His voice was not loud, but Concubine Ding shook all over and quickly lowered her head.

"Your Highness the Sixth Prince, it was a misunderstanding just now. The monster you are referring to is not you."

"It's not me, who are you referring to?" The Sixth Prince narrowed his eyes slightly, and a layer of frost condensed in his peach blossom eyes.

Concubine Ding beat up and said that she wanted to splash Ming Yulong, but now that Ming Yulong and the Sixth Prince came back together, I don’t know who the Sixth Prince was helping, so she was still considering what to say.

"Your Highness the Sixth Prince, how could Concubine Ding splash you? It must be the one who was possessed by the monster, Ming Yulong!" Ming Ruxue saw Concubine Ding lower her head and simply said it himself.

Anyway, it is better to splash Ming Yulong than to splash the sixth prince, who is the prince.

Nalan Lian's whole body instantly exuded a cold feeling, which made people feel even colder than before. Her pupils seemed to have frost condensed, and she sneered:

"Is that so? It turns out that I want to splash Yulong!"

"Yes, yes," Ming Ruxue nodded hurriedly, not realizing the changes in Nalanlian. She was going to splash Ming Yulong, who would splash the prince if she had nothing to do.

"Miss, have you heard that? After Feng'er split the story with you, he returned to the mansion. Not long after, Concubine Ding and the others rushed in and said that there was a monster in Linglong Curie and wanted to come in and do it to eliminate the evil spirit.

I didn't allow them to defile the lady's yard here, so they asked me to push me away, bring the Taoist priest in, paste those yellow talismans in the yard, and sprinkle some messy "demon-driving water".

He also said that the lady’s boudoir has the most evil spirit, and I really can’t persuade them. I said I wanted to find you, so they tied up my servant and stuffed it with such a piece of rag!"

Feng'er grabbed the sweat towel and threw it at Ming Ruxue, with angry flames in her eyes.

Ming Yulong saw Feng'er's red wrists tied up, and when her pupils tightened, she had not been in the mansion for a long time, so Concubine Ding dared to break into her yard like this.

A pair of watery eyes exuded a different condensation aura than usual. She looked at Concubine Ding and Ming Ruxue coldly, raised her mouth casually and raised her eyebrows:

"I'm here. Aren't you going to get rid of demons? Come on, throw the black dog blood on me, I want to see what the monster you are talking about is like."

She smiled and looked easy to talk, but she stood there, and the impulse erection of her body emitted, no one else dared to move anymore.

Concubine Ding suffered twice in Ming Yulong's hands, and knew that she was not as stupid as before, but a thrust-in-armed thorn.

It is because she is so different from what she used to be. Ming Ruxue's confinement was finally over a few days ago, and her foot injury was healed, so she went to find her.

After hearing her tell the origin of the burn on her face, Ming Ruxue said if there was a ghost who had fallen into Ming Yulong's body?

It happened that even the Imperial College had a "Twenty-One Ghost" incident. Concubine Ding also felt that Ming Yulong had become a little weird, so she thought of asking a Taoist priest to come to do it.

Of course, she also stuffed a purse to the Taoist priest and made some trouble. No matter whether Ming Yulong was really possessed by a ghost or not, she would eventually become a "monster" and be locked up.

At that time, she would make Ming Yulong crazy, and she would say that she became crazy because of the possession of ghosts.
Chapter completed!