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

I don't know if it was because the curse had just been removed from her body. She was in a drowsiness all day, and occasionally did it in the evening, took a meal, and fell asleep afterwards. Night was approaching, the sun was setting, the moon was changing, a few stars were decorating the night sky, the lanterns outside were lit, and the dim light barely illuminated the corridor.

"Well, you are already here, let's leave when I'm there." Beichen Moxuan had been waiting for a long time when Leng Yetong woke up, and the cup of tea on hand had been sipped one cup after another. I was bored to sleep.

"Not in a hurry, if you are not well, we will go the same tomorrow." Beichen Moxuan raised his cup and took a sip of tea, saying gently.

"No, just wait for me. I'll change clothes." Leng Yetong shook her head gently, turned over from the bed, walked in front of the door in a coat, opened the door, and called Xiyue and Xiyan. Come in and whispered, "Help me prepare three sets of men's clothing, we're going to drunk red house."

"Shire Lord, do you think about it? Really going? That kind of place ..." Xi Yan was a little embarrassed and tried to dissuade her, but she also frowned when she touched her sharp eyes.

"Yes, the lord, slaver, let's do it." Xi Yueyin stretched the sleeves of La Xiyan, blessed her body, and responded lightly. Then she pulled Xiyan back, and when she came back, she had three more men's clothing on her hand. The three men in Beichen Moxuan had disappeared. Leng Yetong put on a human skin mask after putting on his men's clothes, put on a throat knot, and swayed a fan. Now she exists as a ghost doctor Ye Yan. Few people have seen this face, so it is much easier to do things. Although there are not many people who know that face of Mingyue Xuan, it is not as convenient as this. Xiyue and Xiyan also made simple camouflages and changed into men's clothing. The three left the Prime Minister's House silently, taking advantage of the night, and drove towards the drunk red building.

In the flower street of Chengdong, Bairi was closed behind the door, and it was also the most depressed street in Baidong in Chengdong. When the sun went down, they opened and started business, and the girls shook the papa in their hands. , The body exudes a strong rouge smell, soliciting every kind of guests passing by.

"Your movements are fast." When the three of Leng Yetong came to the front of the drunk red building, Beichen Moxuan had already waited for a long time with the blue and green owls, and Leng Yetong jumped off the horse and shook the fan. , Said with a smile, "Unexpectedly, Brother Beichen was so anxious that he came so early."

"Let's go to each other. Let's go." Beichen Moxuan looked at her up and down, said softly, and then whispered in her ear as she walked side by side, "Don't act lightly, no matter what happens, This green building is not simple. It is full of Jiuli witchcraft. "

"I see." Leng Yetong responded in a low voice, and then saw the turtle slave who was drunk in the red building responded and said with a smile, "Brother Beichen, please." By the way, several people led by the turtle slave. In a box on the second floor of Drunk Red House.

Entering into the hall, Leng Yetong frowned with a tangy rouge, and raised his hand without leaving a trace and stuffed a pill into his mouth, then in an unobtrusive situation I gave Xiyan and Xiyue one each. As for the three of Beichen Moxuan, she thought that as progeny of the protoss, such things are probably useless to them, so they ignored them.