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

"Well, I see." A cold and indifferent voice came out of the carriage. As soon as the car curtain was lifted, Xi Yueyue's pretty figure came out first, then she lifted the curtain for her, carefully assisting her to get out of the carriage. At the same time, Mingyue Xuan also stepped down from the carriage, tacitly looking at each other with a smile.

"Brother, I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you?" Leng Yetong stepped forward, looked at Mingyue Xuan with a pair of eyes, looked up and down, and said with a smile, "Seeing the radiance of my brother, these days are quite comfortable Then. "

"Shimei is ruddy and rich, and these days are definitely good." Mingyue Xuan's eyebrows were a little less cold, she smiled slightly, and said ridiculously, "I heard King Jinan petted you into the bone, it seems that Not false. "

"It's just a rumor, why would a brother take care of me?" Leng Yetong smiled lightly and said with a smile. He looked up at Chu Feng and Zi Mo behind him, and smiled leisurely, "Brother is afraid this is a Hongmen feast, so brought two people?"

"Fine teeth." Mingyue Xuan glanced at her, and Lengheng said, "Your girl will laugh at your brother for a long time. It seems that the task left by the righteous father is still less for you." Over the years, she has learned her every move, smiled and laughed, and regarded her as the mimicry of Mingyue Xuan's voice. Two people quarreled and seemed to have a little ambiguous taste to outsiders.

The horse's hoof sound of 'pedaling' interrupted the conversation between the two, the Prince's unique carriage slowly came down on the snow, the flames opened the car curtain, and the Prince walked off the carriage in a dark blue robe. Then his eyes were smiling, very gentle Recycling, said to the people in the car, "Qingrou, slow down, don't fall."

"I'm not that weak yet." Joan stepped out of the carriage, dressed in a white plum dress, and a pale pink pimple outside, stepped out of the carriage and said with a chuckle.

"It's so cold this day, don't wear more clothes." The prince held her cold hands, with a distressed expression in her eyebrows, said blamingly, and then took off her cloak and wrapped her up, only contentedly holding her. She walked into King Nan's Palace. Seeing Leng Yetong and Mingyue Xuan having a good time in front of the door, the prince raised an eyebrow and quipped, "If you two look like this, if you let Xiaomo see you, don't turn the sky. Hehe."

"Princes don't bother." The two turned to look at the prince at the same time, Leng Yetong smiled and said with a smile, "Prince, take care of the prince, lest the prince be caught by someone else."

"Speaking of this, Gu would like to thank you very well. If it weren't for you, Qingrou wouldn't have returned safely." The prince's eyes flashed a gleam, holding Joan's hand tighter, and stepped forward. Stepping, arching, saying, "Gu Gu thanked you today. If you need help in the future, you can talk to Gu, who can help you, and help you alone."

"So, I thanked the prince first." Leng Yetong looked down, blessed herself, thanked him. The Prince's words were perfect and could help. As for whether he could help or not, it wasn't him who had the final say? But that's all, it's enough to have him, and she won't ask the great **** to do anything worthy of him thinking that he can't help.