Chapter 72

"His Royal Highness, why don't you go back to the manor?"

Ji Yunhuang looked at the carriage, which he used to take Ning Xuemo into the Prince's Mansion yesterday.

The carriage was still the same carriage, and the man was never seen again.

Ji Yunhuang waved his hand: "Burn this carriage down." He thought it would be burned to her.

He turned on his horse, flicked the reins, and flew away.

The guards looked at each other in dismay. This carriage didn't look too special, but it was of high quality in terms of materials and workmanship. It was worth thousands of dollars. It can be said to be the favorite car of His Royal Highness. . Burn it now? !

No one dared to disobey the prince's order. The leader of the guards immediately arranged for a group of people to burn the car, and a group of people to chase after His Royal Highness to facilitate personal protection...

...

White flags were hung outside the just-painted Jingyuan Marquis Mansion, and there were cries in the mansion.

Ji Yunhuang pulled his horse back in front of the Jingyuan Marquis Mansion, looked inside, sighed softly, and turned to leave.

He knew that those who had been imprisoned in the Department of Punishment were not alive at all, so he had no doubts about Ning Xuemo's death at all.

He didn't want to go in to see her coffin, it was just a handful of ashes at most, it was no longer her, even if he went in, it would only add to his sadness-...

Ji Yunhuang hadn't slept all night, so he was a little tired. He rushed back to his Prince's Mansion, ready to take a good rest.

He pushed open the door of the bedroom ruthlessly, and suddenly seemed to notice something, a light flashed in his palm, a long sword flashed out of thin air, and he lifted the bed curtain. After seeing the scenery on the bed, he, who has always been calm as a mountain, couldn't help being stunned!

There was a person sleeping in the quilt on the bed, the black hair spread softly on the pillow, the red face was flushed, the long eyelashes were slightly closed, and he was sleeping soundly. It was Ning Xuemo who was already dead in the crowd.

Ji Yunhuang couldn't believe his eyes, he subconsciously rubbed his eyes and walked forward slowly.

The little guy was probably too tired and not alert enough. He was close to the bed, and she was still sleeping there.

His fingers lightly caressed her cheek, warm, soft--

She is real! is alive!

When a person who was clearly dead and burned to death suddenly appeared on his bed, Ji Yunhuang almost thought he was dreaming.

Neither Master Lu nor the four jailers could lie, nor would they dare!

So what's going on here?

Ji Yunhuang stood beside the bed in a trance, she couldn't understand no matter how she thought about it.

A flower suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and the quilt on the bed suddenly flew up, covering his head and covering his face to cover him beside the bed--

Although Ji Yunhuang was unprepared, he was a top expert in the end. He stepped back like water, and with a wave of his palm, the quilt fell to the ground.

The little man who was lying on the bed was already standing on the ground, with a dagger in his hand, pointing diagonally at him.

After seeing Ji Yunhuang's face, Ning Xuemo breathed a sigh of relief, lowered the dagger in his hand, smiled slightly, and a pear vortex loomed beside his cheek: "Scare me, Your Royal Highness, you are finally back!"

The little girl's vigilance is quite high!

Ji Yunhuang's eyes showed admiration, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "You are the one who startled this king! Come, come, tell this king, how did you escape from the prison of the Ministry of Punishment?" He wanted to be curious. died.

As soon as Ning Xuemo heard his tone, he knew that he already knew the general process of what happened.