Chapter 1402: This Damn Woman "The Ninth and Ninth Altars" Looking at the Han King, the last remaining altar was drunk for a thousand days. et The chief eunuch next to him had a bitter face and stammered.
Ten altars and a thousand days of drunkenness His Royal Highness King Han was not joking, but serious.
He really planned to drink ten jars of a thousand days drunk The chief eunuch rubbed his hands anxiously.
Seeing in front of him, Yun Linghan overbearingly slapped open the last jar of the sealed mud of a thousand days of drunkenness.
At this moment, the chief eunuch even wanted to die.
In case something goes wrong with His Royal Highness King Han's body These twenty altars are drunk for a thousand days, but he obeyed the order to let people move here.
The chief eunuch cried with a sad face, and could only pray from his heart that the two princes would be safe and sound after being drunk for a thousand days in twenty altars.
"Yun Linghan, you haven't let me go after you made enough trouble." looked at Yun Linghan's side face with hard lines like a knife and axe.
Feng Qingge frowned tightly and said coldly.
A beautiful face hidden under the veil was instantly filled with a thick layer of anger.
Ten altars and a thousand days of drunkenness.
Did he think it was a joke?
One jar after another, and it continued to be drunk like water Looking at the pile of mountain-like wine jar fragments on the ground, Feng Tingge's heart tightened for no reason. raised his eyes again, staring at Yun Linghan's eyes without dodging or evading.
After such a while, her wrist was already clenched and painful, and a circle of blue and purple scratches appeared on her face.
Feng Qingge frowned, looked at Yun Linghan who was speechless in front of him, and struggled desperately again.
"Let go of me."
Feng Qingge struggled violently, and finally repeated coldly.
Seeing Yun Linghan holding the wine jar with one hand, he still didn't react.
Feng Qingge's beautiful face quickly rose a thin layer of anger.
The white light of his hand flashed, and he grabbed a silver needle from the palm of his hand and stabbed it towards the acupoint of his wrist like the wind.
"Hmph."
The afterglow caught the flickering silver light beside it.
Yun Linghan let out a muffled snort of displeasure from his throat. quickly threw up his sleeves and pushed the wine jar in his hand one by one, avoiding the silver needle in the Fengtian singer.
A handsome and incomparable face brewed monstrous anger in an instant.
"Woman, you dare to stab this king again" Yun Linghan's deep and gloomy eyes stared at Feng Qinge's eyes tightly, and his voice opened his mouth in a deep voice.
That unhappy tone showed that he was in a very, no, and happy mood now.
As soon as he saw him, Feng Qingge's stubborn and cold expression.
I don't know why, Yun Linghan's heart once again swelled with inexplicable anxiety and anger.
Didn't she already know who she really was?
Why not even a little excitement or excitement reaction He even declared his ownership of her in front of the entire royal family and nobles.
But this damn woman I didn't appreciate it at all "Damn."
Yun Linghan gritted his teeth tightly.
A pair of bottomless dark eyes gradually turned from shallow to deep, obviously brewing a thick anger.
Feng Qingge looked back at Yun Linghan's eyes coldly, without flinching at all.
Yun Linghan pursed her lips tightly, and the strength of her wrist tightened again.
While the two were at a stalemate, a stumbling figure suddenly flashed.
Feng Qingge only felt that his wrist was tight, and the other wrist was suddenly grabbed tightly from behind
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