I turned into a beautiful girl from the bloodshed

Hui quickly put those absurd things in her head behind her.

After several people changed their shoes.

Another maid in kimono began to walk slowly ahead to lead them the way.

After several people entered the so-called entrance, they walked into a long corridor with ancient nightingale wooden floors. Modern lights were installed on the ceiling, illuminating the entire corridor like daytime. Porcelain wares of different shapes and sizes, including gourds, bottles, jun, cans, plates, bowls, blue, black, white, colored...

When passing by a bowl, Hui couldn't help but take a few more glances.

This bowl is about the same size and shape as the porcelain bowl used for eating at Hui's family, but it has a pattern of "alpricot blossoms in full bloom, spring breeze blowing green willows, and two swallows flying together" painted on its surface.

The pattern is very delicate and delicate, the two swallows are vividly depicted, and the apricot blossoms that occupy half of the entire bowl are also vivid and lifelike.

Hui couldn't help stretching out her white and tender slender hand, held it up in front of her eyes, and observed it carefully with her beautiful eyes that were as crystal as black gems.

Prince Yourhito looked at Hui's posture from the side. He was attracted by the fair skin exposed by Hui's jade hand holding the bowl. The whiteness of Hui's skin was different from that of the porcelain bowl. The whiteness of Hui's skin was more lively, energetic, and pure. The temperament of the dead body is incomparable to the porcelain bowl white of the dead thing.

"Miss my wife, are you interested in porcelain?" Prince Youren was overjoyed, it happened that he knew this bowl, so he could show it in front of the beauties.

He had been showing Hui the charm of being a prince all the way!

That is commonly known as: pretense.

There is a purpose for men to pretend to be aggressive, especially in front of girls, that is to win the girl's favor, make her look at him with admiration, develop a good impression of him, and finally like him.

Along the way, he tested many topics in front of Hui.

Such as stars, food, movies, sports, music, calligraphy and painting, the prince's daily life... etc., hoping to find things that Hui is interested in, and then use common words to get closer to each other...

but,

All of these failed!

Hui was calm from beginning to end.

No matter what he said, even the secrets of the royal family... Hui always had a flat look.

right now,

Prince Yourhito felt that he finally knew something that could interest Hui, and he could show his profound knowledge in front of Hui.

He looked at the bowl, and said to Hui: "This bowl is not simple. The white glaze is warm and moist, and the workmanship is exquisite. It should be an imperial treasure in the Qianlong period of the Hua Kingdom—the bowl with the enamel color apricot forest and spring swallows."

Speaking of this, Prince Youren stared at Hui's beautiful eyes, and continued: "... This bowl was sold at an international auction, and the final transaction price seems to be 2000 million US dollars. However, my wife likes it, so I can give it to you .”

"Thank you, but there is no shortage of bowls in my house. I appreciate your kindness." There was no nostalgia in his tone.

After Hui finished speaking, she put down the bowl in her hand, turned and left without any regrets.

'That's it again! '

'This sea-like calm! '

'It's really...I can't stop...I want to tear up this calm face on your face...Look at you at that time...What a wonderful look! '

"No, no, no!"

Youren frowned, shook his head, and shook off the evil thoughts in his head.

He can't understand Hui!

It was the first time he felt irritable on a woman, and even had the idea of ​​using his power to force Hui to submit.

He has never been short of women since he was a child, and he has long since transcended the low level of "pursuing women's bodies".

In other words, the vulgar taste of "a woman's body" can no longer satisfy him.

In his eyes today, every stunning beauty is a unique famous tea!

It needs to be tasted carefully and slowly! !

The process of "tasting" is reflected in all aspects, for example, the process of pursuing beauty, the process of passionate love after catching up, and the aftertaste after passionate love...

If you use power to force it, it will be tasteless. After all, women's bodies and other things, he has long been tired of that kind of thing... Now he likes to taste the hearts of beauties!

The girls' looks and bodies are similar, but every girl's heart has its own charm.

This kind of thing is much more interesting than mere physicality.

Thinking of this, Prince Yourhito glanced at Hui in front of him.

This rare beauty is only sixteen years old, with a tall figure, a light body, dignified and elegant in his words and deeds, but his inner temperament is extremely fierce, with black hair like lacquer, skin like jade, beautiful eyes, and every move is different Charm.

He thought to himself: "Especially... even the body is so beautiful!" '

He really wanted to win the heart of this rare and beautiful girl.

As for the so-called "to get a woman's heart, you must first get a woman's body", he scoffed at one item.

This is simply putting the tea in the refrigerator to cool down forcibly before drinking it.

This is... a change of taste! !

It's just a bunch of crotch-thinking single guys.

"If my wife likes porcelain, that's just right. There are several warehouses of such things in my house. If my wife has time, I can—"

After finally finding something that Hui is interested in, Prince Yourhito does not intend to let go of this opportunity.

It's just that before he finished speaking, Hui interrupted: "Is this a real knife?"

Hui suddenly pointed to a samurai sword hanging on the wall of the corridor and asked.

This knife is placed on a knife holder fixed on the wall, with a black scabbard on the outside, with complicated patterns carved on the scabbard, it looks like a very tall and famous knife.

"Miss my wife, be careful!" Hisen Jianhui had already reached for the knife, reminding him a little worriedly.

