.
Feng Si Luan was embarrassed, but the more Yan Mor Calamity spoke coldly to her and ignored her, the more she wanted to get his heart.
“Pack your things and come in with the palace.”
Feng Si Luan phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, this world has not she Feng Si Luan can not go to the place, there is no she Feng Si Luan can not deal with the man.
“Yes.”
Qin Spun and Painted Mian immediately carried down all the large and small pieces from the carriage.
Nanyuan.
“Don’t even follow me.”
Glancing back at Binglan and Ying’er, Liangsheng turned around and headed up the back mountain without looking back.
Bing Lan and Ying Er looked at each other and were at a loss.
Looking at Liang Sheng’s back, Jun Qingxuan had a worried look on her face as she turned her eyes to Bing Lan and Ying’er and said, “You guys follow from afar.”
“Yes.”
Binglan and Ying’er immediately answered and followed Liangsheng far away up the back mountain.
“Be sure to take care of your royal consort.” Jun Qingxuan worriedly followed with two steps and raised her voice to shout.
Looking at Jun Qingxuan, who was filled with anxiety, Shui Yun and Shui Xiang glanced at each other, and the two of them stepped forward, supporting one on the left and the other on the right.
“Your Highness is in no hurry, the Ghost Princess will be fine.”
“Hey!”
Jun Qingxuan sighed lightly as she looked at the fading back.
East Court.
Yan Mor Calamity had just entered the courtyard and directly ripped the robe off his body and threw it back.
Jiang Yi caught it narrowly, but was puzzled.
“Burn it for this king.” The icy voice seemed to be mixed with a touch of anger.
Jiang Yi froze, then thought of something and secretly skimmed his lips.
The king really has a serious cleanliness fetish, and other than the princess, no other woman can be touched.
“Bang,” the door to the room was slammed hard, followed by the angry roar, “Fetch water.”
“Yes.”
Jiang Yi returned to his senses and immediately went out holding the clothes, only to encounter the three masters and servants of Feng Si Luan who were coming towards the East Garden.
“See you, Princess.” Jiang Yi immediately saluted.
“Where is Butler Jiang heading?”
Glancing at the clothes Jiang Yi was holding in his hands, Feng Si Luan frowned slightly.
“His Highness wants to bathe, so he asked his old slave to fetch water.” Jiang Yi bowed and reported truthfully.
Feng Si Luan’s eyes brightened up at the words, and a picture of a beautiful man taking a bath instantly crossed his mind.
Painted Mian saw this and immediately stepped forward and said, “This is the clothes that the king has changed into, right, give the slave girls to wash them.”
Painted Mian said, about to pick up the clothes in Jiang Yi’s hand.
Jiang Yi which dared to let painting Mian touch the clothes, immediately took a step back and said, “This is the king’s clothes are good, but the king did not let wash, only let burned.”
Fortunately did not touch, now is already to be turned into ash, which if it really touched, maybe even ash can not have.
In fact, Jiang Yi also intentionally put the words so clear, who let this princess came to their princess to be angry, how also have to return some gas to her not.
Sure enough, when Feng Si Luan heard this, she was instantly furious, her smoldering phoenix eyes glaring at Painted Mian in a gloomy manner.
Mian Mian immediately retreated behind Feng Si Luan sheepishly.
Feng Si Luan clenched her fists and looked embarrassed.
Damn it, to burn clothes and bathe after just touching him like that, does he hate her that much?
Hmph, he doesn’t like her to touch him, so she’s still going to touch him.
With a toss of her sleeves, Feng Siluan headed to the East Garden.
“Princess wants to enter the East Garden, allow the old slave to report first.” Jiang Yi saw this and immediately stopped.
“Report what, the palace this palace are into, a small east garden this palace fell into not.”
Feng Si Luan snorted coldly and raised her foot to enter the East Garden, but in the next second, she was bounced out by a powerful force.
“Ah …”
“Boom.”
The mournful scream was followed by the sound of something heavy hitting the ground.
