Chapter 3089: The First Assassin: Abstinence for the Prince (40)

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"Tanger--" The next second, Murong Yu shouted her name, and the corner of her mouth outlined a very light smile: "Don't go tonight."
She turned suddenly, and in addition to the shock in the eyebrows, the rest was a surprise.
For so long, there are so many women around Murong Yu. Finally... finally it was her turn.
She can bear the pain and not care that he has three wives and four sisters, as long as she can stay with him, then everything is worth it.
"Tick and ticking -"
It seemed that there was a light rain outside the window, and Murong Yu was violently facing Song Tan on the bed.
Even if this was her first time, he did not have the slightest pity.
This is him, only care about his rights. For women, women are but tools.
In addition to doing things for her, is to satisfy his desires.
Such a man, no matter how the history changes, there is always a woman who is willing to pay for his disregard for self-respect.
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Early next morning.
Song Tan's face was pale and his eyes closed, and the bed was a mess.
Qingsong knocked on the door and came in. It seems that I am not surprised to see such a scene.
"What?" Murong Yu said while wearing clothes: "It is a big thing to look at your look."
Qingsong nodded and looked heavy: "Mu Wang is seriously ill, and the king is going into the palace."
"What?" Murong Yu was surprised first, then laughed loudly: "Ha ha ha, it seems that Dongfeng is coming very fast!"
"Yes, the prince." Qingsong continued: "The general has decided to help the prince, although his wife is a person from the Seychelles, but he must be guilty about the Prince."
"Why?"
"Return to the Lord's words." Qing Song explained: "The person who left him outside the city, who did not let him lead the war, is the Prince."
"This should be a lot of things for a long time." Murong Yu sneered aloud: "It seems that this old general is quite vengeful."
"Perhaps because of his vengeance, he gave us the opportunity to take advantage of it." Qing Song glanced at Song Tandao on the bed: "Yeah must hurry."
"Reassured, the king will never be dragged by a woman in front of a big event." Murong Yu shrugged and said: "I will enter the palace."
The snow fell in December, and the entire Forbidden City was wailing.
Luo Dust stood next to Murong, a pair of clear eyebrows with a touch of streamer.
This mid-game, the count, has finally come to an end.
They have played so many times in the dark, and finally have a result.
Outside the temple, the wind and snow, the doctor in the temple for the king of the diagnosis and treatment.
To avoid the king's cold, many Wang Ye Wang are waiting outside, did not go in.
In addition, Murong Yu...
"Father Wang -" Murong Yu came out of the snow and rushed into the inner hall. The voice of compassion suddenly sounded and squatted on the ground: "Father... why? Why do you open your eyes to see your son, father?"
"Returning to the prince, Mu Wang is now very weak." The doctor said to the side: "Please also ask the prince not to be too excited, and the entrance and exit must be closed, so that the king will not be cold."
"Yes, yes, the doctors are justified." Murong Yu said as he walked toward the door.
In the next second, he opened the door that the palace girl had closed, and the heavy snow blew in and the wind was biting.
"Eight lords... you... what are you doing..."
"What am I doing, can't you understand?" Murong Yu's mouth outlined a cold smile: "This day has changed. You should have a place in your heart and want to stand there."