Evil Prince, Come Play With Me Chapter 642:

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Gu Bailu originally thought that as long as she could take Qian’er away, so that Lu Fenying could not find it.

But…Feng Qingtian told her that the slaves in the family of the nobles of the Heavenly Wind Nation would have a slave mark, and the slave mark could not be washed away.

Only the master is willing to solve it, otherwise it will be controlled by the master for a lifetime.

Even if Qian’er hid in the cape of Tianya, Lu Fenying wanted her to die, and he could kill her with a slave-yin flute.

Even if she is not allowed to die, it can make her feel bad every day.

In the six months since Qian’er escaped, she must have suffered this kind of pain, so her fear is so deep that she can only be relieved by self-abuse.

Lu Fenying is like her master, if he doesn’t let it go, she will never have peace.

So she was so delicate and timid, she dared to pick up a dagger to kill Lu Fenying, because she knew that only if he died, she could be free.

Regardless of whether this liberation is dead or alive, it is all liberation for her.

Lu Fenying raised her eyes to look at her, her eyes as deep as a starry sky filled with inconceivability: “What is the inevitable connection between curing Mu Wei and releasing Mo Qianer?”

“After Su Muwei’s disease is cured, she won’t be able to use her, right?”

Whether it is Qian’er’s blood or Qian’er’s body, don’t you need Lu Fenying? Why can’t you let others make a living?

“Mo Qianer is a slave of the Prince’s Mansion. The Prince’s Mansion has raised her since she was a child. She can treat Mu Wei with a higher status than others. If she doesn’t need her treatment, she will be her slave obediently. I never thought of letting the slave go.” Lu Fenying said it for granted.

Gu Bailu was full of anger, really wanting to spit on his face.

Slaves are also lives, even those who are under a death contract can be redeemed!

“I know Qian’er is a slave in your mansion, and she also has a slave mark. I just want to know how you want to let her go.” Gu Bailu asked again, holding back the fire.

Now she is Wang Hao, taking advantage of Feng Qingtian’s power, maybe she can still negotiate terms with him.

Su Muwei is fine, he likes Su Muwei so much again, and can’t think of a reason why he wants to keep Qian’er in the house.

I just want to talk to her about terms.

“The people in this palace, why don’t you let it go.” Lu Fenying put down the wine glass and said indifferently: “If Princess Jun is really a friend of Mo Qian’er, she should persuade her not to make senseless struggles. Don’t teach her to learn your temperament, you two are different.”

“Yes, Qian’er is your slave, but now we want to change things with you, can’t it?” Gu Bailu’s tone was a bit stiff.

Lu Fenying chuckled lightly, and said in a very disdainful tone: “Mo Qian’er is pregnant with the flesh and blood of the palace, what do you think you can exchange for?”

“Then you came here to treat Su Muwei, didn’t you? I said I can help you heal Su Muwei. If you really don’t say anything, then let Su Muwei continue to suffer so much, and I won’t do it anymore. Governance.”

Gu Bailu was patient for the sake of being shallow, enduring her temper and negotiating with him again and again.

As a result, he has such an attitude and disdain, then there is nothing to be polite.

“Wang Hao, you can cure Mu Wei if you don’t cure her, she can be well, as long as Mo Qian’er is there, she can’t die. Your willingness to save is the icing on the cake, it doesn’t matter if you don’t want it.” Lu Fenying didn’t care at all.

Gu Bailu stood up: “What do you mean, you just don’t let Qian’er go no matter what?”

“She was born in this palace, and death is a ghost in this palace.” Lu Fenying’s tone was firm, beyond doubt.