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Indeed, this illusion is like meeting the strange snake in the mausoleum.

However, she still touched Qian Yuxue's arm and asked tentatively, "Princess, have you..."

"Don't pay attention to him!" Qian Yuxue suddenly said angrily.

It turned out that she had seen it a long time ago.

Luo Wen'er was about to ask her why this person was so strange, so she heard Qian Yuxue say hatefully, "Don't pay attention to him!" That's my brother Jiuwang. He is always crazy. If you are looked at by him, you will have nightmares at night!"

Brother Nine Kings, Qian Yuhong?

Luo Wener has heard Qian Yuyi mention it. To be precise, in order to take her to the king, he told her all the things about Qianyu's family.

The Qianyu family gave birth to ten sons and seven princesses. Because of the "Yang Sheng Yin decline", the princess now only has a thousand feathers of snow, which is the smallest of the existing royal blood. And the ten princes, after the inhuman or incomprehensible experience of the previous generation of masters, now there are only three left. Qianyu Hongxingjiu, because the ninth son of each generation of the Qianyu family has a magical ability, he is lucky not to be trained and has been raised in the palace.

Luo Wener unconsciously looked at him again... Could it be that magical ability to play the piano silently?

"Because of that legend, my father spoiled him very much, and so did Brother Wang, but look at him..." Qian Yuxue looked at a posture of hatred: "I have nothing to do all day, and I know how to cause trouble everywhere. You also saw him playing the piano, right? But why is there no sound? Because Mr. Jiu said that he is playing the piano with his heart, and only those who are connected with him can hear it.

Qian Yuxue said and stared at the people in the pavilion angrily.

The people in the pavilion are still playing without knowing it.

"This is such a wizard. According to the rules of the Qianyu family, he needs to support the blood of the contemporary lord to stimulate that magical ability. Now that he is 20 years old, it has long been time to show his ability, but look at him..." Suddenly, his eyes turned red: "I only pity my four king brothers. I have to cut my wrists to take blood every full night, even if I take blood medicine every day, but..."

"No matter how I stop it, I won't listen, because... once the blood is broken, Brother Jiuwang will..."

Qian Yuxue can't go on.

Luo Wener knew that once the blood was broken, this magical character would soon wither and die.

No matter whether the fate of the Qianyu family is as closely related to this character as the legend, will she really want to see her brother die? She just loves Qian Yumo. Both of them are her relatives. How do you want her to choose?

However, what is more difficult is the strange rules of the Qianyu family. What's going on?

She looked at the people in the pavilion again...

At this moment, the man bounced and rose, and his ink hair and robe sleeves flew, revealing an amazing face...

Wait...

Luo Wener had already walked under the pavilion, but couldn't help taking a look at it in the spirit of her yearning for beautiful things, and she was immediately stunned...

The narrow and slightly picky eyes, like paintings and embroidery, like sketches, extremely beautiful and beautiful, extremely beautiful, slender and straight nose, delicate and rosy lips like cherry... But at this moment, it is gently squeezed, looking focused.

The hair brushed the small and white melon seed face, revealing the pointed jaw, like the tip of lotus petals, a little weak and touching.

"Sister, I'm cold..."

She seemed to hear a clear and pleasant voice that was neither weak nor rough as a man, in her ear.

For a moment, she only felt that her throat was dry and said with great difficulty: "Princess, does your nine king brother have any twin sisters?"

Of course, this sentence is purely self-consolation, because Qian Yuyi has already made the eight generations of the Qianyu family clear.

"Twisters? Who told my sister?" Qian Yuxue slanted her eyes and stared at the beauty who was intoxicated by the "sound of music": "I heard that Mr. Jiu believed that he had a twin sister as soon as he spoke. Over the years, it has become more and more serious. Look, he dressed like this during the day. At night, he dressed in red clothes and wandered around, and often... ”

Qian Yuxue blushed and couldn't go on.

Luo Wener has a skin-cutting experience... At night, Mr. Jiu not only wandered around, but also often climbed into a woman's bed and said pitifully, "Sister, I'm cold...

Why didn't Qian Yuyi tell her such a serious schizophrenia earlier?

I just don't know how the women who were crawled to the bed react...

Whose bed did he climb?

At that time, he also asked himself to ask his name.

He said his name was "Red"...

Red...Hong...

Luo Wener only felt that her hair was erect one by one.

"Sister, don't worry, they won't embarras me..."

They really won't embarrass you, because you are a magical teenager with powers!

And what about yourself? At that time, I found that his chest was particularly flat and his muscles were strong. Why didn't he pay attention? And Dancy Palace was not without guards, but a big living man suddenly appeared... How did he get in? Panyun could even hear her turning over, but at that time, she talked to Qian Yuhong for such a long time. Why didn't Panyun and Nianqing, who were sleeping outside, not notice it? I am always suspicious and vigilant. Why did I fall for this boy? Just because of that poor face that is more delicate than a woman?

especially at that time, he was still buried in her arms and said... I don't want to see them. As long as my sister holds me, it won't be cold...

It was warm in early summer, but Luo Wener couldn't help shivering.

She shot Qian Yuhong with a hundred times more ferocious eyes than Qian Yuxue, which coincided with the rise of Qian Yuhong, and once again turned her ink hair, as if she was very unintentionally looking at the two people passing below...

Luo Wen'er felt that he was looking at herself alone...

The extremely beautiful and innocent face, and the eyes look down are like a god-like compassionate person, but why does Luo Wener feel that there is a trace of evil charm, a trace of deception, and a trace of cunning?

And when a wisp of hair brushed the face that made a woman jealous, she clearly saw that the corners of his lips were rising slightly...

He is laughing, which is a triumphate smile!

This smile makes the gorgeous face even more charming.

It also made Luo Wener's anger.

"Do you want me to take off my clothes?" Qian Yuhong's little sister twitched the corners of her lips...

What kind of schizophrenia is he? He knows, he knows everything!

What on earth does he want to do?

"Thinking"?

Her hair rose gently, and Qian Yuhong smiled at her again. This is a deep smile that you know and know me.