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The Enchanting Emperor: The Regent Princess

"This king is so handsome and gold, who can hang white lotus for her and step on cannon fodder, why the beauty is not willing to marry this king as a concubine?" Nan Yuechen asked seriously, looking at his subordinates. The subordinates were expressionless: "She can tear thousands of troops with her bare hands!" Nan Yuechen smiled forcefully, and controlled the mailing table: "This king is willing to give up ten of the city for employment, and to remove her status as respected by thousands of people. Why is the beauty still reluctant to marry this king as a concubine?".

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All the people hiding in the dark and watching were covering their mouths, their pupils shrank sharply, and they dared not make a sound in fright.

In a short moment, the dark guard cleaned up the scene and evacuated with a flashing sound. If it weren't for the fallen figure in the center, I'm afraid it would make people feel that this is an illusion.

Nan Yuechen hooked the corner of his mouth with satisfaction and stepped out of Yu Jiao.

"Gosh!"

"What a nice view!"

Countless exclamations and gasps sounded from all directions.

He walked with his hand in an ink-black robe, the sides of his sleeves were embroidered with golden dragon lace, and the ink hair was fixed with a crown of jasper jade, revealing the handsome face that made all living beings overwhelmed, and his handsome face The dust, the gestures and gestures reveal the inherent nobility, which makes people unable to give birth to a trace of comparison.

Many official ladies only felt their hearts throbbing wildly.

Looking at the majestic figure in front of him infatuatedly, the shock that had just been washed away was washed away, and there was a slight blush on his face.

Nan Yuechen ignored the pair of hot gazes and stood condescendingly in front of Jiuyin.

The woman in front of her eyes closed tightly, her breath was weak, her wrists were almost ulcerated by the iron chain, her delicate legs were covered with shocking whip marks, and she knew that she had been brutally beaten before.

The facial features were covered by blood stains, and the corners of her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and the red gauze mole between her eyebrows was unusually eye-catching on the blood-stained face.

For some reason, looking at such an embarrassed person, Nan Yuechen felt a slightly irritating emotion in his heart.

"take away!"

Two words were spit out from her thin lips, Nan Yuechen waved his sleeves and turned and left. Soon several guards appeared out of thin air and prepared to carry Jiuyin on his back.

Just as the guard's hands were about to touch Jiuyin's body, Nan Yuechen's footsteps paused, and he glanced back and glanced at the dark guard and commanded: "Don't touch her!"

When the words fell, Nan Yuechen left with his hands in his hand, leaving the dark guards looking at each other with a look of bewilderment!

Without hands?

Then how did they take her away?

The secret guards: How can the master be too capricious? Wait online, very anxious!

The dark guard couldn't, so he took off his coat and wrapped it around Jiuyin, and brought it back to the mansion hosted by the Donghua Empire.

The mansion is very large, and it is no worse than the mansion of the royal family.

One elegant building exudes a light scent of sandalwood, looking from the pores of the hollow carved windows, the furnishings in the house are like a beautiful ink painting, and the layout of the entire room is very generous and decent.

Three days have passed since Jiuyin woke up.During this time, Nan Yuechen did not order anyone to help her treat her wounds, and he did not even send the same saliva.

It can be seen how fierce this person is.

The wound on the wrist has long been purulent, and the brain is also buzzing, and every part of the whole body is tearing and painful.It feels...It's really simple.

Jiuyin looked around indifferently, then he got up, walked gracefully to the washing place, and took a dry handkerchief to try to wipe the wound on his wrist.

A delicate face was printed upside down on the surface of the water, a small mouth, dark black and shiny eyes, and there was no trace of emotion in the bottom of the eyes as if there was a white mist.

Faced with a face that fell from the cloud to the bottom, Jiuyin was still calm and unreasonable.

Looking at this strange face in the mirror, Jiuyin involuntarily stretched out his hand and touched the beauty mole on his forehead.

The prophecy made by that man back then flashed across her mind:

'A beauty mole in the forehead is a cinnabar mole. The world punishes people and kills them. After all, you are an extraordinary person. This is your life... you can't change it!'