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

Opening his mouth, looking at the place where Beichen Moxuan was supposed to be in front of him, he put down his hands and was stomped with anger, really an unlovable person. With a sigh, he turned back to the palace.

Beichen Moxuan's figure appeared where she had just stood. Looking at the direction she was leaving, there was a smirk hanging from the corner of her mouth. What should I do to catch your heart again? What the **** do I need to do to look back on your life? How much suffering have you experienced since reincarnation? I have been looking for you for every thousand years. But why, why is the answer you gave me so cruel? Murong Xinger, no, Leng Yetong, what exactly did I do to change your face and give me a smile? He smiled bitterly, his eyes were full of sadness, and the surrounding air was rendered sad. His body began to gradually become transparent, and finally disappeared, leaving a slice of magnolia petals flying in the wind, and the air was filled with sad floral fragrance.

"Prince, Lord Wang said that if you come back, you will go directly to the study." When returning to Luoyan Pavilion, a young lady welcomed him, respectfully said.

"Well, I know." Nodding slightly, he said lightly, raised his eyes and looked at the closed palace, and sighed softly, I hope everything will be fine.

When Leng Yetong arrived in the study, the door of the study was opening, as if to welcome her. Gently frowned, it wasn't right, it didn't feel right. The hand in the cuff became a fist, and the steel ball was held in the palm of the palm, keeping alert, step by step, and approaching the study carefully.

There was no one in the study, and his brows were tightened even more. Suddenly, with a bang, the door of the study was closed, startled, and pulled back the door of the study. The door seemed to be locked from the outside. No matter how she pulled it, she remained motionless.

"Don't be nervous, I ask you to come here, but I just want to ask you a few questions." The man in black appeared suddenly in front of Leng Yetong, the silver mask covered all his expressions, and the hollow voice said with Not a sense of crisis.

"Inviting me over in this way really makes me dare not compliment." Leng Yetong smiled coldly, squinting at the man in black, said sarcastically. It seems that she was put together by someone, and that Xiaoxiong was the one he arranged, and Baili Liumo should still be in the palace of Luo Yange.

"Oh, this one is not arrogant with you today, this one is asking you a few questions, and the other is asking you a few things." The man in black laughed, could not hear the mood, and his eyes were in He looked at her under the mask spitefully, and said blandly, "The first question, what happened in Jiu Li's illusion? Why can't I find out everything about you with the spirit mirror."

"Because your character is not good." Leng Yetong looked up at him and said casually, then said indifferently, "OK, continue to the next question."

"How did you leave in the tomb of God?" The man in black didn't mind her answer and continued to ask.

"Guess, I'll tell you if you're right." She smiled softly, raising an eyebrow, and said angrily, "Are there any questions? If not, just go, I have a lot of things to do No time to waste with you. "