Prime Assassin: the Evil King’s Wife Chapter 277: Qingzhong Ancient Tomb

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···Two hours later···

A fat man with a red face, after leaving the house.

The little girl in a pink-green dress with two braids on her head slipped in.

"Miss, miss."

"Tao'er, I am here." A weak voice sounded behind the screen.

Tao'er ran up immediately, staring in the little girl's eyes as she watched the snow-stained smoke that was not covered in wisps of smoke.

"Asshole, that Lord Qin Xiaohou tortured you like this again."

Tao'er stepped forward to support Xue Ranyan, looking at the scratches, bite marks, and many bruises on her snow-white body.

The tone is very distressed.

"Help me to bed, hurry up."

Xue Ranyan bit her lower lip, resisting the pain coming from her body, cold sweat on her forehead.

"Miss, the servant said, why are you doing this? You can just follow His Highness the Seventh, why do you want to be like yourself like this."

Tao'er doesn't understand her own lady very much. She already has His Royal Highness, why she wants to hook up with other men.

This will be over if His Highness Seven knows.

"What do you know." Xue Ranyan cursed.

If Bei Niyuan was still the prince, and still had the momentum back then, how could she be so despised of herself.

But now Bei Niyuan can't even protect herself, so naturally she knows a lot more powerful and powerful.

Qi Zhao is the queen's nephew, her grandfather is the Taishi, and her grandmother is the queen mother's sister. The family has a prominent position in the North, so she must seize Qi Zhao, the life-saving grass.

"Bring the ointment from the cupboard." Xue Ranyan touched the wound on her body. This beast, every time she is happy with him, she will be bruised everywhere.

Taozi quickly took out a bottle of ointment and rubbed it on Xue Ranyan's body.

"Miss, when is the head now?" Tao'er really didn't understand Miss. Even if he had to choose the powerful, so many men did not choose, but he chose this little Hou Ye Qin.

Xue Ranyan was upset when she was said: "Stop talking, wipe it quickly."

If it weren't for Qin Xiaohouye's usefulness, she wouldn't wait like this.

In the room, the master and servant had different minds and were not talking.

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The North Kingdom Palace.

The shadow of the tree is moving on the carpet, and a fragrant smoke in the big open furnace rises continuously.

The nine-clawed water dragon carved on the pillar reflects dazzling brilliance under the light of the room full. A picture of Chen Suoweng's Molong hanging in the middle hall, with teeth and claws about to dance down.

On the palace, a black figure quickly flew across the roof and landed at the entrance of the palace.

I glanced around, then stepped into the hall.

The hall was empty, and only one man turned his back against the light.

The back figure is slightly cold.

"Master, my subordinates have found out where the tomb of the queen is."

The voice of the incoming person is very shrill.

"Oh, where is it."

The man turned his head abruptly, and a bright light appeared in his eyes.

"In the Qingzhong Tomb."

The air suddenly quieted down.

It makes people feel cold.

The visitor was trembling. Although he was familiar with the master's changing temperament, he still frightened him every time.

"Hahaha." Bei Niyuan laughed.

There is a desolate sadness...

Father, you are so cruel. After the death of your mother, you didn't buried her in the tomb, but buried her in the ancient tomb of Qingzhong.

After you trampled on your mother like this, I need you to regret it forever.

Qingzhong Ancient Tomb is the tomb where the abandoned concubines of the Northern Kingdom were buried. The front and mother are so dazzling, but they have to be waited for after death.

The visitor lowered his head, as if he was about to bury his face underground, and did not dare to make any noise.

"The mackerel slave, what is the cause of death of the queen mother."

Bei Niyuan suppressed the pain in his heart. When he returned to the North Country, he not only wanted to regain everything he had, but he also wanted to find out the truth about the death of his mother.

"Master, shark slave is incompetent, shark slave... not found."

As soon as I said this, the shark slave only felt so close to death.

He glanced at Bei Niyuan tremblingly.

In the backlight, he seemed to have no breath, like a withered butterfly.

Suddenly, Bei Niyuan raised his hand.

The shark slave stared at that hand--

His fingers are clearly skeletal, like a dark abyss, making people feel tight.

"Crack."

It's the creak of bones.

"Master..." Maunu called out, her voice trembling.

"How to punish things that are not done."

Bei Niyuan's thin and cold Danfeng's eyes cast a little, and a flash of unhappiness flashed.

The shark slave turned pale for a moment, and knelt down directly: "Master, give me another chance, give me another chance..."

"Opportunity?" Bei Niyuan sneered and looked at the shark slaves on the ground: "This king gave you half a month, so you can find out such a bit of news. Why does this king keep you?"

The mackerel slave will have time to take it back when he knocks on the ground, and a scream is heard.

I saw his left ring finger disappeared in an instant.

Blood is going on,

It is as gorgeous as a red glow, and the enchanting colors fade away.

Bei Niyuan stood there quietly, as if nothing happened in front of him.

The mackerel clutched his left hand tightly, faintly seeing three fingers left.

"Master, forgive me." He begged.

I remember that the previous master was not like this, the previous master was so gentle and elegant, but the current master is completely like a demon.

"Lick your blood clean, this king will save you his life."

Bei Niyuan looked at the old face of Yu Nu, vaguely thinking of the time he was serving with his mother.

At that time, young!

The mackerel slave heard: "Yes!"

Painfully and laboriously, he lay down, sticking out his tongue, and licking the blood from his fingers.

Then knelt at the feet of Bei Niyuan again.

Bei Niyuan looked at the shark slave under his eyes: "Open your mouth."

The mackerel slave was overjoyed and opened his mouth under the brush.

Only a black pill flew into his mouth, and he gulped down.

"Thank you, Master."

The shark slave coughed a few times before panting.

Bei Niyuan retracted his sight and fell not far away: "What the prince is doing recently."

"The prince is learning archery recently, saying that he will hunt down a few snow-capped foxes for the emperor and make a fox fur cloak..."

Bei Niyuan smiled coldly. The former prince Bei Wudan was just a small attendant by his side.

Now he is the crown prince with great beauty.

The world is unpredictable.

"Fox fur cloak?"

"The emperor has recently caught the cold, and the prince wants to show his filial piety...Master, or let us make a fox fur cloak and give it to the emperor first.

The mackerel said slowly.

A trace of emotion cannot be seen in Bei Niyuan’s black eyes: "No, this king has other plans."

The man does not deserve his things.

Fox fur cloak, right?

He will give a good gift to the emperor and prince.

"His Royal Highness, Your Highness Seven."

At this moment, there was a call of a maid outside.

Bei Niyuan's hands were suddenly held together tightly, and his eyes became cloudy.

Slowly--!

Stiff--!

Waves his hand.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew by, and the mackerel slave who was kneeling on the ground disappeared.