The Cold Prince Dotes On His Wild Wife

Chapter 917



Jing Tian Jue’s heart was filled with unhappiness. He placed a gentle kiss on Su Tan’er’s forehead and said to her, “I still has matters to take care of. You should obediently stay in the manor and not leave alone! I’ll have Mo Yu stay. ”

Su Tan’er nodded her head.

Jing Tian Jue was waiting for her to speak, but in the end, after waiting for a long time, Su Yan’er didn’t say anything more.

Jing Tian Jue turned around. A trace of disappointment flashed through his eyes as he left in disappointment.

Su Tan’er returned to her room and sat inside the hall as she thought about Murong Lang and General’s Estate Gan’s matters.

She was more clear than anyone about the relationship between Murong Lang and the Universe. Murong Ling had used Murong Lang and Qiankun to threaten her, so she was very clear on Murong Ling’s intentions.

Annoyed, he scratched his jet-black hair, debating whether to tell Jing Tian Jue or not.

She did not want Jing Tian Jue to become involved because of her, and did not want Prince Jing’s Manor to be implicated. However, she did not know that Jing Tian Jue’s power was much stronger than she had expected.

Jing Tian Jue had the men escort Qiankun and all of the guards he brought back to Ying Prefecture. He thought that Murong Ling would agree to all of their conditions. He didn’t expect that he had made a miscalculation. Murong Ling wanted his woman!

Mo Yu stood to the side and stared at him. After a long time, Mo Yu spoke, “Murong Lang has already been controlled by Murong Ling, including the people from General’s Estate! “This is a letter sent by Murong Ling.”

As he spoke, he handed a letter to Jing Tian Jue.

Jing Tian Jue looked at the contents of the letter and his face darkened to the extreme. Gripping the letter tightly, he cursed in his heart, “Damned Murong Ling! How dare he covet I’s woman! “You’re courting death!”

The low voice ordered Mo Yu, “Order it down, Prince Jing’s Manor will need to strengthen his defense in the next few days! Those people that I has trained, they should be coming out to exercise! ”

Mo Yu’s eyes flashed, “Jue, you want to use Death God?”

The corner of Jing Tian Jue’s mouth lifted into a faint smile, “I is naturally useful in raising them! Since Murong Ling doesn’t know what’s good for you, then don’t blame I for not showing mercy! ”

Mo Yu felt a chill run down his spine. The people they had been secretly training these past few years were called Death Gods. They were invulnerable and could kill no one. All these years Jing Tian Jue had been hiding in the dark and had never come out. It seemed that Murong Ling had truly touched Jing Tian Jue’s reverse scale!

After replying to Jing Tian Jue, Mo Yu disappeared from the study.

At night, Jing Tian Jue dragged his tired body to the hall. Su Qian’er helplessly looked at the lively and excited Jing Bian on the bed and slightly frowned.

When Jing Tian Jue saw this, he walked up and gently stroked her soft hair and asked, “What happened?”

Su Yan’er gave Jing Tian Jue a look, indicating that he should look for himself.

This child, even though he had slept enough during the day, he was still in such high spirits at night. She was extremely tired, but this brat didn’t sleep at all as he continued to call her ‘elder sister fairy’.

Jing Tian Jue gave Jing Buli a cold glare and reminded him, “Li’er, your elder sister fairy is tired. She wants to rest. “Don’t mess around.”

Jing Buli suddenly stopped and stared at Jing Tian Jue with his round eyes. He pursed his lips and said, “Big sister fairy didn’t say she was tired. Father, you are jealous that I have Big sister fairy with me. You don’t have it, right?”

When Su Yan’er heard Jing Buli’s words, she glanced at Jing Tian Jue’s ever-changing face and could not help but want to laugh.