“Ouch …”
Feng Si Luan held her waist, so painful that she couldn’t straighten up.
Looking at Feng Siluan, who was lying on the ground and wailing, Jiang Yi secretly skimmed his lips.
Does this princess really think that his Ghost King’s Mansion is accessible to just anyone? If it wasn’t for the fact that His Highness had solved many of the mansion’s formations for the Princess, this princess would have died a million times over.
“Princess!”
Qin Spun and Painted Mian were startled and immediately ran over to help Feng Si Luan up.
Feng Si Luan unwillingly pushed away Qin Spinning and Painting Mian and shouted towards the courtyard, “Mor Calamity, I’m Si Luan, let me in.”
“Get out!”
A berserk roar sounded out, causing Jiang Yiqin Spinning and the others to shake in unison.
Feng Si Luan was also taken aback.
“Jiang Yi, if you don’t want to die, go and fetch water for this king.” Berserk’s voice was filled with impatience.
“Yes.”
Jiang Yi immediately answered, and then couldn’t care less about Feng Siluan and the others, holding Yan Mor Calamity’s clothes, he hurriedly went to the kitchen.
Feng Si Luan was so angry that she stomped her feet, but there was nothing she could do.
In the end, it was still Qin Spun who went to Jiang Yi, and only then did Jiang Yi lead a few people into the North Garden.
As soon as she entered the North Garden, Feng Siluan covered her nose with a handkerchief with a disgusted face.
Qin Spun and Painted Mian were also waving their hankies in disgust.
“Butler Jiang are you teasing my princess, where is this a place for people to live?”
Jiang Yi was instantly unhappy at the words, “What are the two girls saying, how dare the old slave tease the princess, this is the North Court, a guest court for honored guests.”
Hearing “guest”, Feng Siluan’s face became ugly.
“Just here, and an honored guest?” Painted Mian snorted with a disdainful expression.
This kind of dirty and messy place, it was them, the slave girls and maidservants who didn’t even bother to live in it, not to mention how they, princesses of a thousand gold, could live in such a place.
Jiang Yi sniffed and secretly rolled his eyes.
“Whether the girl believes it or not, this is indeed the guest court, it just hasn’t been cleaned for years.”
Painted Mian’s almond eyes glared and she immediately inserted her waist and said, “Then don’t quickly send someone to clean it up.”
Jiang Yi raised an eyebrow, “I’m sorry, there are no subordinates in the royal residence, the cleaning matter can only bother the two girls, later on, the old slave will send living supplies.”
Jiang Yi said and turned to walk away, so angry that Painted Mian and Qin Spun stomped their feet.
After taking a few steps, Jiang Yi turned back.
“By the way, the Ghost King’s Mansion has never entertained any guests, so this North Court has also never been inhabited, so please be careful at night, Princess.”
After Jiang Yi finished speaking, he bowed and retreated without waiting for Feng Siluan to speak.
“What does this mean?” Qin Spun looked at Jiang Yi’s back and frowned.
An overcast wind blew through, swirling up a field of dead grass and leaves.
Painted Mian couldn’t help but shrink her neck, “It can’t be that this Ghost King’s Mansion, has ghosts at night.”
The word “ghost” adds to the gloomy atmosphere of the place.
Feng Si Luan’s heart trembled, but she forced herself to be calm, “What are you talking about, don’t pack up your things yet.”
Night, backwoods.
Liangsheng lay on the big tree, looking at the full moon in the sky, and couldn’t help but reach out.
Father, Mother, are you all right?
Picking up the Ice Specter Jade Flute and bringing it to his lips, the melodious tune poured out.
The sound of the flute is lingering and poignant, as if telling the lingering love between men and women, but also seems to be pouring out a belly full of grievances and sorrows.
Binglan and Ying’er, who were in the distance, looked at the woman who was like a fairy under the moonlight and could not help but wet the corners of their eyes.
Is the person too beautiful, or is the tune too sad.