Rebirth: Sick Jiao Regent is a clinging spirit every day

"who are you?"

Jun Xun raised his head and smiled harmlessly, "Brother Yueying, what do you mean by this sentence?"

"His Highness is not here now, you don't need to pretend, who are you and what is the purpose of following His Highness? If you dare to harm him, even if you risk your life, I will get rid of you!"

Jun Xun pushed the long sword around his neck away with two fingers, "Unfavorable?"

In this world, there is no other person who is more sincere than him...

Yue Ying exhausted all her strength, but the sword in her hand couldn't move even a little bit, and was tightly clamped in his hand.

"Are you a spy sent by the second prince!"

"Second prince?"

Mu Chengde?

Just a waste prince.

Jun Xun chuckled, lowered his eyes, and continued to carve the villain in his hand.

"You...you...don't think that if you don't speak, I will let you go!"

"Yue Ying, you are bullying Ah Xun again!"

A bowl of black things in Mu Chengyan's hand came out, his face was covered with some dust, and his white robe had been dyed gray.

With a doting expression on Jun Xun's face, he took out a white handkerchief, stood on tiptoes, and wiped the dust off Mu Chengyan's face.

Mu Chengyan accidentally saw that white handkerchief... It looked familiar, and before he could speak, Jun Xun put the handkerchief on his chest like a treasure.

"Thank you, Ah Xun, this is the meal I cooked with my own hands, and I don't know how to do anything... I can only make some simple porridge."

Yueying looked at the black lump, and then remembered the scene of her being tortured, and she huddled in a corner.

"The things my brother made are so beautiful, how about letting me have a taste?"

Before I could stop Yueying, Jun Xun had already taken a sip with a spoon, and Yueying closed her eyes in despair.

Although he didn't like this young man very much, but... he was too pitiful, to... even eat the meal cooked by His Highness!

Mu Chengyan asked nervously, "Is it good?"

"It's delicious. Everything my brother makes is delicious."

With a happy smile on his face, Jun Xun picked up the spoon and took another sip. This was the best porridge he had ever had.

"Guchen, come and taste it too, there are two bowls left, I make a lot."

Gu Chen coldly took what Mu Chengyan handed over, without even looking at it, hugged the bowl, and took a sip.

On the face of the iceberg that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, a crack appeared...

Yueying squatted aside, her stomach ached from laughing.

Gu Chen, a fool, actually dares to eat something made by His Highness?

"Moon Shadow, do you want to eat?"

Yue Ying covered her mouth in fright, "Your Highness...Your Highness, I remembered, I'm going to survey the terrain ahead, so I just...don't eat..."

"They all said it was delicious, Yueying, don't you really want to try it?"

Looking up again, there is no trace of Moon Shadow.

"Brother, I want more."

Jun Xun had already finished his bowl, and looked at Mu Chengyan with sparkling eyes.

"This bowl is also for you."

Jun Xun took it, held Nuo Da's bowl, and drank it all down again.

The dark sky, even the moon was covered by clouds.

The City Lord's Mansion of Feilong City, a tower made of stone, has gone through wind and frost.

The two guards at the door were shivering from a gust of evil wind.

"Why... why suddenly came a gust of evil wind, which made my back feel chilly."

"I also think... who made us suffer? We are born to be servants. In such a cold day, we have to guard the city gate outside..."

Before the man finished speaking, a cold blade cut across his neck without stopping for a moment.The next moment, the other man stared wide-eyed, unwilling to die!

The blade fell back into the man's hand without a drop of blood on it.

Under the moonlight, the man was tall and slender, wearing a black robe with gold patterns, and a silver mask covering his face, revealing only the corners of his crimson lips, which curved faintly, as if showing disdain.

Another room was brightly lit.

"Hey, it's really bad luck today, I finally met someone who looks good, and it turned out to be a formidable one!"

Long Yin half leaned on the bed, and a maid stood beside him, gently wiping the wound on his forehead.

Long Yin looked up and down at the maid in front of him, she was quite handsome, she was a new maid hired by his mother, the ones in front were all tortured to death by him.

A bunch of useless things, he can't even serve him well.

Long Yin reached out and grabbed the servant girl's arm, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, "Xiaoju, take good care of this young master tonight, and tomorrow will be of your benefit."

The servant girl turned pale with fright, and shook her head fiercely, "No...young master...I already have a fiancé, and he is also on duty here..."

Long Yin's face instantly became gloomy and terrifying, and with a force, he forcibly pulled the maid into her arms.

"You hate this young master?"

The woman tugged on her clothes tightly, her tears kept falling like broken beads.

"No... no, young master, please, please forgive me..."

How could Long Yin hear her begging for mercy? In his eyes, women are tools.

He wants what he wants, and no one can refuse.

The woman who can be favored by him is the luck of eight lifetimes.

Long Yin threw him on the bed, and couldn't wait to untie his belt.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew the door open, and a biting coldness entered the room, and Long Yin's back felt cold for a while.

Just as he turned his head, a stone was thrown in unexpectedly, and landed straight on Long Yin's right eye!

"Ah! my eyes, my eyes!"

Long Yin rolled down from the bed, covered her eyes, and rolled on the ground.

The woman put on her clothes and ran out in panic. There are ghosts... there are ghosts!

Ghost kills!

A black boot stepped into the room, accompanied by a low laugh, as if from hell.

Long Yin's blurred vision saw a man's feet, covered his eyes, and crawled to the bottom of the bed, "You...don't come here, don't come here!"

The man hooked his fingers lightly, and Long Yin's body seemed to be forcibly pulled out by a force.

A foot landed on his leg, with the sound of bones breaking.

Long Yin screamed, the sound was piercing.

"Ah! My legs!"

One eye was blinded, one leg was broken, and the severe pain hit him. The pain made him tremble all over, and his lips turned white.

The man looked down at the poor creature on the ground, and the corner of his mouth curled up.

"Remember the oath you made today?"

Long Yin recalled the oath he made today, if he breaks it, he will be blinded and broken...

"Ghost...you are a ghost..."

Long Yin dragged his embarrassing body to crawl out, scratching the cold ground with his fingernails, leaving streaks of blood.

But his body seemed to be fixed here, unable to move at all.

The man suddenly chuckled, "How could this king be a ghost, raise your head, and take a good look at who this king is."

Long Yin raised his head, the man wore a silver mask and a black robe, and a trembling voice escaped from his mouth. "The regent...you are Jun Qingyu!"