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

"Go to Luoyan Pavilion." Baili Liumo said lightly, with a touch of expectation in the indifferent tone, lifted his feet, passed his hands across the corridor, and walked towards Luo Yan Pavilion. Duan Ying responded respectfully, and then followed him to Luo Yan Pavilion. The snow outside continued to fall. The anxious people in the promenade, with a smile on the corner of their mouth, outlined a beautiful picture.

In the courtyard of Luo Yan Pavilion, the woman was wearing a pale pink cape standing in the middle of the courtyard, and the babies around were constantly busy. The woman around her held up a paper umbrella for her, and the sky kept falling. Bai Xue, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand, held the falling snowflake in his palm, and looked at it carefully, like a treasure. The man who just came from the Mo Yan Pavilion along the promenade, stood still and admired her smile, her lips slightly raised with her chuckling, and he raised his hand to signal the wish of salute. Sound, for fear of breaking this beautiful picture.

"Prince?" Xiyue, who supported her umbrella, touched the man at the promenade with Yu Guang, and was slightly surprised, and said to the cold night pupil beside him, "The lord, the grandfather is here."

"It's a bit cold, let's go back." To Xiyue's words, Leng Yetong behaved as if she hadn't heard, looked down, said indifferently, turned around, looked down at the bluestone road covered with snow, and stepped towards the room step by step. Go on. Xiyue opened her mouth, but after all said nothing, she still held her umbrella and helped her into the room.

"Master, let's go in too, it's getting colder." Seeing Leng Yetong entered the room, Duan Ying whispered beside Baili Liumo.

"Yes." Baili Momo gave a faint response, lifted his feet, took his hands across the corridor, stood at the door for a moment, hesitated, and stepped into the room.

"See the Lord." The contents of the house were almost settled. Only Xiyan was left to do the final finishing. Seeing Baili Liumo coming in, Xiyan put down the work in her hand, stepped forward, leaned over, and asked for peace.

"Well, where's the county master?" A faint response, without looking at her, dropped his eyes on the screen connecting the inner and outer rooms, and asked lightly.

"Thank Lord." Xi Yan stood up, thanked him, lowered his eyes, and replied humblely. "Return to Lord, the county owner is resting inside. The boat and car are tired, and we are resting now."

"Nonsense! Just now ..." Duan Ying immediately retorted his regrets, but was interrupted by Baili Momo before he said anything.

"Since the lord of the county is tired, let her rest for a while." Baili Liumo said indifferently, looking at the slightly dusty chair, Duan Ying immediately understood, took out the pouch he took with him and put it on the chair The dust was wiped clean, and receded aside. Baili Liumo stepped up to the chair, sat down, and said indifferently, "My king is here to wait for the county master to rest enough to wake up. Duan Ying, watching tea."

"Yes, Lord." Duan Ying won respectfully, then turned and left, and returned within half a cup of tea. When he returned, the sabre in his hand was still replaced with a pot of freshly prepared Biluochun. From the tray, place the teapot and the exclusive tea cup of Bailimo Mo in front of him, and fill him with tea, saying, "Master, please use it."

"Um." Baililimo reached up and raised the tea cup, gently blowing, taking a sip, sitting there leisurely, looking up at Xiyan, indifferently commanding, "Do what you do Whatever, don't worry about the king. "