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

"Just." The emperor looked down at the prince who was kneeling on the ground, and moved his eyebrows lightly, and gave Li Hongquan a wink, and Li Hongquan stepped forward and sent the portrait and confession from the Bailimomo case to the Prince. .

"Thank your father." The prince stood up and thanked him. As a result, the two folded rice papers in Li Hongquan's hands first looked at the portrait. There was a woman on the portrait, which looks like he is most familiar with a frown. Lock, place the portrait on the desk case, open the confession, and read it word by word.

"Well, let's arrange this thing first. Let's talk more, and retreat if nothing happens." The emperor beat on the armrest of the dragon chair, sighed, and said loudly. Seeing that no one had the intention to start, he got up and left the hall. With the emperor's departure, the **** was ordered to shout the word 'retreat' with a sharp voice, and the ministers walked out of the hall in twos and whispers and talked about the news just heard.

"Master Li, let's go. Is it possible that the King will ask you to return to the penalty department?" Baili Liumo walked down the high platform and looked down at Master Li who was lying on the ground with a smile on his lips. , Meaning unknown.

"Yes, yes, Xiaguan leave, Xiaguan leave, do you dare to bother the king, do you dare to bother the king." Master Li straightened the crooked official hat, and he stood up, and left the temple of gold in a panic. It's like a frightened wild deer rampaging.

"Master, some things are not clear at the end." With a slight smile, watching Lord Li leave, Leng Yeran stepped forward, leaned over Baili Liumo's ear, and whispered.

"Go back to the house with my king, it's time for my king to find your little girl to explain." Baili Liumo glanced at Leng Yeran, said indifferently, turned and looked at the Prince who was still standing in place, With his eyes narrowed, don't give him a glance, think for a moment, and turn away. Leng Yeran didn't know why he looked at him and wanted to open his mouth to ask something, but in the blink of an eye it was found that the person had disappeared, and he could not care about the sorrowful prince.

Beijing, King Nan Palace, Chengyuan Pavilion ...

In the Chengyuan Pavilion, Leng Yetong and Beichen Moxuan are playing against each other. The breakfast on the table has been heated over and over again, but the two still have no intention to start. The black and white chess pieces on the chessboard prove that the two people This game has been played for a long time.

"No, I lost. Unless I do n’t fall, I will be completely eaten by you." Beichen Moxuan stared at the chessboard for half an hour, but the sunspot in his hand was slow to fall Finally, he shook his head with a chuckle, put the sunspots back on the chessboard, and said with a chuckle, "Your chess skills are really good. I am boring to heal me these days. How about you come to play chess with me more? I have taught the chess skills of the two blue and green cymbals for almost two thousand years, but they still look like that. If they don't persist for a tea time, they lose. "

"Young Master, you have to accumulate morality. What do we mean that we haven't grown up? It's because you teach something that's good, right?" Beichen Moxuan's words just ended, and Lan Ye came in with 20,000 hot lotus seeds. , Put it in front of the two of them, rolled their eyes, grunted, complained dissatisfied, "Young Master, you only taught us the rules, but never told us how to go, and the rules only said it again, then How much more could me and Lu Ye remember it all at once? "