Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping - Chapter 947

[Chapter 947 Ghost Marriage Bride: A Marriage Sacrifice (25)]

When Wu Zhu said the last four words, his eyes fell on Murong Ming.

Luo Qingchen didn’t know what she saw, or maybe she didn’t see anything, but she felt the long-lasting breath on them.

Like the fate between the collision of fate, the ancient and mysterious chapter slowly opened.

Wu Zhu didn’t say anything, but brought Su Luoluo, who was a little distracted, back to the room.

Luo Qingchen glanced at Murong Ming beside him, then turned to Murong Hanxuan and said, “Then I won’t bother the Holy Majesty to rest, and I will take my leave first.”

She said that it was a long time since she could talk to Murong Hanxuan so rationally. A very difficult thing.

To be honest, if she could, she would take out the nine-month moon whip every minute and send him to heaven without explaining!

As everyone knows—

“Master Siyue, can I take a step to speak?” Murong Hanxuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was a faint gleam in his eyes.

She had seen this kind of gaze before. At that time, Murong Hanxuan looked at no one but Su Luoluo with such gaze.

How envious the original owner was at that time, she must have never imagined that there would be such a day when

Murong Hanxuan would look at her with the same gaze, even though it wasn’t her, it was her.

Murong Ming’s eyes were still lazy and his face was extremely calm, but the fingertips standing behind his hands began to rub against each other unconsciously.

He had this habit since he was a child, and he was displeased in his heart, so he habitually tapped the table with his fingertips.

If there is no place to strike, he will habitually rub his fingers.

“Okay.” She raised her eyebrows and nodded slightly.

Firstly, this is the imperial palace after all, so it is not easy to refuse what the emperor said in person, secondly, she wants to know what kind of tricks this man wants to play.

In the royal study.

At this moment, only Luo Qingchen and Murong Hanxuan were in the entire imperial study.

There is a faint scent of sandalwood in the air, in this closed study room.

The candle was brightly lit, he looked into her eyes, and said softly: “Master Siyue, I always feel that we have met somewhere before?”

He always felt that the woman in front of him was so familiar to him, as if he had been together before. The feeling of getting along.

Luo Qingchen raised her eyebrows slightly, a sneer was drawn on the corner of her mouth and said: “Of course we have seen it before.” In my

memory, the original owner loved him quite a lot. Although she was arrogant and clingy, she never lost anyone in her efforts in the name of love. .

But in the end, no one loves her. And the person she gave all her love to, wished for her to die.

“I’ve seen it…” Murong Hanxuan frowned, his heart trembled suddenly.

In the next second, her brows moved slightly, she took off the white silk directly, looked at him with incomparably cold eyes and continued: “Brother Emperor, how could you forget about me?”

“Boom—” There was thunder outside the window , the fiery red light not only instantly lit up the night sky, but also shone on her snow-white cheeks.

“Ah—” Murong Hanxuan exclaimed, and staggered back a step. Her lips trembled uncontrollably: “You…you…Luo…Luo Qingchen…how could you…”

“Why am I here?” Murong Hanxuan said: “Yes! I shouldn’t be here, I should be a ghost in that hell-like royal tomb, and I can’t be reborn forever, right?

” It devoured her bit by bit.

The ghost ring in her left hand glowed with a dim blue light, swearing the resentment in her heart.

[End of This Chapter]