My wife was born European emperor

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When he woke up again, Shen Changqing was a little dazed. He looked at a pure and lustful man reclining on the couch of the noble concubine in the main seat.

This person was dressed in a red gauze robe, and the white tunic underneath was as thin as a cicada's wings, it seemed that he couldn't resist the spring color at all, and it was faintly visible under the two extremely thin clothes.

Shen Changqing silently looked away, good-looking is good-looking, but hot-eyed, who wants to appreciate a man who wears very well, black chicken mackerel.

"Are you awake?" The man on the imperial concubine's bed who had just closed his eyes and pretended to sleep had already opened his eyes at this moment, a pair of slender Ruifeng eyes swept towards him, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Shen Changqing didn't answer his words, there is no need to answer nonsense.

"I don't want to see me." The man on the opposite side moved slightly, and the next moment he appeared in front of Shen Changqing. He pulled out the sword from the sword stand next to him. The blade of the sword gleamed coldly in the candlelight. Provoking Shen Changqing's jaw: "What? Didn't you keep clamoring to see me before, but now you see me and ignore it?"

When he said this, Shen Changqing suddenly remembered that this was the murderer Wu Sheng who massacred the city.

The man's melodious voice seemed a little scary here: "Why don't you talk? What does the child want from me?"

Before the words fell, the tip of the sword was a little closer to Shen Changqing's throat, and there was faint blood oozing out, dripping down the tip of the sword.

Wu Sheng saw Shen Changqing looking at him with calm eyes, without showing a trace of fear, not like a normal child at all, he couldn't help but have a trace of doubt in his eyes.

He continued to lift Shen Changqing's chin, and when Wu Sheng was about to poke it into his throat, he stopped suddenly. He put his sword back into the scabbard, leaned down and talked to him: "Child, how about being my foster husband?"

"..." Shen Changqing felt that he was sick, and the illness was not serious, so he replied with a cold face: "Not at all."

He started to talk about business: "Remove all the corpses you killed."

"What?" Wu Sheng narrowed his Ruifeng eyes, with a hint of danger in them: "You also came to persuade me to go to Buddha?"

"I don't care if you go to Buddha or not." Shen Changqing said impatiently, "Your body is blocking our carriage, move it away quickly."

"Heh." Wu Sheng sneered, lowered his eyes and looked down at Shen Changqing: "What if I say no?"

Shen Changqing also looked up at him, feeling that Wu Sheng's eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Yu Shan's, and he frowned: "I will make your death worse than those corpses."

After all, there are many flower blades gathered around Wu Sheng, and all the sharp points point to him. Although the flowers are beautiful, they must be poisonous.

Shen Changqing didn't move at all, and he didn't know how his spiritual power was activated. He just thought about the picture in his mind for a while, and then the picture imagined in his mind followed the reality.

It seems to be some kind of mind control.

Anyway, he doesn't understand these messy things, but he uses them with proficiency. Shen Changqing is the only one who believes that he is a novice.

Wu Sheng found it, but Shen Changqing was not in a hurry. He looked around, but he didn't seem to find Mu Qingfeng.

Shen Changqing suddenly turned cold: "Where is Mu Qingfeng?"

"Him? That idiot in white clothes you mentioned?" Wu Sheng didn't seem to understand why Shen Changqing wanted to find Mu Qingfeng: "What did you ask him for? I just took the drug and coaxed him to eat it as candy, just one A fool with a brain problem, what do you want him for?"

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