Princess he always wanted to murder her husband

A group of dancers in green dresses slowly spread out, and one of them, a woman in a purple gauze dress, slowly appeared in front of everyone, like the most beautiful and mysterious stamen in a flower.

The woman's clothes were revealing, her white and tender shoulders and her waist that were not fully grasped were exposed to everyone's eyes, her upper body was only half covered by the two soft purple gauzes, the waves were rough, looming, and her pair of jade legs were striding forward. Elegant steps, every move is fascinating.

She turned around suddenly, looked at Gong Mochen with affection in her eyes, and the streamer hanging on her shoulders slowly fell down, like a stunning beauty who was lightly untying Luo Chang in front of her, the viewer was burning with desire.

Su Jin heard a tall and fat minister sitting on his side panting like a cow, his face was flushed, his eyes were full of greed, and he looked extremely disgusted.

I saw that beauty walking towards Gong Mochen step by step, with a shy face, and Yao Menglin, who was still leaning on Gong Mochen's arms, had a fierce look in his eyes, warnings were written in his eyes.

The beauty was not afraid, and still walked forward, putting her jade hand on the silver belt tied around her waist.

The ministers around were all dumbfounded, thinking that this beauty would do something shocking and glamorous next time, only Gong Mochen knew that something was wrong with this woman, but just now he seemed to be drugged, his whole body was so weak that he couldn't even speak Yao Menglin didn't even have the strength, Yao Menglin's head was still lying heavily in his arms, as if he had fixed himself for others to cut him off, and he pushed the guy lightly several times without responding.

His eyes became dangerous, staring at the woman fiercely.

Su Jin was completely engrossed in what happened to him just now, so he had no time to pay attention to his affairs.

Seeing Gong Mochen's appearance, the beauty smiled even deeper, and suddenly pulled her belt hard. The moment the belt popped out, it turned into a soft silver sword without a hilt. Stabbing towards Gong Mochen, Gong Mochen tried his best to dodge sideways, passing the sharp blade, thinking he had escaped, but Yao Menglin, who was in his arms, saw the woman stabbing and stabbed. With a cry, he pushed the weak Gong Mochen out indiscriminately, but the sword blade that had already dodged it slammed into it, cutting his shoulder.

Gong Mochen, "..."

beauty,"……"

Su Jin, who was watching the battle calmly, "..."

really cruel...

Everything was just in the blink of an eye. Su Jin grabbed the chopsticks in front of him and wanted to stab the woman, but after thinking about it, he put it down. Gong Mochen should be able to deal with it himself, and there is no need for him to expose his strength for him. .

The palace banquet sitting on the dragon chair was frightened and dumbfounded, watching the scene in front of him in a daze, the chief executive who was standing by the side fell to the ground, and shouted loudly with his sharp voice, " Escort! There are assassins!"

The guards guarding outside heard that they were pouring into the hall.

The woman's hand holding the sword has been bloody and bloody cut by the blade, and hangs down powerlessly. Black and red blood drips down the tip of the sword onto the ground, and her face, which was originally as white as jade, is gradually covered with horrible purple bruises. Wen, she looked at Gong Mochen sadly, her red lips parted slightly, "Prince Regent... your time is numbered..."

Gong Mochen looked at her with a livid face, his eyes gradually blurred, he fell to the ground with a "boom", and lost consciousness, only then did everyone realize the seriousness of the matter.

The guards swarmed up and grabbed the woman effortlessly. The woman didn't struggle, but her seven orifices started to bleed, and the red liquid covered her face. She couldn't tell whether it was tears or blood from the corners of her eyes, and she whispered He murmured, "My lord... Feng Lin is dead..."