Chapter 130 Saving the Paranoid Prince 22
Murong Jing was startled and chased after her: "What girl? Where did you see her just now?"
The two were startled by Murong Jing's sudden appearance.
Subconsciously, he replied blankly, "The competition was held over there. It's over now. We finally headed towards Yangcheng Lake."
Lingyao has no interest in fireworks. In her eyes, the fireworks in the sky are just a flash of fire.
Murong Qing seemed very excited. He ran to Lingyao with two candied haws in his hand, screaming as the fireworks burst.
He turned around and shouted at Lingyao, fearing that the sound of the fireworks was too loud and she couldn't hear him.
"Master, these fireworks are so beautiful, why don't you take me as your apprentice while the fireworks are on."
This was the scene Murong Jing saw as he searched all the way here.
Destroyed by fireworks.
Murong Qing was dressed in orange clothes, his handsome face illuminated by the fireworks, his features were clear, and he was smiling.
She stood behind Murong Qing, her temperament cold and indifferent, just like when she stood behind him before.
[Warning, warning, the plane is under great mental attack, the system is being repaired...]
This sentence rang in Lingyao's mind.
The next second, someone grabbed my wrist.
Murong Jing silently led the person and walked against the crowd.
Murong Qing behind him was still shouting: "Fifth Brother, why did you come and leave again? Don't you want to watch the fireworks?"
The shadow following behind: Shut up, Prince Eleven.
Lingyao was taken all the way to the top floor of Xiangyu Pavilion.
Xiangyu Pavilion appears to be an ordinary tavern, but in reality it is an intelligence organization in the capital.
However, Murong Jing just walked all the way up, no one stopped him, and some even provided cover for him.
But when he reached the second floor, someone stopped him.
Su Xi smiled and said, "My Lord, come here..."
Seeing Lingyao behind Murong Jing, the smile on Su Xi's face froze, and all the words in his mouth were changed into one sentence.
"grown ups."
Su Xi was the older sister of the two palace maids.
The two of them look very similar. When Murong Jing executed his sister Su Ya, he was also disgusted by such a similar face.
But these two are the only ones who have some interactions with Lingyao.
Finally, Murong Jing sent the man out of the palace and let him serve as a spy in this building.
No one responded to Su Xi's words, and Murong Jing took Lingyao directly to the third floor.
As soon as he entered, he locked the door, then took out chains from the cabinet, sat beside the bed, and handcuffed Lingyao's hands one by one.
There are many kinds of chains, and each one is exquisitely made and looks good.
There was even a pair of handcuffs made from a cold iron ring strung with pearls.
I know clearly that these chains can’t trap Lingyao.
But he still stubbornly wanted to lock her up.
Lingyao held his hand and was about to take it away.
A warm tear fell on her hand.
It started with a single drop, and then a series of drops came down with a clattering sound.
It seemed as if it was going to smash big holes in Lingyao's palms.
The fox tail tied in his black hair still fell to his straight shoulders as he sat down.
The dark red robe was stained with dust because he was in a hurry to find someone, but it did not affect its exquisiteness.
His head was lowered, and the lines of his profile were handsome and neat.
Lingyao reached out and lifted up his drooping face.
I saw that the pair of eyes that were always dark and cold had a red circle under them, and his lips were tightly pursed.
Even though Lingyao was looking at him with her face raised so that she could not leave any room for him to look, he still knew to turn his head away to prevent her from seeing.
This prince, who was considered vicious and fickle by his subordinates, was now crying stubbornly and aggrieved in Lingyao's hands.
"Why are you crying?"
Lingyao wiped the tears that had not yet dried from his eyes with her fingertips and asked softly.