Fierce Concubine: Reborn as a Vicious Queen

She is no longer a naive and ignorant little girl, so she will not turn around and leave just by gambling, because if this happens, she will not only not be able to return to the palace by relying on the power of a person, but will also get lost. Instead, she will delay going back to enjoy the prince with the help of the prince.

The time of the plan.

So, her only choice now is-

Let's talk about it tomorrow.

...

Hearing the footsteps from far to near behind him and the slight breathing of Su Yueming, a smile gradually appeared on Murong Canghai's face.

It was really not easy for her to compromise.

Su Yueming followed him silently, with a expressionless face cold.

His legs were so long and he walked so fast, and it was very difficult for her to keep up with him, but he never stopped and waited for her. She had to run a few steps from time to time to follow, but she did not

I was so tired that I was out of breath.

After walking for a long time in this way, they finally stopped in front of a house.

Murong Canghai raised his hand, knocked on the door three times, and asked politely: "Is there anyone in the room? Can I stay for one night?"

He wants to stay here?

When Su Yueming was wondering, the door of the room had already opened. An old man was holding a lantern in his hand. He was wearing a thin gray cloth dress, his hair was a little messy, and his eyes were sleepy pajamas.

It seems that he just got up from the bed.

His faint eyes looked at Murong Canghai up and down, then followed the light and looked at Su Yueming on the side, and asked-

"Lucky Su? Then what is the relationship between you two?"

"Brother and sister."

"couple."

The two of them gave completely different answers at the same time. Su Yueming suddenly looked up and frowned deeply. Couple? What did he say so?

The old man also frowned and asked, "What's the relationship?"

"It's a husband and wife, the old man." Murong Canghai said, taking out an ingot of orange gold from under his sleeve. Suddenly, the light of gold overshadowed the light of the candlelight in the old man's hand, making him smile with a golden smile on his face.

.

The old man was afraid that he would change his mind, so he immediately took the gold with a smile, and while greeting Murong Canghai and Su Yueming, he said flatteringly—

"No wonder, when I first saw you, you looked like a couple. This little lady refused to admit it. Maybe she was shy."

"..." Su Yueming glared at the old man fiercely, with a cold face, and no temperature at all.

But Murong Canghai said, "Yes, she is small and very shy."

The old man happily led the two of them into the room to the west, pushed the door open, lit the candlelight inside, and said-

"This room was lived in before my daughter got married. Although it has been a long time since she lived in it, the old lady in my family cleaned it every day, so it was still very clean and tidy. Let's stay here tonight. Please say hello if you need anything.

That's it."

"Thank you, old man." Murong Canghai raised his hand and said.

The old man gave a few more words, then closed the door and went out, leaving them alone in the room.

Su Yueming looked around with expressionless expression. She looked around. There was only one bed in the room, and she could only lie down with only one person. She couldn't help but frown.

Murong Canghai yawned, and in front of her, he began to untidy the clothes without any scruples. The slender fingers were frosting around his waist, under the faint illumination of the candlelight, exuding the charm of the elves.

The breath.