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

"Master, are you awake? The courtesy of the palace has arrived." The hour is almost gone, and Xiyue slammed the door of the boudoir gently, tentatively.

"I see, change clothes for me." Looking down at the location of the heart, the power of nothing seemed to make her feel better than before, waking up her mind and restoring her indifference, Talking lightly.

"Yes, the lord of the county." Xi Yue said a little, then instructed the little girls to bring in the things to wash in. Leng Yetong sat on the bed in a blouse. After washing, she got up and walked to the dressing table. Come down, pick up the comb and comb your long hair, and there is a deep meaning in the eyes of the mirror.

"The lord, slave, comb your hair for you." Xiyue stepped forward with a smile and took the comb in her hand. She stunned her with a wish, chose it for a long time, and finally inserted the white butterfly In the bun, the mule with magnolia flowers was like a butterfly dancing in the hair. She looked at her in the mirror with satisfaction, and smiled and admired, "The county master is really beautiful."

"Just you can talk." Leng Yetong smiled slightly, looking at her in the bronze mirror for a moment, and seemed to overlap with a dream scene, and her head frowned slightly and she consciously frowned. What happened to her recently?

"Sister, how about we wear this dress?" Xiyue went to the wardrobe and helped her choose the clothes she should wear today after combing her buns, so she didn't notice her abnormality in the first place. When she came back with a long blue dress, she saw her pale face, quickly dropped her clothes, and eagerly asked, "Sir, what's wrong with you? Is it uncomfortable there? Would you like to ask? Doctor coming? "

"I'm fine, but I don't feel comfortable sleeping, and my head hurts a bit." Seeing Xiyue to go out to ask the doctor, Leng Yetong hurriedly called her back and said quietly. She was a doctor herself, and she knew very well that there was no problem with her body. Even if she found a doctor, she would not be able to find any results.

"But the county master ..." Xiyue was still a little uneasy, worried, and wanted to persuade him, but found that the person in front of him was already crumbling, and he rushed to the dresser, and hurried forward. Anxiously said, "The lord of the county, the lord of the county! What's wrong with you! Come on, please come to the doctor."

"Yes." The little girls also panicked for a moment, a few people carried her to the bed with Xiyue, a little girl rushed out to ask the doctor, and one went to report to the prime minister and his wife.

"Wang Taiyi, what's the matter with my daughter?" All the people in the family were crowded into this small bedroom, the uncle looked at the pale man on the bed with anxiety, and asked the bedside worriedly. The doctor who diagnosed her pulse.

"It's weird, it's really weird." Wang Taiyi retracted her hand covering her pulse, scratched her white beard, and shook his head suspiciously. "The pulse of the county master doesn't seem to be sick. It looks like he's asleep, but he doesn't wake up. It's weird. "

"King Nan is here!" The Prime Minister was too late to ask questions, and the voice of the announcement came in. The Prime Minister was slightly surprised. Why did King Nan get the news so quickly?