Cold Prince, Passionate Love

Cold Prince, Passionate Love

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Introduction
The Blue Luan had traveled through time. The most important thing after wearing it was to have a good time. Therefore, she smashed the pervert brothel, provoked the evil prince, burned the wedding room, and escaped with her feet. The second thing he needed to do after he wore it was to have a good time. After that, she fought against the jerk, crushing the white lotus, smashing the green tea, and tearing up the weirdos. She was very comfortable. She wanted to live a comfortable life with Little Bun, but she didn't expect that an evil prince would come to her to accept her son. Qingluan raised her eyebrows. "You said that your son is yours, so it's yours?" A prince took a long arm and said with a cold smile, "Not only is my son mine, but you are also mine."
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On the 30th day of the 12th lunar month, in the prison of the Ministry of Justice of Wen Sang State.

Looking at the struggling female prisoner, the prison guard exerted more strength and tightened the rope around her neck.

"Miss Zhuo, there's always someone in debt. I'm just following orders to seek revenge. Remember to find the one who's trying to harm you."

The thin female prisoner was as thin as a wisp. She struggled and could not make a sound.

Zhuo Qingluan was not willing to die. She had not cleared the injustice for her father and her whole family.

"It's treason!"

His father, Duke Ying Ning, had been loyal all his life and had done his best to assist him. He wanted to protect the country and protect the people, so he had to recommend himself and take the risk to go on an expedition.

How did he become a traitor and betray the enemy in just a few months?!

It was obvious that someone was deliberately trying to frame her.

However, the Emperor listened to him and believed him. He killed hundreds of people of the entire clan.

She was not the only one who was alive. She had borrowed the glory of her fiance, King Jin, whom she had never met.

He was Zhuo Qingluan's last life-saving straw.

Unfortunately...

"You won't even close your eyes even if you die. Are you looking forward to King Jin's return? If he wins and returns to court, His Majesty will definitely agree to exchange military merits for your freedom. However, it is a pity that King Jin does not care about anything. Your family's mess... Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk. Everything is fate!"

Listening to the prison guard's mockery, Zhuo Qingluan's mouth curved into a miserable smile. With cold tears, he closed his eyes unwillingly.

At the same time, the iron door of the jail of the Ministry of Justice opened. A flattering voice came from afar. "Your Highness, are you here?"

What? Did King Jin really return to the capital?

The prison guard was so frightened that his scalp went numb, and he ran to the dark to hide.

Soon, a handsome man led by the jailer arrived at the door of the cell.

King Jin, Mo Rongchen, was only in his 20s, but he had a calm demeanor. His awe-inspiring presence on the battlefield was something that even court generals could not compare to.

He was the first to notice something strange. His gaze fell on the motionless woman on the ground. "Wei Xiao!"

The middle-aged guard, Wei Xiao, rushed into the cell and tested his breath with his thick fingers. "Your Highness, she's not angry."

Suddenly, a silent chill spread out from King Jin's body like a storm. King Jin was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and broke out in a cold sweat.

He forced himself to kneel forward and begged for mercy. "Your Highness, please spare my life! This has nothing to do with me!" However, he accidentally tore off the jade pendant on King Jin's waist.

Looking up again, he saw that the other party's face was full of gloomy anger, and a trace of anger happened to flash through his eyes.

Accompanied by a bone-chilling voice, he asked, "Which hand touched it?"

The following two words made people shudder. "Cut!"

His indifferent tone was like thunder.

The guard, Wei Xiao, drew his sword as if it was cutting mud.

... Swoosh!

As the sword rose and fell, a shrill scream pierced through the prison, and the grass was instantly dyed red with blood.

Wei Xiao took the opportunity to pick up the jade pendant and handed it to King Jin. "Master, do you want to seal the cell door and investigate the murderer?"

The killer prison guard hiding in the dark was so frightened that his soul was about to dissipate. At the same time, he felt a piercing gaze coming at him. He looked over and saw King Jin's eyes that were as cold as an eagle's.

In an instant, all his limbs and bones seemed to have been poured with cold water. Ignoring the others, he began to run away quickly.

In the blink of an eye, King Jin's dart shot out from his long sleeves.

"Swoosh!" With a sharp sound, the prison guard fell to the ground.

By the time he was dragged here, he was already dead.

The dart was passed through his thigh, so it was not fatal.

But the poison was hidden in his teeth in advance, and he finally committed suicide.

Logically speaking, Zhuo Qingluan was no longer a threat to the Lord Protector's Manor.

But in such a situation, someone still took the risk and insisted on taking her life.

There was no one alive, so they couldn't find out who the mastermind was.

King Jin turned around and was about to leave when he heard a hoarse cry. "Mother!"

The prison head, whose hands had been cut off, was still struggling to hold on. He howled, "It's, it's a dead body!"

King Jin turned around, and a shadow appeared in his deep eyes. The woman who was lying on the straw and had no vitality was obviously sitting up and tearing the rope around her neck.

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