[2] Transmigrating into a Short-lived White Moonlight, had a HE with the Villain

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Chapter 56.6 The Evil King’s Runaway Wife

Sang Bujin held Sang Yuanyuan and stepped into the beast drawn carriage gracefully. Coincidentally, they just saw Meng Wuyou dressed up as a little maid and ran away from home with red eyes——the mask on her face had been taken off at some unknown time, and her face was smooth and slick. There are no traces of disfigurement at all.

Sang Yuanyuan is not surprised at all.

Which female protagonist can really have their appearance disfigured?

“Isn’t that the counterfeit?” You Wuming laughed badly. “What if I followed up……”

He raised his hand and drew at his neck.

Sang Yuanyuan quickly shook her head: “Don’t! Ignore her.”

She is 100% sure that Meng Wuyou is definitely hiding some unknown secrets in her body.

Now Sang Yuanyuan, who had found out that she was the real Sang Yuanyuan, has begun to vaguely feel a trace of unusual veins. Intuition tells her that what happened to her, more or less, must have something to do with Meng Wuyou.

Before she figures out the details of the other party, she will definitely suffer a loss if she rushes to do something.

She will have a look at it first.

Right in front of them, Han Shaoling had already come to personally greet them.

His complexion looked great, and he was striding like a meteor to go greet Sang Yuanyuan. At a distance of one zhang from them, he stood still, and a confident smile appeared on his handsome face: “You have arrived.”

The light in his eyes was very meaningful, as if there were many, many words that he wanted to say to her.

The two sides exchanged the royal greetings.

The royal families of Bai state and Feng state have also arrived, stepped forward, and both sides carried out the royal greetings.

After the greetings, Han Shaoling stared at Sang Yuanyuan with burning eyes.

The outside world does not know the details of what had happened during this period. After You Wuming entered the Imperial Capital to assassinate Huangfu Jun, he ordered the stand-in to lead an army to attack the Capital of Ji state. There was no woman around the stand-in. The outside world guessed that Sang Chengyin and You Wuming must have reached an agreement. Sang state messed up the Grand Ceremony for punishing the You state. In exchange, You Wuming returned Sang Yuanyuan to Sang Chengyin.

In the eyes of the world, there has been no intersection for a long time between the two people, You Wuming and Sang Yuanyuan. If not, Han Shaoling will not send the invitation to Sang state.

However, what made Sang Yuanyuan also feel very surprised was that You Wuming’s showing up in the Capital of Sang and setting a date for the marriage with her, hasn’t spread to the outside world until today! It seems that after the rebellion at that time, King Sang had ruthlessly cleaned up the high-ranking officials in Sang state.

“The Princess Sang seems a little haggard.” Han Shaoling took two steps closer, pressed the deep magnetic voice and said, “After leaving me, are you not doing well?”

Sang Yuanyuan glanced up at him in wonder.

Isn’t this slanderous?

Her face today is much more ruddy than ever!

She smiled softly and said: “There is indeed a little worry. After all, today’s grand ceremony is a major event. All the people who come here are the future pillars of the eighteen states. Hope that there’s no mistakes today, otherwise the cloud realm will be in danger.”

Han Shaoling: “……” He was talking about the relationship between men and women but she gave him a great care about the world instead?!

He was about to speak, but was interrupted gently and firmly by Sang Yuanyuan: “When I entered the city, I saw a maidservant sneaking out against the wall. No matter how I look at it, I think there is a problem. King Han, your palace, is the defense so negligent? I’m really worried!”

Han Shaoling laughed: “How can the Palace of Han allow people to enter and leave at will……”

Halfway through, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

There is indeed such a ‘maidservant’ who can enter and leave at will.

Han Shaoling’s face changed slightly, no longer entangling Sang Yuanyuan. He hurriedly saluted and ordered the guests from the three states of Sang, Feng, and Bai to be settled, and then chased outside.

Sang Yuanyuan looked back and saw You Wuming holding his hands, standing behind her with a faint smile.

She blinked at him mischievously, laugh with a low voice towards Han Shaoling’s back and said: “Next time, will you write ‘The Favorite Bed in Han Palace: The Evil King’s Ninety-Ninth Runaway Wife’?”

He leaned slightly, his voice was extremely low and warm: “No, what I want is, the Evil King and his wife’s ninety-nine times bed pampering opera in the Palace of Han.”

Sang Yuanyuan: “……”