Chapter 64 Show Love, Die Fast (2)

The girl's eyes were pitch black, like an endless night.

She is clearly watching you, but it gives people the feeling that she doesn't see you in her eyes!

This kind of contempt is generally only attached to the superior! But today's Yun Luofeng brings them this feeling...

"You came?"

Mu Wushuang's heart trembled, and he recovered, with a noble and elegant demeanor, not showing her inner jealousy, nor showing how good she was with the other party, but spoke to her in a tone of a strong man facing ants. :"you are late."

Yun Luofeng hooked the corner of his lips, his dark eyes turned to Gao Ling, and the smile on his lips was sinister and awe-inspiring: "The time written on the invitation sent to me by His Royal Highness is now, could it be that His Royal Highness will deliberately write it wrong? "

Of course, Mu Wushuang couldn't say that the prince wrote the wrong time, so she undoubtedly blamed herself.

"It is estimated that we all remembered the wrong time, so it was early. Sorry, I shouldn't accuse you of being late."

This sentence pushed Yun Luofeng to the opposite side of everyone.

Could it be that she was the only one who was right for one hour? Did they all remember it wrong?

"Yun Luofeng, don't go too far!" His handsome face sank instantly, Gao Ling took Mu Wushuang into his arms, and his eyes shot at Yun Luofeng with sword-like sharp eyes, "The time I wrote is true. It's a moment of time, you are late and you blame Wushuang for the fault, Wushuang, you don't need to apologize like this rubbish!"

In Gao Ling's arms, Mu Wushuang raised the corners of his lips lightly when no one noticed.

Naturally, what the prince wrote was You Shi Mo, but she took advantage of the Prince's inattentiveness and changed the hour to You Shi San Mo...

"Prince," Mu Wushuang subconsciously wanted to break free from the prince's embrace, his eyebrows wrinkled slightly, "Please let go, it's not very good in the public, what's more, Yun Luofeng is still your former fiancee."

Hearing this, Gao Ling rubbed her body even tighter, and said domineeringly: "It won't be long before you are the wife of the prince Mingmi, so why not? You admire Wushuang, not only the arrogant daughter of heaven, but also Jing Lin's disciple, she possesses extremely high medical skills at a young age, can she, Yun Luofeng, be compared to you?"

Mu Wushuang's face turned red, and he no longer struggled, snuggling into Gao Ling's broad chest, with a satisfied and happy smile on his lips.

Looking at the scene in front of the pair of dogs and men cuddling with each other, Yun Luofeng stretched out lazily, and a smile flashed in her evil black eyes: "Send you a word, show your love, and die quickly!"

The handsome face became more and more ugly, Gao Ling just wanted to teach Yun Luofeng a lesson, but at this moment, Mu Wushuang reached out and grabbed him.

"Forget it, Your Highness, in any case, you were once Yun Luofeng's fiancé. It's normal for her to be unhappy when you do this," Mu Wushuang shook his head at Gao Ling, his beautiful eyes turned to Yun Luofeng, and his demeanor was elegant and noble. "Yun Luofeng, I heard that you have recently become fascinated with medicine? Why don't we discuss it?"

"Pfft!"

As soon as Mu Wushuang said this, Guan Lin, the son of the Minister of War, couldn't help laughing: "Miss Wushuang, you are looking for someone to discuss medical skills, but you are simply looking for the wrong person. How can she compare Yun Luofeng to you? Are you? Jinglin's apprentice, with superb medical skills, what kind of thing is she? A prodigal who buys medicinal herbs with money and burns them for fun! I'm really curious, how many medicinal herbs she bought didn't poison anyone?"