Chapter 143 Saving the Paranoid Prince 35
Lingyao had her back to him, holding a sword, while Lan Ji was facing him with a smile on his face.
When she saw him come in, there was a rare hint of provocation in her gentle eyes.
The way he spoke to Lingyao seemed to have a kind of intimacy that no one else had.
It seemed like they had known each other for a long, long time.
elder sister?
Murong Jing curled the corner of his mouth and took two steps forward.
His eyes were cold, and the narrow corners of his eyes carried a bloodthirsty murderous intent.
The bony fingers grasped Lan Ji's neck tightly and pressed down hard.
Lan Ji's face, which was as gentle as water, turned red from holding back his anger, and he was forced to his knees uncontrollably.
For the first time, Murong Jing forgot to cover the blood on his body in front of Lingyao.
He just wanted to kill the person in front of him.
There was no change in the expression on his handsome and cold face, except for the darkness under his eyes and the bloodthirsty arc at the corner of his mouth.
Seeing Lan Ji's face start to turn purple, his brows furrowed.
Lingyao raised the tip of her sword and gently tapped the back of Murong Jing's hand.
"Okay, let go."
Murong Jing didn't let go.
Lingyao clapped twice more.
Lan Ji was breathing heavily, and there were still a few finger marks on his neck.
He knew that Murong Jing just wanted to kill him in a bloodless way.
Wasn't he the down-and-out prince who always pretended to be harmless in front of her?
Lan Ji didn't expect that Murong Jing would be exposed so easily.
I thought it would be more exciting.
But it seems that this fingerprint is well worth it.
He stood up from the ground with a smile on his face, although the smile seemed pale and weak.
"Zi Zi, I came here today to tell you that you are poisoned. You must take the antidote within three months. The antidote is with the leader, so you'd better complete the task given to you by the organization within three months."
Having said this, he glanced at Murong Jing, who had turned his back since he let go of his hand.
After he finished speaking, Murong Jing's figure stiffened for a moment.
However, Lingyao, who was poisoned, did not react at all after hearing it, and it was even as if it was a passing cloud in her ears.
Looking at Murong Jing who had his back to her, she pulled him over first.
The action is a bit tough.
Lingyao pried open Murong Jing's fingers.
Sure enough, the palm of his hand was pinched and bleeding.
Lingyao really wanted to tie up the God of Wealth and give him a good beating. Could he change his crazy temper?
While doing this, he pulled out a hand, took off the gold bag from his waist and threw it into Lan Ji's arms.
"Thanks, and I'll buy you a bottle of medicine for your wounds."
In an instant, Lan Ji's face turned even paler, almost without any blood.
Although it was his neck that was being pinched, it felt as if his heart was being squeezed without any severity.
He was silent, took out a bottle of medicine from his clothes and handed it over.
Maybe it was because I almost suffocated just now.
The air in the room made Lan Ji feel uncomfortable breathing, and he didn't want to stay in the room for another minute.
Before going out, Lan Ji paused for a moment.
Leave a seemingly true sentence.
"Sister, I don't understand."
I don't understand why she would suddenly go against the organization, and why she would be so nice to a mission target who she had only been with for a short time.
I don't understand why he is so upset about this.
I don't understand why he can remember things that happened seven or eight years ago so clearly.
He pushed the door open and went out.
But it is because all assassins have specially trained strong hearing.
You can hear clearly the conversation in the room even if the voices are not lowered.
That cold voice reached his ears.
"Why are you crying?"
"I didn't cry." The prince replied stiffly in a low, hoarse voice.
That prince can actually cry?
Lan Ji's black eyes were dazed for a moment.
He knew more comprehensive information about Murong Jing.
This prince is not a kind person at all, quite the opposite.
He is cruel, gloomy and arrogant, and his mind is deep and unfathomable.
Everyone in the palace only thinks of him as someone who can be bullied by everyone, but in fact, he is the person who should be most feared in the palace.
The way he deals with people is like a madman, it's chilling.
Therefore, Lan Ji has always firmly believed that Zi must have been deceived by him.
But how could a person like him who couldn't tolerate anyone cry?
Lingyao's expression was also very serious.
The God of Wealth shed tears drop by drop into her palm, but he still had a look on his face.
The line of his lips was stretched into a straight line, stubbornly trying to hold back the tears from falling.
He said firmly that he did not cry.
The villain in Lingyao's heart was going crazy.
Ahhhhh, why is the baby God of Wealth crying so cutely!
I want to kiss you!