He had been asked to practice swordsmanship since he was a child, so he could tell that this knife was not an ornament. If nothing else happened, the knife had not only been sharpened, but also had the cold feeling that he should have seen blood.

He was a little upset with Takeshi Chai Gong in his heart.

Okay, what kind of real knife should be placed in your home, in case you hurt the beauty, it would be bad.

As Prince Yourhito said, the movement of his hand was not slow, and he took the knife off the wall first.

"Miss my wife, this knife has been cut before, it is very dangerous. How about, Miss, look at other things..."

Prince Hishito's attitude is sincere and affectionate.

He was really afraid that Hui might hurt him. After all, in his eyes, if Hui, a rare beauty in the world, was left with a scar because of being injured by a sharp weapon, it would be an eternal regret! !

"I don't want to look at anything else, I just want this!" Hui insisted angrily, she looked like a spoiled child right now.

Although he enjoyed being stared at angrily by the beauty, he didn't want to spoil the beauty's interest.

"Then, my wife, be careful!"

After Prince Yuhito finished speaking, he slowly handed the samurai sword in his hand to Hui...

Chapter 297 Really?

Hui took the samurai sword.

"Be careful, it's a bit heavy." Prince Youren didn't forget to remind him.

This samurai sword weighs about two catties, which is really heavy for a girl.

"It's okay, my physical strength has always been good." Hui said, taking the samurai sword from Prince Yuhito's hands steadily with both hands.

Clang--!

Hui held the handle of the knife with his left hand and the scabbard with his right hand, and pulled out about a third of the knife.

The exposed blade has a well-proportioned posture and an elegant and slightly raised curvature. The part near the back of the blade is thicker and gradually becomes thinner.

As the saying goes, you can tell if a samurai sword is good by looking at the blade pattern.

The blade pattern of a famous knife is continuous, and the back of the knife is clearly separated from the blade, just like this knife.

It is a precious sword carefully smelted by famous masters. In ancient times, it would be accepted by warriors as a part of their limbs, cold and sacred.

However, limited by the materials of this planet, even if it is carefully crafted from refined steel.

In Huiyan's eyes, it is also the kind of thing that can be swept into the garbage dump.

Hui lowered her beautiful eyes, looking at the cold blade.

'This blade made of ordinary iron...if injected with true energy...should be able to last...for ten seconds, right? '

'No, maybe eight seconds...'

'And myself... How long will it take to kill everyone in this corridor? '

Thinking of this,

Hui looked up and scanned back and forth, eleven maids, and... Youren, a senior official of the National Security Bureau, and a bigger ant.

'Fourteen people...'

"It seems that it only takes...one second for me to kill all 11 people in this corridor with full of qi in my body! '

'wrong!Not for a second...'

"Miss my wife, what's the matter with you?" Prince Youren's voice interrupted Hui's thinking.

"En~"

Hui took a meaningful look at Prince Youren, and thought to himself: 'Forget it, just try it and it will be fine. '

"Miss my wife?" Seeing that Hui did not speak, Prince Youren continued to ask a little worriedly.

Hui smiled at him: "His Royal Highness, you see the destination ahead, can I go back?"

"Since we're all here, why don't you go in and sit down!" Prince Youren invited politely.

He looked at the way Hui smiled, and it was stunningly beautiful, with a bit of naughty playfulness.

Let him look stunned.

It's just that he couldn't understand what it meant for Hui to smile at a man.

"Then... what if I refuse?"

……

The surroundings fell silent for a moment.

"Your Highness!!"

Behind the boy, the black-clothed bodyguard with sunglasses and an indifferent face suddenly protected Prince Yourhito behind him.

His name is Taketo Yuki, and he is Prince Yourhito's personal bodyguard.

At this time, Yuki Kento was sweating profusely on his back, and stared at Hui with horror.

'when?I just found out now...'

'And...this feeling...this feeling of certain death...how long has it been since I felt it. '

'This feeling, what the hell is this monster! ? '

As a bodyguard, he is very vigilant. He secretly observes Hui's every move from the moment Hui appears. As a result, he comes to the conclusion that Hui is a pretty little girl.

However, he didn't realize that he was wrong until just now!

After Hui finished speaking, she was waiting for the showdown. She was in a good mood today, and she didn't want to see blood on her birthday, so she acted with Prince Hisen until now.

Hui is very firm, the other party will not just let her go, don't look at the other party's seeming humility and politeness along the way, but this kind of noble young master will not be satisfied if he doesn't get what he wants.

At this time, Hui was ready to see blood.

The zhenqi in the body began to pour into the samurai sword through the palm of his hand.

Originally, according to the innate martial artist's control over true qi, this process was carried out completely silently, and even a trace of killing intent would not be revealed.

However, it is a little helpless that the material of this knife is too rubbish, it is all ordinary iron that does not contain a little meteorite iron, and there are many fine lines that cannot be seen by the naked eye, which should be the damage left by previous battles.

Therefore, this caused a trace of the true qi that Hui poured into it to leak.

The leaked zhenqi was exposed with the amazing killing intent of the Heavenly Sword tactics.

Originally, even so.

Except for some people who are very talented and have been wandering between life and death all year round, other ordinary people can't feel anything at all.

For example, Prince Yourhito, officials from the National Security Bureau, and these maids felt nothing, completely unaware that an invisible knife had been placed on their necks.