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

Because there are still some maids around to clean up the wreckage on the ground, Leng Yetong just held the hand of Mrs. maiden with his back hand, begging her not to be sad. It's a joke. I ca n’t help it but I would n’t help it. If it weren't for the persecution of Liu Suxin, she wouldn't be as powerful as she is today. In a way, she would like to thank her. A deep meaning flashed in Feng's eyes, and then disappeared.

After everything calmed down, Leng Yetong and Xi Yan left Liu Yuege with unspeakable joy in her heart. For years, she could only tolerate today's shock, and the thrill of revenge caused her to bend her lips slightly.

In the night, Xuening Pavilion sent out women's crazy laughter and vicious curse. The girls in Xue Ning Pavilion walked away for a long time. Only the injured Hongmei was still here with Aunt Liu. They all said that Aunt Liu was crazy, so the curse of day and night has become a fool's county master, but Leng Yetong knows that she will not go crazy easily. This woman is very bearable, at least she wo n’t Crazy before asking her to regain today's hatred. Xuening Pavilion suddenly set off a fire at midnight, covering the entire Xuening Pavilion. No one knows the cause of the fire. When the sudden fire went out, Xuening Pavilion had become a ruin, together with willows. My aunt and Hongmei, as well as the eight-year-old child who had just escaped from the disaster and recovered here, have become ashes.

There are not many abandoned courtyards in Beijing and China. The east house is one of the few abandoned courtyards. The original owner here was the horseman who had previously copied the house by Baili Liumo. At this time, the empty courtyard was looming. Entering a person, he opened the door of the original study, walked in, and walked in front of the bookshelf by the faint moonlight, turned the incense burner above, and presented a secret passage in front of himself. He walked down the path, lighting the flames in his hand, a faint candlelight illuminating the path, pressing the organ inside, and the door of the path was closed. At the end of the secret road is a stone house with scattered daily necessities, a bedding on the stone bed, and a shabby Chinese woman sitting on it.

"You're going to say what happened, and you didn't have to spend so much effort to get you out." The candlelight shone on the face of a man. He went to the stone bench and sat down. Lighted the candle, and then put out the fire extinguisher, his eyes flashed suffocated, and asked coldly.

"She isn't stupid, that woman isn't stupid!" The woman on the stone bed suddenly looked up at the man in front of her, and her apathetic eyes suddenly became full of hatred, and said with hate, "Everything is done by that woman. Come out, compassion will do that kind of thing, it's all she made a ghost, she is the deepest one hidden, she is! "

"You mean that the cold and compassion will ... it's all she made a ghost?" The man's eyes narrowed slightly, his body exuding a strong suffocation, thinking of the humiliation that day, he could not wait to kill the woman immediately. However, after thinking about it, if he could get such a bright woman, it would definitely help his future, and greed appeared on the face of the calculator.

"It's all she made a ghost, it's all her. I want revenge, I want revenge!" The woman said resentfully, clutching the quilt under her with both hands, as if it was the neck of the person she hated .

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