Secret Service Princess: The Cold Prince’s Black Belly Wife

"The soldiers came to block, the water came to cover the soil. It is futile to worry about so much here. The enemy is secretly knowing what I can do. We can only wait and wait for the day when their hands are exposed." Leng Yetong looked up at him. There is an unusual warmth under his eyes. Xu is the reaction of this body. He looked down and said lightly, "Go back if it's okay. I'll go out in a while, and the trouble is next time you come. You go through the door, or I will just throw you out, and your two weird little kids. "

"Sir, where are we strange?" The blue cymbals and the green cymbals turned from transparent to physical as before, standing beside Beichen Moxuan, grinning and complaining dissatisfied.

"Next time, all three of you will come in through the door, and then don't play any stealth tricks with me, otherwise I will throw you all out." She has become accustomed to the appearance of the two children, this time she is not like before Being scared the same, Wei Yi glanced at the two of them and said lightly.

"Yes, sir." The two children bowed their heads, beaked their mouths, and responded helplessly. Beichen Moxuan looked at everything in front of him, with a smile on his lips. This scene made him feel like they were back a thousand years ago, and they lived like this until that day ... Beichen Moxuan His eyes were slightly heavier, his smile stiffened on his face, his eyes full of pain, and a sadness shrouded around him.

"Hey, you ..." When you realized that Beichen Moxuan was wrong, he just wanted to ask, and he disappeared without a trace. The blue cricket and the green cricket looked at each other, then nodded slightly towards Leng Yetong, and then disappeared into the room. The corners of her mouth slightly twitched. These three people are really nowhere to go. Are the so-called protoss so strange?

As Leng Yuan said, the carriage of Baili Momo stopped on time in front of the Prime Minister ’s Palace after an hour. As before, Lin Ying came three times to invite her. She was late, wearing a long blue dress, A small white urn, a royal blue cloak wrapped the petite body inside, a water-blue warm handbag, a tassel on the head shaking back and forth as it walked around, the silver butterfly pupae came alive, as if the real butterfly was Danced between the hair, adding a little aura.

This time, it was just King Jinnan ’s luxurious carriage and Lin Ling driving. Leng Yetong raised her eyebrows slightly and rolled her eyes. Regardless of Lin Pan's eyes, she pulled Xiyan into the carriage and made it herself. When it came to the long-awaited tiger skin, in fact, she had long wanted to try the feeling of sitting on it, and the feeling of the fur of the animal that had been extinct was good. Suddenly, a white-headed thought flashed through my mind. Is it because the tiger's fur is so comfortable, so many people hunt and use its fur to make things, so it is extinct? With this idea, she even laughed dumbfoundedly. It turned out that she still had such a purpose.

Lin Ye's speed is not fast, but it is very stable. Presumably it is for those who don't bump into it to slow down. About half an hour later, the carriage stopped in front of King Jinan's palace, and Lin Ying jumped out of the carriage. She set up the steps to dismount her, opened the curtain, and said respectfully, "The lord, please, get off the carriage."