Feng Hua's tone seemed to say that the weather is good today.

Biluo was so scared that he almost threw the bow in his hand out.

"Little, Miss..." Biluo's face was white, his hands and feet were a little at a loss, and his voice was trembling when he heard it carefully. He asked again uncertainly, "What did you just say? Let me send it to...Ghost King's Mansion?"

Fenghua nodded, "Well, you heard it right."

"..." The loyal and personal maid had the idea of ​​disobeying the orders of her master for the first time and struggled, "Miss, can you not go? Why are you sending a greeting to the Ghost King's Mansion? Your Highness...

Defeat your wife!

When Bi Luo thought of those rumors, she shivered and became a coward.

I refused in my heart.

Fenghua smiled, ruthlessly broke Biluo's fantasy, and said, "No."

blue sky:"……"

*

Ghost King's Mansion.

There are two stone lions at the door, with fangs and fierce teeth, which is daunting.

Biluo endured the timid in his heart, stepped forward and held the copper ring, and buckled it twice: "Is anyone?"

"Come on—"

An old man with gray hair and hunchbacked feet came over to open the door, raised his head to reveal a blind eye, looked at Biluo and asked, "Miss, who are you looking for?"

!!!

Biluo suppressed the screams in his throat, took a step back slightly, calmed down, and then said with a pale face: "May I ask... Is Your Highness the Ghost King here?"

The old servant saw Bi Luo's panic expression in his eyes, his expression did not change much, his voice was old and hoarse as if he was burned by charcoal fire, "Who is the girl?"

"I, I am the personal maid of the eldest lady of the Prime Minister's House..." Biluo swallowed and said stutteringly, while taking out a reply from the cuff, "This is my wife's order. Please pass it over to... Your Highness, the Ghost King."

"I'm sorry, the girl, why don't you come in and sit and have a cup of hot tea before leaving?" The old servant was slightly wrong and planned to invite Biluo in.

Where can Biluo dare to respond?

Immediately waved my hands repeatedly, and refused in a nervous tone, "No, no, I have to go back and report my lady to my life."

After saying that, Bi Luo left as if there was a beast behind her chasing her.

The old servant shook his head and closed the door.

...

"Your Highness, this is what the eldest lady from the Prime Minister's House has sent you." The old servant handed the greeting with respect.

The man was wearing a purple dress that looked like a shimmering color and a silver mask. His face was gone, but his exposed lips were as bright as petals.

"Ye Chenxiang?" The luxurious voice showed a hint of surprise, as moving as a piano string.

Ying Ye raised his hand to take it.

When I opened the prayer letter, I saw that the handwriting on it was so powerful that it was beyond the back of the paper. Every stroke was not like the small regular script of hairpin that the ladies in the boudoir are often used, but instead they were painted with iron and silver hooks.

Before he could read the content carefully, Ying Ye unexpectedly raised his delicate eyebrows.

Of course, he was wearing a mask and no one saw it.

Ying Ye turned his attention to the content.

The old servant bowed and asked, "Your Highness, what did the eldest lady in the prime minister say in this letter? Is it..."

Want to quit?

The women of Qin State who knew that the Ghost King had won Ye Ke's wife was probably not willing to marry into the Ghost King's Mansion.

But this was the decree issued by Emperor Qin himself. The eldest lady of the Prime Minister wanted to ask the prince to go to Emperor Qin to break the engagement, right?

This is disrespectful!
Chapter completed!