Jing Tian Jue’s long and narrow phoenix eyes revealed a hint of sternness. When Jing Buli saw this, he instantly became listless. Jumping down from the bed and landing on the ground, he looked at Su Tan’er in grievance, “Big sister fairy, if you’re tired, just go to sleep. Li’er will guard you here. ”

“No need. After Li’er woke up, it seems like she hasn’t eaten yet. You’re still a child, so your body is very important. I’ll take you to eat, how about that? ”

Jing didn’t leave his heart pounding. “Okay, okay. With big sister fairy here, Li’er will definitely eat a lot. In the future, when Li’er grows up, I will definitely marry this big sister fairy and become his wife. ”

The corner of Su Yan’er’s mouth twitched. With a gentle smile in her eyes, she led Jing Tian Jue away. After giving Jing Tian Jue a look, she left with Jing Mo Li. Jing Tian Jue followed behind the two with a dark expression. Seeing the two of them getting along so harmoniously, his eyes were filled with love.

Her son was back, and so was Honeysuckle. It was like a dream, so real that he almost thought it was a dream!

In the blink of an eye, two days had passed. At noon of this day, Su Tan’er was practicing martial arts in the courtyard. From afar, she saw Mo Yu walking towards Jing Tian Jue’s study with a grave expression.

Su Tan’er wanted to call out to Mo Yu, but who knew that Mo Yu did not seem to notice her.

Su Tan’er stared at Mo Yu’s back and thought, “Could it be that something happened at Yingzhou?”

Feeling uneasy, he reminded Jing Bian to obediently practice, while he himself quietly went to the study room to listen to Mo Yu and Jing Tian Jue’s words.

Inside the study room, Mo Yu had a serious expression as he said to Jing Tian Jue, “Murong Ling has escaped!”

“What?” They escaped? ”

“Murong Ling is too cunning. He has an expert in disguise by his side, and he actually got someone to disguise himself as him. The person that our people have captured is not Murong Ling.” I’m afraid that he has already expected us to intervene in this matter! ”

Jing Tian Jue shot a glance at Mo Yu with his long and narrow eyes, “Order people to keep an eye on him, don’t let him sneak into the Profound Sky Continent!”

“Yes sir!”

Hearing the words of the two, Su Qian’er felt an indescribable unease in her heart. Murong Ling had actually escaped from Jing Tian Jue’s hands! If he had snuck into the Heavenly Abyss Region, what would he do?

Ye Zichen clenched his fists, cast a glance at the two men in the study and quietly left.

Noon, in a small inn in Yan City. Murong Ling was wearing ordinary coarse clothes as he sat in a corner of the hall on the first floor. Even though he was dressed in ordinary clothes, the aura of an emperor exuded from his body couldn’t be concealed.

Under Jun Leng’s brows, a pair of black eyes that carried a trace of ruthlessness and craftiness swept over the surroundings. Finally, he withdrew his gaze and the corner of his mouth hooked into an imperceptible smile! He glanced at the woman beside him and said, “Remember your purpose for coming here! I wants you to trade Su Tan’er for me! ”

The woman opened her mouth, her voice was actually the same as Su Yan’er’s, “Yes, master!”

Murong Ling slowly extended his hand and took off the woman’s veil. Looking at her impeccable appearance, his fingers gently caressed her face as he said, “Jingjing, why do you look so similar to Su Yan’er, but not her!”

The woman remained silent, and a trace of sadness flashed across her eyes. Her appearance shouldn’t have been like this before. She was forcefully transformed into her current appearance by the man beside her. Right now, she was very beautiful, but in the end, it wasn’t her! For this man, she was willing to sacrifice herself, but this man didn’t even give her a single glance.

When she regained her senses, she lowered her head in silence. Mu Rong Ling clenched his fists and said in a low voice:

“Jing Tian Jue, do you really think you have the ability to transcend the heavens!? Those people you killed were just ants! I don’t believe that there is nothing that I can’t get that I want! What did the throne count for! Women are what I care about the most. Su Tan’er, obediently wait for me! “


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