Poison Doctor Demon Consort

Cui Yingying, you, the prime minister's daughter, are having trouble with my carriage driver? Zhu Youhong walked slowly with Linghu Shuiyue on his arm.

When Zhu Youhong's eyes fell on Linghu Shuiyue, they were as tender as water; when he turned to look at Cui Yingying, he was instantly frozen.

Cui Yingying was startled, and when she turned around, she was even more frightened by the cold light in the Ninth Prince's eyes.

Legend has it that this man killed people like crazy without a trace of human emotion. Is this true? Last night, she stayed alone in the empty room for this man! Who can understand this deep resentment?

However, his arm holding Linghu's daughter made her look dazzling.

Master Jiu! This slave contradicted Yingying, and Yingying was just too angry, so she couldn't help but wave her hand. In fact, Yingying never hit anyone in the prime minister's house. Cui Yingying explained in a low voice, the resentful woman's expression on her face It was written on her face, and she couldn't hide it even if she wanted to.

Cui Yingying didn't know that this coachman was no ordinary coachman. He was Lu Dongyang, Jiuye's personal bodyguard. Lu Dongyang was not originally a coachman, but Jiuye's coachman always died when he was attacked. After three deaths in a row, Lu Dongyang volunteered to become Jiuye's coachman.

Lu Dongyang has been with Master Jiu for a long time, and Master Jiu has long treated him like a brother.

One can imagine how angry Master Jiu was when he saw Cui Yingying beating his coachman Lu Dongyang!

He said coldly: My carriage driver, you are not qualified to hit me casually. This is the first time I miss you today, so I'll let you go. This is the carriage of my king and princess. You have to take another carriage. go.

Cui Yingying stayed where she was and watched as Master Jiu finished speaking and then gently carried Princess Linghu Shuiyue into the carriage.

He held her in that way, as if his princess was a treasure. He held her gently and put her down, got in the car, and set off immediately without looking at her again.

Is she worse than a coachman? ! Cui Yingying gritted her teeth with hatred, two clusters of flames bursting out of her eyes.

Who is that woman? Isn't it just a general's daughter? She is the daughter of a prime minister, and her father is at the same level as her father. Why are their treatments so different? Hatefully, she turned around, got into another carriage and followed.

In front, in the gorgeous carriage, Linghu Shuiyue lay lazily in Zhu Youhong's arms like a kitten. Linghu Shuiyue didn't want to say a word about Cui Yingying just now.

My beloved, haven't you slept enough? The man hugged the woman and gently stroked her hair, as if stroking the fur of a small pet.

Will she get enough sleep? Didn't you get a good night's sleep? However, this man was as awake as she was. It was early in the morning, but he was in high spirits and not tired at all. But she really wanted to sleep, so she lay in his arms and continued to sleep.

The man was really in high spirits. He suddenly lifted her hair and asked enthusiastically: Guess, did your brother and Prince Duanmu have a wedding ceremony last night?

When Linghu Shuiyue heard this, he raised his face and glared at Zhu Youhong angrily: Are you a man? Are you as gossipy as women?

damn it! She is also a little curious! I'm so sorry, brother!

Are you asking me if I'm a man? You couldn't prove it last night? How about I try my best to prove it to my beloved concubine tonight? The man was thinking about the seven postures from last night.

Linghu Shuiyue closed her eyes angrily, too lazy to pay attention to this man whose mind had become dirty.