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

"My King is not inconvenienced." The faint voice of Baili Momo fell in the wind, then jumped up to the sudden part of the stone wall, and the sword in his hand was deeply inserted into the stone wall.

"Hey! You speak!" Although Leng Yetong felt unconsciously calling away, no matter how she called, no one would answer her again. The wagon's falling speed was very fast, and a 'bang' fell to the bottom of the mountain and rolled up a gust of sand.

Leng Yetong feels like his body has been run over, and raising his hands feels a bit difficult, holding one's head with one hand, looking for the institutions that Baili Liumo said in the dark carriage. With a click, the organs on the carriage were dismantled, and Leng Yetong dragged his tired body and climbed out with the strength of his arm. The white clothes were already stained with blood, as if blooming. The changes are just as enchanting. Lying on the ground, he was panting heavily, his eyelids were heavy, and a sense of fatigue was born. This was a feeling he had never felt before, even when he was seriously injured and fell into the water. The eyes gradually couldn't open, and then his head tilted and passed out.

The petals of magnolia flowers fall in the sky, and then fly around the circle, and finally a man in white appears in the center of the petals, as beautiful as a fairy. The man walked to Leng Yetong, leaned down and squatted down, raised his hands and wiped the blood stains on her face, a distress was flashing under his eyes, and he hugged her carefully, and then disappeared as usual without any warning. .

When Baili Momo slipped to the bottom of the mountain little by little, his clothes were already covered with dust, blood stains were faintly on it, his face was a little pale, and his steps were a bit futile. With a sword on the ground, he went step by step. carriage. Upon arrival, it was found that the carriage's mechanism had been opened, and there were still wet blood on the messy items, and frowning slightly, walking around, but no one was due.

"Oh!" The body was a bit unstable, spit out a large spit of blood, the blood was slightly black, and reached out to pull out the dart inserted on the back, which was when the man in black just ran towards the carriage while he wasn't Prepared to shoot, obviously the above is poisoned. Slightly coughed, sitting cross-legged on the ground, doing exercises, trying to force the poison out of the body.

The man came to a mountain hut holding the unconscious cold night pupil. The house was cleaned and the decoration was very warm. He put her gently on the bed, raised a smile on the corner of his mouth, and raised his hand to touch Looking at her face, it's nice to see you again. A force gathered in the palm of her hand, covering her whole body. The wound on her body was healing at a rate visible to the naked eye. He did not withdraw this power until the heaviest wound on her body was healed.

"Langao, go back to pick some blood-supplying herbs, and then boil them into soup medicine." Beichen Moxuan turned his head slightly, as if speaking to the air.

"Yes, Master." Lan Yan slowly emerged in the air, a faint response, and then disappeared again in the air.

"Xinger, I finally saw you again." Beichen Moxuan washed her handkerchief, sat by the bed, raised her hands to clean up the dirt on her face, a gentle and contented smile was hanging on the corner of her mouth, and the love between her eyebrows It seems that it can melt everything.