Chapter 2： Beauty World Warriors (2/2)
Just before pretending to fall off the cloud bed, Sang had successfully pulled a jade bell far away and watched it fall in half, emitting blue light.
I only hope... Han Shaoling will not throw the jade belt too far tonight...
If you start throwing clothes from the temple door and throwing them all the way to the bed... that would be too bad.
Sang far away from the old woman's flaming nails while thinking wildly.
She was quickly forced to a desperate situation.
The light flicked across her cheeks, causing tingling.
At the critical juncture, only a loud, earth-shattering noise was heard, and the thick carved bronze temple door was kicked away from the outside.
A man in black clothes appeared at the gate of the hall, and a long shadow extended into the hall, and the invisible pressure spread out, making the hands and feet soft and breathless.
He stood upright, his black hair draped behind him, and casually squinted at the fallen maid, his attitude was colder by three points.
You Yingyue breathed a sigh of relief: ”Han, Han Lang...”
Isn't he spoiling that dream?
The old woman crawled to the ground with a roll and touched the ground with her forehead, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out.
Sang watched the male host walk towards himself in a very calm manner.
When passing by Youying Yue, Han Shaoling's footsteps paused, his eyebrows drooping slightly, and said, ”The following offenders shall be punished.”
Han Shaoling's voice is very low, very magnetic, it is a standard male lead when he hears it. And his appearance is indeed like a sculpture, with sharp edges, thick eyebrows, big eyes, high nose and thin lips, and all are not exquisite.
Self-esteem needless to say. A man who has been in a high position for a long time, in his early thirties, is the best time. His face is young, but his temperament is mature and calm, and it is simply charming.
Such a man can naturally attract a young girl moth to a fire without effort.
”Han Lang!” You Yingyue shouted, ”You listen to me explain!”
Sang looked at them with great interest.
The crisis of life and death has been lifted, and the unreality in my heart has swept up again. She feels more like a watcher.
Will Han Shaolin listen to You Yingyue's explanation? meeting.
He must give each other a step. The eighteen states in Yunjing are actually eighteen princely states. The relationship is very complicated.
Han Shaoling will never release any signal of evil against Youzhou at this time.
You Yingyue naturally knows the truth. She was afraid that the death of Youzhou King was one thing, but she also knew that she was the face of Youzhou outside, and no one dared to tear her face openly with Youzhou, including the emperor of Heaven.
You Yingyue calmed her emotions, Yingying bowed and said, ”The concubine has been searching for several days and found the wood poison. He rushed back to Yunyun Temple as soon as possible to treat Sister Sang for the disease, and did not even have time to notify Han Lang.”
She is much older than Sang, but because Sang is far from Mrs. Zheng, she can only claim to be her sister.
Han Shaoling encouraged to nod his head and said in a low voice: ”Well.”
You Yingyue wiped her eyes: ”But who knows, when her sister wakes up, she whispers, saying that she doesn't have a slight affection for Han Lang at all, she, she actually has a private relationship with my prince, male and female! Concubine, The concubine was also panicked, and angry that she was unfaithful to Han Lang, so she planned to teach her!”
She hurried forward, holding Han Shaoling's hand down on her side, and wailed: ”Concubine, not a black-hearted person, just wanted to scare her, so she would not dare to talk like this! Concubine's words, Sentences are true, gray clothes can testify!”
Han Shaoling patted her esteemed hand and moved it away from him quietly.
He took two big steps, sat on the edge of the cloud bed, and stretched out his hand towards Sang.
He looked at her, his eyes burning: ”Come.”
”Han Lang!” You Yingyue shouted with guilty conscience, ”She betrayed you! You can swallow this tone, I can't swallow it!”
”Enough is enough,” Han Shaoling's tone was a little colder. ”I went back to the hall and thought about it behind closed doors, but I couldn't get it out. I will handle this matter alone.”
It is said to be alone, You Yingyue naturally dared not violate the order, and immediately retreated with the old woman.
In Huiyun Temple, only Han Shaoling and Sang Yuan were left, and the maid who had fainted.
Han Shaoling looked at Sang Yuan, his lips curled up, revealing the only smile after entering the hall.
Sang looked at this smiling face from afar, and thought in his mind that if his mind was a little awake, he might have to make up for him unique to himself.
”Is that what she said?” Han Shaoling asked.
Even with a smile, the young king's momentum is still deep.
Sang lowered his eyes far away and said, ”I don't know. I was very confused when I woke up. What did she say to me, what did I return to her, I don't remember at all at the moment.”
She paid attention to it, and after breaking Yuling, she did not admit that she liked Youzhou King once.
The rest, let Han Shaoling make up his own brain.
Anyway, she didn't admit it, nor did she deny that, even if she gave out any evidence in the future, she wouldn't be guilty!
No one dares to mess with Youzhou, but this body's maiden, Sangzhou, is not vegetarian.
Han Shaoling wants to join forces, Youzhou and Sangzhou, he dare not throw either.
”It's all right, it's just a misunderstanding. I will definitely doubt your heart.” He stared at her with tenderness in his eyes, ”Don't be afraid, come here.”
”Sang'er, you finally came back with my heart.”
The voice is dull, full of charm that is unique to men.
The unparalleled young heroes are gentle, which makes one cannot help moving...
Sang is far from believing his evil!
She will not forget that on his bed, there is a woman who has been spoiled by half!
He came in a hurry, there was no time to clean up. Under the scent of aroma, if there is nothing, there is a fragrance unique to women.
Seeing that Sang was far from moving, he smiled indulgently, and climbed onto the cloud bed himself, and stretched out his long arm to grab her.
His approach made her uncomfortable.
The male master of the ancient early masochistic essay is really a dog!