The assassin's princess is actually my aunt

At the gate of Prince Sheng’s mansion, many people gathered to watch the fun.

I admire the elegance of this independent and peerless woman.

Looking at the boxes of treasures being carried into Prince Sheng’s Palace.

I think the grace and favor of Princess Mingnuo will spread throughout Fengyao in a few hours.

Qian Wushang walked in front of Leng Xinmo, and the tall and straight male figure loomed over him.

Leng Xinmo was not short and was originally quite satisfied with his height of 170cm.

When meeting Qian Wushang, even though she is over 1 meters tall, she still looks a little petite.

Leng Xinmo looked up and fell into a black vortex.

Leng Xinmo's heart moved slightly.

“I have already said that you can only stay with me in this life.

No matter who you are, where you come from, or what your identity is!

You can be your own princess, but don't even think about leaving me!

Otherwise I will break your wings and your legs, I don’t mind, I will drag you to hell with me.

Remember... you can only be my man."

A low and hoarse voice sounded slowly, sexy and seductive, and the warm breath spread in the ear cavity.

A few strands of hair brushed across the face, making one tremble, like the affectionate words of a lover.

What he said were extremely overbearing and cruel words.

Leng Xinmo looked at the afterglow of the setting sun, which seemed to favor this man even more, shining on his unbelievably handsome face.

Just like Hades in Greek mythology, tall, handsome yet cruel, the judge of the underworld.

For a moment, Leng Xinmo felt his hands and feet were cold.

She knew deeply that if this man was an enemy, she would most likely be crushed to pieces.

Oh! This feeling is really not good!

Leng Xinmo's mind was mixed with thoughts, and he smiled disdainfully.

She turned her head and stood on tiptoe, and her red lips brushed Qian Wushang's ear.

Feeling the man's expected stiffness, her smile became even stronger: "Haha, how could that be?

I will hold on to Prince Sheng's big tree no matter what.

I guess, no matter what happens in the future, Prince Sheng will protect me, right?"

Qian Wushuang's eyes darkened, his body stiffened slightly, and a heat suddenly rose in his body.

Qian Wushang took a step back suddenly, and felt a little annoyed when he saw Leng Xinmo's faint smile.

His thin lips were tightly pursed, emitting a dangerous aura.

A teasing remark, a vague seduction.

The woman's unique body fragrance once again shattered his rationality.

What made him most angry was that even such flirting words were said.

This damn woman still doesn't look shy or blushing.

There was not even a trace of him in those cold eyes.

The woman Leng Xinmo had an unparalleled appearance, which could be either cold and aloof or cunning, either as cold as ice or enchanting and charming.

Such a changeable woman, yet she has the hardest and coldest heart in the world.

It seems that no one can get into her heart.

She is clearly right in front of me, and she is smiling sweetly, but I never take anyone into my eyes or heart.

This realization made Qian Wushang irritable, angry, and powerless.

A hint of scarlet rose in his deep eyes, and Qian Wushang closed his eyes tightly.

He suppressed the urge to tear Leng Xinmo's heart apart, snorted coldly, and turned away.

Leaving a group of people with stunned faces, Leng Xinmo turned around calmly and returned to Yunsheng Courtyard.

Yue'er, with a red face, and A'Xiu, who was a little embarrassed, trotted after Leng Xinmo.

Qian Wu Yu and others, you look at me and I look at you.

Except Qian Wu Yu, no one else knew what happened when they entered the palace this time.

How come the Queen Mother suddenly fell in love with this cold girl?

He also personally asked the emperor for permission to confer the title.

Land One, Land Two, all of a sudden they felt hit.

The two of them are in charge of all kinds of intelligence from the imperial court and the underworld.

I actually don't know when this cold girl got to know the Empress Dowager.

Oh... no, the problem is that they didn't find out anything about her.

Others don't have this mentality of being first or second.

They were just purely curious, and they all stared at Qian Wu Yu.

Qian Wuyu swung his sleeves impatiently, "What are you looking at? Go ask your master, how would I know?"

After saying that, he went towards the study room of Prince Sheng's Mansion.

Tian Yisan and Di Yisan, Xuan Yi, Huang Yi and Huang Er followed closely and walked towards the study.

Tianyi, Tianer: We are the master's personal guards and should follow.

Di Yi Di Er: We are in charge of intelligence, so naturally we need to understand the whole process of this matter.

Huang Yi and Huang Er: We have some accounting matters to report to the prince.

Xuan Yi: “With Xuan Er not here, there is no one to discuss military tactics and war with me.

I'd better go and see if the prince has anything to tell me.

Even Steward Shi pointed to a servant and said, "Pack up the princess's things and put them in the small storeroom.

I'll give the booklet to the prince for review first, and I'll give it to you now. Be careful."

After saying this, he walked away leisurely.

Qian Wu Yu looked at the gloomy-faced man sitting behind the desk.

With an unkind smile, he discovered that his third brother was more popular this time than before.

Do not…

To be precise, it was because of Leng Xinmo that the third brother seemed to have a lot more emotions.

This is much worse than before when he just had a cold face and didn't say a word all day.

Apart from the murderous aura, he was also iron-like indifference. How could he have so many changing expressions and emotions like he does now?

Ugh…

His third brother was probably trapped in it, but luckily he was rational enough to get out in time.

otherwise…

Qian Wu Yu shuddered, wondering if he had to compete with his third brother for Miss Leng.

He would definitely have died a miserable death, and he wouldn't have been able to enjoy the show so leisurely like he does now.

In the near future, someone asked him if he had ever been attracted to Leng Xinmo?

How could there not be such a special woman!

The man asked again, since that was the case, how could he give up so easily?

He smiled and brushed it off like the breeze: I can't give her what she wants.

Just like now, being friends can protect each other for a lifetime.

So insightful, so free and easy, this is Prince Rui, but that’s a story for later.

With her slender fingers, she picked up the teacup beside her and drank it all. She raised her eyes slightly, looked at the men running in one by one, and chuckled:

It seems that this cold girl affects more than just his third brother!

Look at these men, who usually only know how to kill people, make money, and gather intelligence.

Nowadays, there is also a hint of curiosity and gossip.

After everyone was seated, Qian Wushang no longer had the anger that Leng Xinmo had provoked him just now.

But his face was still terribly gloomy, and he said in a low voice: "Tell me, what did you find out? What are your ideas?"