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Chapter 221 Playing with the Prince [1]

"It is a huge shame to get engaged to a man like this." Murong Ningyue said in a low voice, looking at Ximen Boming with disgust.

Murong Ningyue's voice was very small, but it still fell into the ears of the mysterious man. The face under the man's mask changed suddenly. He immediately looked at Ximen Boming with unprecedented ice, and his whole body unconsciously emitted a cold air.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Murong Ningyue seemed to feel the change in the man's emotions and asked in confusion, "What are you angry about?"

"Nothing? I just made a decision." The man seemed to notice his abnormality just now, quickly recovered, and then said in a plain tone.

"Hmm? Decide? What are you going to do?" Murong Ningyue turned around and asked when she heard this, as if she was aroused by a hint of interest.

"You will know this later." The man kept silent, just gave Murong Ningyue an ambiguous word, and then stopped talking, shooting Simen Boming with his eyes from the angle Murong Ningyue was not paying attention.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince..." The eldest lady and Murong Qingshuang were suddenly desperate when they looked at Ximen Boming. How could such a useless man save them? They no longer looked at Ximen Boming, but they set their eyes on Murong Ningyue, and a ray of light appeared in their eyes.

Soon, the people around were killed and injured. The people in the field had been almost dealt with by a few people, leaving only the followers of the eldest wife Murong Qingshuang, Ximen Boming and Murong Ningyue.

"Mom, mom, we are still alive, we are still alive." Murong Yushuang watched the killing finally stop, and shouted excitedly in her arms, full of excitement for the death to survive.

"Well, well, just live, just live." The fourth lady said with gratitude, hugging Murong Yushuang, her face full of tears.

"Miss, Miss, are you okay?" Qingyan, who finally found the opportunity, immediately ran to Murong Ningyue and asked very worriedly, his eyes scanning Murong Ningyue like a radar.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Murong Ningyue shook her head helplessly, patted Qingyan's shoulder comfortably and said, then turned her eyes to the two ladies who were walking towards her.

"Yue'er, Yue'er." The eldest lady looked at Murong Ningyue with a kind face at this moment, and called Murong Ningyue softly, "I was wrong, I know I was wrong. Please spare the aunt this time, and the aunt promises to treat you well in the future."

"Yes, Qimei, just let your mother go. She didn't mean it." Murong Qingshuang also persuaded Murong Ningyue with sincerity on her face.

"Hahahaha..." Murong Ningyue suddenly laughed to the sky when she heard this, making the two of them feel tight. After a while, she looked at them with cold eyes, "Isn't it sincere? Then what would happen to me if you were sincere today?"

"Isn't it because I was forced to you? What a joke!" Murong Ningyue shook her sleeves, looked at the two of them very proudly, and snorted coldly, "I have already said that Murong Ningyue was already dead back then, and now the person standing here is no longer the person he was back then!"
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