Chapter 1860
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She really didn't know what the end of the Saintess from four hundred years ago was …
Was she dead?
If she wasn't, why would she leave Prince Nan alone in this world?
"It's just a legend. Prince Mu shouldn't take it so seriously." Luo Qingchen's eyebrows twitched slightly, and she actually managed to calm herself down.
Little did she know that Mu Hanche suddenly got up in the next second. Yu Jin 'er, who was nestled in his arms, couldn't react in time and fell to the ground.
She raised her eyes angrily and glared at Luo Qingchen with her sharp eyes. She pursed her lips and turned to look at Mu Hanche with watery eyes. "Jin 'er is in pain!"
Who exactly was this woman? She actually fell from Mu Hanche's arms. She looked like a vixen. How hateful.
"Get out —" Mu Hanche's voice was so cold that Yu Jin 'er couldn't react at all. She looked at him in shock.
However, Mu Hanche didn't look at her at all. Instead, he was focused on the crown prince consort from the Nanzhao Kingdom.
"Prince Nan … I …"
"I don't want to repeat myself a second time." He narrowed his eyes. His pitch-black eyes were bloodshot and filled with killing intent.
Yu Jin 'er was so scared that her face instantly turned pale. She immediately knelt on the ground and saluted while trembling, "Jin' er will take her leave …"
As soon as she finished speaking, she left the golden palace with trembling legs.
She rarely saw Mu Hanche so angry. She knew that if she didn't leave, given Mu Hanche's temperament, it was very likely that he would kill her directly.
Who exactly was that person? Why did she feel that she was a little familiar?
After Yu Jin 'er left, she and Mu Hanche were the only two people left in the golden palace. His deep gaze lingered on her, carrying a sense of exploration, confusion, and … a hint of reluctance.
"Have you completed your mission?" After an unknown period of time, he slowly opened his mouth and asked a question that he already knew the answer to.
Luo Qingchen nodded slightly and replied with an indifferent expression, "I don't understand what Prince Mu is talking about."
In an instant, Mu Hanche's eyes narrowed as he pulled out the longsword beside the table and attacked her.
Luo Qingchen snorted coldly, narrowed her eyes, and jumped back almost at the same time, dodging his attack.
In the next second, she sneered, "What is the meaning of this, King Mu? Silencing them? "
"Don't use such a casual tone to talk to me!" His ears were slightly red, and his originally cold expression became angry.
She could be angry, she could be furious, she could even scold him. But he just couldn't accept it … She looked indifferent, as if she didn't even know him.
"Oh?" She raised her clear eyes and smiled faintly: "What kind of tone does Mu Wang think I should use when speaking to you? Is it because I'm not respectful enough?"
"You know what I'm talking about!" Mu Hanche clenched his teeth and said with a mocking smile, "Could it be that you're telling me that you've fallen in love with him?"
"Yes." Luo Qingchen nodded. Her gaze was indifferent as she looked at him and said, "I am his Crown Princess. Naturally, I love him."
"I don't believe you." His gaze was faint as the corners of his mouth curled into a sneer. "If you know what kind of person he is, perhaps you won't say such laughable words."
Nan Yisheng, the person with the highest martial arts in this world of three. As the only disciple of the Sword Immortal, his shrewdness was definitely not something that ordinary people could match.
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