The charming girl is reborn, dragging the paranoid prince to kill everyone

In the dark night, an inconspicuous second-entry house was lifeless, and there was an eerie atmosphere in the air.

In the center of the room filled with strange statues, a pale and thin man sat cross-legged on a blanket, holding a bone in his right hand and a strange piece of ruby ​​in his left hand, muttering to himself.

"How could it fail? How could my spell fail?"

"Because you're stupid."

A girl with a deep and bright appearance appeared at the door. She was in a red dress and skirt, like a sunflower, so beautiful and bright, her eyes were as cold as a poisonous snake, which made people shudder.

The man glanced at her sideways and snorted: "Miss Wen, you are not smart enough to be plotted against and almost lose your innocence."

Wen Junyu sat in the chair, her beautiful eyebrows full of disdain: "That was in the past, people will always change. In the ghost world, I said that there are many masters in the capital, and the dragon's energy is there, so you can take it easy. , don’t vent your anger before you figure it out.”

He took out a paper from his arms and handed it to him, smiling: "This is my new paper, here it is for you."

Guise was ecstatic and took it with trembling hands. The nails holding the paper were long and red, making people's hair stand on end.

"Be careful. I can't save you if something happens."

Wen Junyu stopped talking nonsense with him and turned to leave.

It was extremely dark outside the alley. Wen Junyu hid herself in the darkness and looked at the stars with a sarcastic smile on her face.

Reaching out to grab the sky, Wen Junyu's eyes were full of ambition: "The ancient night sky is so beautiful."

Ever since she inexplicably traveled here five years ago, Wen Junyu has been lurking in the south, hoping to one day soar into the sky.

Thinking of the moment when everyone in the world knelt down and worshiped her, Wen Junyu was filled with excitement.

In her previous life, she came from the 21st century. She was one of the few reclusive families with advanced cultivation. She was defeated when trying to compete with others, and she woke up and traveled through this book.

Yes, this was a novel she picked up by chance. There was no follow-up and it was only half written.

She was originally a sick ghost and had been frail and sick since she was a child. She used the secret method of the Yun family to cure her body.

She knew exactly what this book looked like. She had escaped several assassinations for her father by taking advantage of the opportunity, and gained his attention, so she had the opportunity to accompany him to Beijing.

She is aware of the changes in the capital, and she will definitely be able to get along like a fish in water here, and she will be able to stand in line faster.

In the night, a gorgeous carriage stopped in the alley, and a maid came towards her.

Holding the maid's hand, Wen Junyu stepped into the carriage.

In the Duke's Mansion, Tang Jiao was lying on the couch, opening the mall to buy some medical calligraphy and painting albums.

She plans to take out these medical books and donate them to the medical department of the university so that more people can benefit in the future.

When Lu Changze came back from the cold, he saw his beloved wife lying on a warm blanket wearing long clothes, long pants and pajamas. Xiao Leng's eyes were full of tenderness.

Throwing the cloak to Heizhu, he washed his hands with warm water and came to sit next to her.

"What are you busy with?"

Tang Jiao turned around and saw him, smiled and threw herself into his arms, saying sweetly: "I have a large number of medical books that I plan to donate to the academy so that I can save more people in the future."

She has no ambitions and just wants to live a peaceful life.

Lu Changze stroked her disheveled black hair, lowered his head and kissed her forehead, and said with a smile: "Okay, is there something wrong with the font and paper?"

You must not let outsiders see the clues, lest you be targeted by the Emperor and others.

He already knew what kind of shopping mall Jiao'er had, and he could buy anything from there.

Only the couple knew about this matter, not even Zixiang.

"Don't worry, what I bought is an ancient edition, and the handwriting and paper are from us."

"That's good."

Lu Changze was really afraid that others would know that she was special and that she was pregnant with a rare treasure. Even His Majesty would not let her go.

"I'm going to take a shower first and come back later to talk to you about Wu Shi."

"it is good."

Lu Changze said no more, turned around and came behind the screen.

He took a shower quickly and came out in less than a quarter of an hour. He used his inner strength to dry her hair, picked her up and walked to the bed.

Zixiang quickly blew out the candlelight next to her, quietly closed the door and exited.

Since the master got married, the prince didn't like others to come near the main house after nightfall, so they kept vigil in the side room.

Inside the house, Lu Changze was lying on the warm bed, holding Tang Jiao in his arms and gently holding her waist.

Tang Jiao was afraid that he would catch her later, so she asked as soon as she lay down, "How is the situation?"

Lu Changze touched her back dishonestly, and his tone was a little hoarse: "The autopsy did not find any poisonous insects or anything like that. His blood was black, and his bones were very hard and still pink."

"That man has completely lost his mind and is like a walking zombie. It's really scary to watch."

"Wu Shi is a lecherous and timid person. He originally planned to let the little girl lure you there so that he could bully you, but he never expected something unexpected to happen. He doesn't know what happened to the entourage, and it was not his drug."

"It seems that the wind in the capital is about to change."

The murderer could not be found, people were panicked, and envoys from other countries were present, so the situation was very unfavorable.

Lu Changze held her face and said dotingly: "When you go out, you should take more guards with you. You should be careful yourself and don't trust others casually."

Of course there is no problem with Jiao'er's ability to protect herself, but she is simple-minded, and he is most afraid of someone taking advantage of her soft-heartedness to plot against him.

Tang Jiao smiled with a smile on her eyebrows: "Don't worry, I usually practice at home. I usually don't go out. Even if I go out, I take Zixiang and my guards with me."

"You don't have to worry about Concubine De. I dug a hole for her during the welcome banquet. Then you can just relax and watch the show."

How could Lu Changze let Concubine De get her wish if she dared to scheme against his daughter.

What Concubine De cared about most was naturally her status and daughter. Whatever she cared about, he would take away it.

"I'll be with you then."

When her man looked cold, the gods and ghosts did not dare to approach him. As long as they followed him, Tang Jiao would just eat and drink.

She already has more than a billion star coins in the mall, as well as mountains of rare treasures, and more than ten acres of spiritual flowers and spiritual herbs. However, she is not as eager as before to find ways to make money.

When she was cute and soft, Lu Changze's heart softened. He lowered his head and saw her lying in his arms with pretty features, her smiles and words were full of amorous feelings, and her eyes gradually deepened.

His lips were pressed against her ear, and his hot breath was extremely domineering: "Jiao'er, you went to bed early last night, let's go to bed later tonight."

Tang Jiao raised her head to meet his fiery eyes, her face full of embarrassment, and pushed him: "No, I read in the book that you should be more moderate."

"You can't say that men can't do it. Don't worry, Jiao'er. My husband will let you know if I can do it tonight."

"Fu Shang, you are a scoundrel, I never said that."

"Jiao'er, dear, if you have the power to abandon me, I will know your thoughts."

"What nonsense are you talking about, Fu Shang."

"What a sweetie."

Lu Changze pulled the quilt to cover the two of them, turned over and covered her, blocking the moans that came out of her mouth.