Legend of a Drop-dead Gorgeous Princess

Lan Ling had already got off the horse. She watched Wen Heng lay delicately on his chest and smiled at her. It was the smile of the winner, not the smile of his lover.

Lan Ling's eyes were filled, he was the emperor, and he was just one of his concubines. Why was he so affectionate and tantrums like his lover? Lan Ling hates herself.

"The emperor, can we still go to my mother's tomb as scheduled?" Wen Heng asked softly.

"Of course as expected!" The emperor did not hesitate.

Lan Ling stretched his hand to hold Ling Chenma's rein, "I just want to wait for you to tell me in person! I want to hear you tell me in person!"

"You can't wait! Tian Ming, go!"

The emperor turned his horse's head and rode away.

The tears in Lan Ling's eyes finally came down.

The emperor's heart is irritable, why can't she be as soft as others! So stubborn, do not know how to advance or retreat, how to gain a foothold in the harem!

Wen Heng nestled in his heart, looking very uncomfortable. The emperor promised to accompany her to worship at her mother's tomb after finishing the business.

The emperor couldn't help but glanced back, and Lan Ling was gone.

He strangled the horse.

"Do you care about her very much?" Wen Heng asked lightly.

"I just don't want my concubine to be out there."

"Now that you have become an issue, you are not afraid of Qingyitang helping King Ning. What can you do with her?"

"She saved my life many times after all."

Tian Ming suddenly rushed over on horseback, "The emperor!"

"what happened?"

"The Concubine Ling is gone, there is a piece of this on the ground!" Tian Ming handed the emperor a piece of white cloth.

"If you want to see Lan Ling, Ling Chen himself will go to Shaojiawan Ancestral Hall in one hour! Wait for the body to be collected after the expiration date!"

The emperor was furious, "See who tied her up?"

"Seeing a back, it looks like Chu Liang!"

Chu Liang turned out to be Fan Xing's subordinate, Ning Wang Lingfeng's. Everyone knows him because he is a well-known spouse general. He and his wife are childhood sweethearts. As a general, there are no other wives besides his wife.

In this palace change, except for Chu Liang's family who escaped with his wife, the others were cut off by Ling Chen.

"They finally appeared, I thought they would stay dormant for a while!" Ling Chen's eyes were far-reaching.

The emperor got on and off the horse and hugged Wen Heng to her right away, "You are not in good health. Gu Fan takes the concubine Yi Gui to go first. I will go and see her with Tian Ming!"

"The emperor, I have already sent a signal, shall we wait until our people come?" Tian Ming felt unsafe.

"One hour, I'm afraid it's too late!"

Wen Heng suddenly fell off his horse, his head fell unconscious, and a piece of skin the size of his thumb was removed from his forehead.

The emperor was shocked and flew off his horse and hugged her, "Heng'er!"

Wen Heng closed his teeth tightly and held his breath. She wanted to bet that at this time, if she would not let him go, would he go. His promise to her was not counted.

They met at a young age, she walked with him through that dark time, she knew his dream, he told her. She was pierced from the back by an assassin once to save him, and a sharp sword came out of her chest. Although she was not dead, she was damaged.

If she lost her heart, she told him that she was suffering from a heart disease. In fact, it's already good.

She is a healer and she knows how to make herself sick.

He promised her that his concubine can only be her, and if he succeeds, the queen's seat must be her, and his prince must also be her child.

But she was a woman, she believed her intuition, Ling Chen was sincere about Lan Ling, because he was deliberately avoiding her.

How can this be? She was not afraid of Guan Yue, she believed that when Ling Chen was strong enough to no longer depend on the Northwest Hou, Guan Yue's queen position would definitely be allowed out.

But Lan Ling was different, she was quietly living in Ling Chen's heart.

So, she wanted to test Ling Chen's heart. As for Lan Ling, wouldn't it be better if she really died?

She was originally a medical officer and knew martial arts. She knew how to make herself faint.

Ling Chen was upset at this time.

"You go save Lingfei first! I'll be there soon!" He finally gritted his teeth and said to Tian Ming.

Tian Ming took the order and immediately mounted the horse and flew away.

Ling Chen input true energy to Wen Heng, and after a long time, Wen Heng finally woke up.

"The emperor, the emperor," she stretched out her hand to hug the emperor, "you go to save Lingfei, Heng'er is all right!"

"Tian Ming has already gone, your body is like this, I don't worry, wait until the dark guard comes over."

The figures shook around, and dozens of dark guards came.

Ling Chen hugged Wen Heng on the horse, "Heng'er, hold on for a while, I will ask Gu Fan and the hidden guard to take you to the doctor's house!"

Gu Fan took a part of the secret guards to protect Wen Heng and left.

Ling Chen took the remaining guards and turned on their horses, rushing in the direction of Shaojiawan!

Turning a few turns, crossing a few villages, and crossing a few roads... It has been an hour, and finally came to Shaojiawan.

The ancestral hall in Shaojiawan was far away from the village, and the black ancestral hall gate was closed tightly, and a cold wind whirled, raising a cloud of dust.

There was a loud fighting sound from inside.

Ling Chen kicked the door open, but was shocked by the tragic scene in the courtyard!

Tian Ming is like a **** man, with a **** knife scar across his face, with flesh and blood. He has lost his former handsomeness and suave, and his smile is like a ghost, evil, and evil.

Countless people in blue attacked him. The dark guard rushed up and fought together.

A man in a black robe raised his head, Dan Feng's eyes, dangled, his eyes deep, "You are finally here!"

"Chu Liang, it really is you!" Ling Chen stood in the middle of the yard, "Where is she?"

"The emperor! The humble position can't help you! Concubine Ling, she..." Tian Ming knelt to the ground, howling!

Ling Chen's heart tightened.

Chu Liang's big knife had already been slashed, "Ling Chen, pay the blood debt! If you destroy my family, let that woman atone for you!"

Ling Chen didn't look at Chu Liang, and grabbed Tian Ming by the collar: "What about her? What happened to her?"

A long sword blocked Chu Liang's broad sword, and Bai Shaoting's sword gleamed like the ice of winter night.

He heard his disciple say that the emperor was still under the mountain, and he was afraid that the emperor had come across danger, but he didn't expect something really happened.

After a few moves, Chu Liang was not Bai Shaoting's opponent. With a whistle, Chu Liang's people disappeared instantly.

Bai Shaoting chased for a while, and killed a few more. When he returned to the ancestral hall, he saw Ling Chen half kneeling on the ground, a blood man lying in his arms, the man lying softly, his hands and feet dripping with blood, and his hair scattered. Open, different lengths, a white robe, like a red dahlia.

And that person's face was even more terrifying, with deep sword wounds on each of his left and right faces, and the flesh was turned out, and the **** stimulating Bai Shaoting panicked.

"Who is this?" Bai Shaoting asked.

Ling Chen's teeth were tight, he had sealed her acupuncture points so as not to let the blood flow faster.

She is chilling.

"Master, Tian Ming apologized with death!" He wiped his horizontal sword against his neck!

Bai Shaoting opened Tian Ming's sword with a sword, "Tian commander, dead can't solve the problem!"

"Ling'er, I was wrong, don't scare me! I shouldn't scold you like that, I shouldn't let you follow us, I shouldn't get angry with you! Are you awake? Wake up!"

You can't wait! How could I say such ruthless words!

"She, she is the concubine of the spirit?"

Bai Shaoting shook his body.

He walked a few steps tightly, lifted the messy hair stuck to the blood stains, his clear eyes closed, and the butterfly-like eyelashes covered a layer of shadow.

It was really that woman, she was still beautiful when she left, and now she looked like a corpse.