Lu Ling didn't miss that sentence, what does it mean to be exactly the same as that woman?

Did he connect her with Murong Qiaoyan? What kind of keen eyes? Sun Wukong doesn’t have as sharp eyes as he has.

If she admitted it, she could be sure that judging by the degree of hatred he hated her, he would throw her directly from here and smash her to pieces.

She couldn't help but shivered in her heart. She turned her head and looked at the dim lights below. The distance was too high.

"Don't you think beautifully? Last time, did you forget, what did you sneak into Gu's study and say to Gu? You actually forgot quickly!" Jun Jinshang snorted coldly. He looked at this woman. It was probably Murong Qiaoyan, otherwise it was the person who had close ties to her who helped him sneak into the mansion to steal his mother-child Gu.

Tonight, no matter what, he will have to find out her background. If it is really Murong Qiaoyan, then... he doesn't mind punishing her well.

Lu Ling, the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, has been stupid since childhood. If she is really hiding her shortcomings, then her heart will be punished-

Her handle—

Lu Ling naturally remembered that last time, she said nonsense that she had loved the prince for a long time before she hid in someone else's carriage and entered the prince's mansion. Now, she wanted to deny it.

"What did the prince care so much about what I said? That day, I did love the prince, but now, I have figured out who his Highness is? How could he like such an ugly monster like me? I know myself and should be far away from his Highness. Therefore, your Highness should also be grateful for my understanding and not be infected with my vulgarity.

Your Highness should be clean and not touch me, so as not to taint your Highness's hands."

After saying that, she wanted to struggle. She was right about this man, she must have gone up to the Lintian level. This pressure has gone up to a higher level, like a cracking stone through the clouds, and it is as unstoppable as the waves. The internal strength she has cultivated in the past two months is already at the upper level, and she can't resist it.

Soon, a suffocation came from her chest, and her anger towards Jun Jinshang became even more aggravated. If possible, she really wanted to slap him down.

Jun Jinshang listened to her clever tongue, and the blue veins on her forehead were about to burst out. Damn it, what did she treat him like?

I loved it before, but I won’t chase it now?

"Is that true? Is there any self-knowledge? I don't plan to continue loving the orphan?" Jun Jinshang's voice exuded anger that he hadn't even noticed.

“Yes—yes.”

Lu Ling realized that Jun Jinshang was a little puzzled tonight. Could it be that she was 100% sure that she was Murong Qiaoyan?

She is in a dilemma now. If she could have fought with him before, now he is a powerful man in the heavenly rank. If she acts, she will be slapped to death by him. If she says she moves randomly, she will fall down as soon as he looses his hand!

He held her waist tightly with one hand and pressed her against the pavilion wall. If he let go, she would definitely fall down.

Now that he freed up a hand, his joints were clearly distinguished and very beautiful, Lu Ling widened his eyes. Is this crazy man going to strangle her to death?

The big palm was pressed against her face coldly, and he was surprised. This woman, who had released her pressure for so long, could she still be unscathed?

Is she struggling to support her, or is she able to resist his deterrence?

Last time, he didn't notice a human skin mask, and he still didn't notice anything strange about this face. After all, was she disguised?

Lu Ling's stubbornness was almost at its limit. Her throat was fishy and sweet. She swallowed it gloomyly, but she didn't want to be ugly in front of the enemy. She had her own pride. Even if she knew that swallowing this mouth of blood, her injuries would be even worse.

She was obviously very weak, but her face was pale because she was wearing a human skin mask.

Jun Jinshang suddenly laughed, and as expected, this woman had something to do with it.

Since there is no gap on the face, then this delicate human skin mask extends below the neck?

He has never been a gentleman.

In order to find out the doubts coiled around his heart, his hand moved towards her neck.

Lu Ling was like a cold light on her back. This disciple couldn't breathe in one breath, so she spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Jun Jinshang was inevitably sprayed with blood on his face, "Murong Qiaoyan--"

He gritted his teeth, but Lu Ling was not afraid anymore. This lunatic was actually going to be a hooligan. She really overestimated his character and could not beat him, but she didn't want to be controlled by others.

As soon as she closed her eyes, she opened his hand and jumped down. She observed that the platform was fifteen meters above the ground. She estimated that she could climb up the railing when she was on the second floor of the pavilion, but she must estimate it accurately and quickly. Otherwise, even if she was protected by internal force, she would have to break her arms and legs.

Jun Jinshang looked at her and jumped without hesitation, feeling unforgettable panic. He was angry that this desperate woman was angry and didn't know where to come from. Such a woman who was arrogant and disrespectful to him was not worthy of death.

Why is he nervous and panicked?

The movements were faster than his brain thought. He used his internal strength to grab her feet, and the next second, he brought her up with just a wave.

"Want to die? Have you agreed with Gu?"

Jun Jinshang was unhappy and very angry. Almost, the woman was crushed to pieces. He looked at her silent and sneered face and was even more angry, just like the calmness before the storm came.

On the platform, the cold wind was howling, and there were only two of them. The lanterns and glass lamps not far away emitted dazzling light, and the stars were brilliant, and the stars were even more intoxicating.

Such night scene made Jun Jinshang feel more like a lion awakening and wanting to vent, but he looked at her without any reaction and ignored him like a dead person.

His reason was already taken away. The next moment, he held the back of her head and locked her in his arms, regardless of it, kissed her.

He chewed her lips frantically, as if this could relieve his inexplicable anger. There, it was like the tenderness he had longed for for a long time, and he became more and more reluctant to leave.

Lu Ling pushed her away hard, almost fell down, and used the strength to slap him in the face.

Bang-

The clear and loud slap made Jun Jinshang's face instantly reflect the slap marks.

He didn't say anything, his eyes became more and more terrifying, "You are Murong Qiaoyan!"

Without too much explanation, he had already determined.

Because, for more than twenty years, the only woman he was attracted to was Murong Qiaoyan. Now, he has the same thoughts about the daughter of the Lu family. His anger is inexplicably because he can't bear to die...

He was reluctant to leave and lingered because he liked this damn woman.
Chapter completed!