Chapter 1859 The Assassin Wife of the King of Nanzhao (40)

Golden Palace.

The lights were bright all around, and the whole palace was warm. Standing at the door, one could smell the aroma of dragon incense.

"Princess Consort, please come this way--"

Luo Qingchen nodded lightly and walked into the palace.

Mu Hanche was half leaning on the soft couch, wearing a golden robe, half-squinting his eyes with endless indifference and coldness.

A woman was leaning on his arms. She was wearing a translucent water-blue Bai Yu Mo Yan skirt, barefoot, with three thousand black hair hanging down, looking charming and charming.

The original owner was very impressed with this person.

So much so that when Luo Qingchen saw her for the first time, his heart unconsciously trembled.

"Princess Consort, we really haven't seen each other for a long time." Mu Hanche picked up the wine glass at hand and drank it all, saying: "How have you been these days?"

A very faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, but it gave people such a cold feeling.

Every word was as cold as a thousand years of ice.

Luo Qingchen thought about it, should he use the tone that the original owner used to speak to him, or his usual tone.

After thinking for three seconds, Luo Qingchen decided to use his usual tone!

After all, the protagonist of this plane is her, and she is no longer the original owner!

She can avenge her and fulfill her wishes, but she can't express her love with thoughts on her behalf.

"Yeah." She just nodded gently, her eyes were as calm as water, and she couldn't see any emotional fluctuations.

Mu Hanche narrowed his eyes, clenched his right hand tightly, and his slender fingertips made a crisp "click".

He was expressing his anger in another way. He thought she could understand, but she seemed... not to understand.

She should understand him, and every time at this time she should know that he was angry...

But now, why is she so indifferent, and there is no attachment in her clear eyes.

Could it be... that she really fell in love with the prince of Nanzhao?

Ridiculous, really ridiculous!

Since the day she entered Mu Country at the age of nine, she had never disobeyed her orders. No matter who she killed, she never hesitated.

But this time, not only did she not kill Nan Yisheng, but she really married him and became his crown princess.

His heart was as heavy as a big stone blocking his chest, suffocating him.

"I don't know if the crown princess has heard the story of Nanzhao Country four hundred years ago. My beloved concubine and I don't understand a few things. I hope you can help us solve the puzzles." After the sound fell, he gently lifted Yu Jin'er's chin with his right hand, and his thin lips attached to her lips. After rubbing them gently, he slowly raised his black eyes and looked at Luo Qingchen.

Yu Jin'er in his arms turned away shyly, and her cheeks flushed as she went into his arms.

Luo Qingchen couldn't help but recall the scene when the original owner saw Yu Jin'er. It was indeed a love that was as persistent as dust and humble to the bones.

But she was not the original owner...

The next second, a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and her white face as white as snow did not have any expression fluctuations. Qingmu smiled and said, "I am very happy to do so. I wonder if there is anything that King Mu does not understand. I can explain it to you."

A gust of cold wind blew in from the crack of the door, and the atmosphere around them fell into a dead silence.

Mu Hanche looked at her coldly with a pair of black eyes, and said without any warmth: "Do you know how the saint offered sacrifices to the Tianling Flower Formation and calmed the sandstorm disaster?"

Her eyebrows moved slightly, and her heart was slightly startled.