Chapter 1 (1/2)
Miyuning, the ninth Princess of the great Xia Dynasty, died and was poisoned to death today.
At this time, she, as a soul, looks at the body on the ground.
There was a little surprise in his eyes, and he couldn't believe it.
She grew up in the palace cautious, careful everywhere.
For the dark means of the harem, it has always been handy.
Even if later she met that noble man.
He was sheltered by the other side and never relaxed his vigilance.
But if she is so careful, how can she be caught.
As a matter of fact, she was indeed poisoned and killed.
At this time, the body is still lying on the ground, leaving some heat.
”Ha ha ha... Mi Jiu, you have today! Die... All die! ”
Miyuning looked at the woman standing beside her body with a cold light in her eyes.
Clearly looks temperament so gentle woman, at this time is so crazy, face also slowly distorted.
It's ugly.
Jiang Wan is the apple of the prime minister's palace.
It's the future Princess who has been protecting her, who is more powerful, dignified and powerful than the man sitting on the Dragon chair.
Mi you Ning didn't understand why this woman wanted to kill her. What worries did they have?
A heavy, regular sound of footsteps came from outside the door.
Miyuning was floating in the air, looking at the source of the sound.
At the same time, Jiang Wan, who is crazy in the room, also puts his eyes outside the door.
I saw a group of people in black rushing in from the door. When they rushed into the room, they pressed Jiang Wan down and even blocked her mouth rudely.
Miyuning knows whose subordinates these people are rushing in.
She looked faintly at the door.
It was the man who showed up.
Born noble, born noble, holding the power of the handsome man, step by step into the room.
The steps were elegant and fast, and the whole body exuded incomparable powerful atmosphere.
When the man's cold eyes saw her body, there was a trace of complexity and guilt.
Seeing this, mi you Ning did not understand.
The man reached out his hand to take her out of the cannibal palace abyss before her hairpin.
Where does that trace of guilt come from?
The man's steady step came to her body step by step.