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Chapter 407 Second-hand preparation

The thorns cut his flesh and blood and continued to move forward.

It's like growing wildly.

Then he turned a corner in front of him and suddenly penetrated his shoulder on the other side.

Return to Nie Zheng's hands.

Nie Zheng held both ends of the thorny vines in one hand and pulled them gently.

Luo Beiyu was pulled over by him in a scream.

Nie Zheng looked at his pale and distorted face in pain and sneered: "Things that are overestimating one's ability."

"A waste from a third-rate small country, even if you are chopped and fed to the guard dog of my royal palace, you are not qualified enough. You actually want to go against our prince, haha..."

"If it weren't for the sake of your being Miss Jun's apprentice, your life would have been gone long ago. Guess, you are dead, will you have the courage to come to settle the score with our prince?"

The power in the hand suddenly tightened.

The thorns cut blood and bones, making a sizzling sound that makes people feel tooth pain.

Luo Beiyu was so painful that his head was covered in cold sweat, his face pale as pale as paper, and he could hardly even say a complete sentence.

Nie Zheng laughed and patted his face with his blood-stained hands.

"Don't worry, the bereaved dog, our prince will not kill you. Not only will he not kill you, but he will also let you watch Miss Jun marry my prince and then bridal chamber... After all, you are the only relative of Miss Jun and you are also a witness."

"Dream...Dream..." Luo Beiyu trembled all over in pain, but gritted his teeth and said word by word, "Li Jinting is...what is it? He...he doesn't even deserve to carry shoes for me...to my master..."

"You dare to force my master to worship. When the master wakes up, you will definitely... you will definitely kill your Jinwang Mansion to make blood flow... blood flowing into a river, and there will be no corpse dead... Cough cough cough!!"

Luo Beiyu's words suddenly distorted Nie Zheng's expression.

Thinking of the scene I saw last night, Nie Zheng was also a little upset.

No one has ever caused such a strange phenomenon in heaven and earth.

If this Jun Muyan woke up, she would really not want to marry the prince.

Then they may not have a good life in Prince Jin’s Mansion.

Nie Zheng took a deep breath and smiled gloomyly: "It's just a church meeting. Miss Jun may still resist, but what if her body is obtained by our prince? You guess she can only accept her fate and follow our prince, or her reputation is ruined, and it's better that she can't marry again from now on."

What's more, the prince also expected that such a situation might occur.

So I also made second-hand preparations.

As long as that thing is done, even if Jun Muyan has a strong temperament, she can only obediently become the target of the prince's random enslavement and exploitation.

How can there be room for resistance?

Thinking of this, the worries in Nie Zheng's eyes dissipated and he looked at the maid on the ground coldly.

These people dared not be negligent. They immediately stepped forward, took off Mu Yan's clothes, and changed into her bridal clothes.

"Don't touch my master! Get out of here! Get out of here!"

When Luo Beiyu saw these people taking off Mu Yan's clothes, he saw that only the middle clothes were left.

But the men and women in the room didn't even have a taboo.

Even Nie Zheng was interested, and his eyes were burning at Mu Yan's snow-white skin on his hands and neck, and he felt his lower abdomen tighten slightly.

Prince Jin is famous for being beautiful, and countless women he married into the royal palace.

But few people know that these people are just toys to Prince Jin.

You will be rewarded to your subordinates at will.
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