Chapter 2842 The Mischievous General's Beautiful Concubine (89)

Lu Xinglan said softly.

Then he got on the horse, his eyes hardened, he pulled the rein and galloped away immediately.

To end sooner.

Come back sooner.

[Ding, the hero's favorability is ninety-four. 】

Bai Weiwei was sent back to the capital and stuffed into Lu's residence, so she couldn't get out.

Going out is also followed by a line of soldiers.

Those who didn't know thought they were escorting prisoners.

Favorability is ninety-four.

The rebellion index is zero.

Bai Weiwei said that it couldn't be better, she was wrong to harm the country and the enchantress.

It's about to be disfigured.

Seeing that a month has passed.

There was only one and a half months left before the side mission, and she was about to change beyond recognition.

It's not that if you don't want to fail, you won't fail.

Ancient communication is so bad.

After Lu Xinglan went to the frontier, he almost disappeared.

Not to mention the strategy, even passing the news to him won't work.

The system is curious: "What message to send to make him rebel."

Bai Weiwei remained expressionless: "I'm going to fuck Yuanxuan's bastard and give him a cuckold. Whenever he gets angry, he will rebel and kill our pair of dogs."

System: The host is also fighting for the branch line.

Bai Weiwei sighed: "It's a pity, don't talk about the news, even if you want to do it, there is no condition. I'm afraid I will run away, and the Lu residence will be like a copper wall and an iron wall."

Because she was so sad, Bai Weiwei decided to go shopping to liberate her mood.

I bought a bunch of flowers and was just about to go home.

The carriage went on for a long time without stopping.

Bai Weiwei: "What's the matter? There are quite a lot of detours in the carriage. Has the driver lost his way?"

System: "No, he just wants to give you a gift."

Bai Weiwei: "?"

System: "Green hat."

The carriage stopped and the driver disappeared.

Bai Weiwei opened the curtain of the car to take a look, but saw pavilions, towers and pavilions, red walls and green tiles, and flowers like brocades.

palace...

And the young man standing under the carriage, wearing a yellow robe, with a delicate and sinister face, was happy because of his clear eyes, which diluted the morbid darkness on his body.

He seemed a little at a loss. Seeing the girl looking at him suspiciously, he wanted to explain, but his mouth became a little dumb.

"Zhen, no, I saw that you were in a bad mood, so I wanted someone to take you here to relax."

This reason is too perfunctory.

Relax and go to the palace.

Isn't it more depressing?

Bai Weiwei pursed her lips, but said nothing, her charming eyes showed a trace of cold emotion.

Although cold.

But still pretty.

Yuan Xuan took a few steps forward, looked at her quietly for a long time, and then stretched out his hand: "Wei Wei, do you like this place?"

Bai Weiwei didn't say a word, but the strangeness in her eyes became more and more serious.

She finally reacted and wanted to get back into the carriage.

But the next moment, he saw Yuan Xuan getting into the carriage.

Bai Weiwei immediately shouted in a low voice: "What are you doing, I am married, Your Majesty."

The words were cold and heavy.

Before Yuan Xuan stepped into the carriage with half a foot, he paused.

He lowered his eyes, the joy in his eyes was replaced by indifference, and then he let out a soft snort.

"Not soon."

When he said this, he paused for a while to think, and then said: "You should say that she is the widow of the Lu family."

Bai Weiwei turned pale, "Please don't talk nonsense, Your Majesty."

There is a kind of distorted heat surging in Yuan Xuan's black eyes.

He smiled, "Lu Xinglan is dead. He was raided by the army of the Northern Kingdom and fell into the cliff. There is a celebration in the Northern Kingdom."

Although no body was seen, no one was sure if he was dead.

The suspicious Yuan Xuan sent the most powerful killer early to find his body.

Or...the living Lu Xinglan.

Then kill him again.

Bai Weiwei pursed her lips and looked at him coldly with disbelief.

Yuan Xuan sneered, and the vicious young man reached out and grabbed her slender and fair wrist, trying to pull her into his arms.

"Believe it or not, Lu Xinglan is dead, so..."

He met her indifferent eyes.

He said harshly and emphatically.

"You are mine."