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

"Well, he's finished! You can't bully me into Tianfeng !?" Leng Yeran was furious, clapping his hands, and said furiously, "I will definitely take his blood and sacrifice my dead soldier."

"He is not bullying Tianfeng, he is bullying Tianfeng." Leng Yetong gave him a slight glance at him, motioned him to sit down, be calm, and took a brush to write something on rice paper at random, aside On the side of the writing, he said, "King Wei is stupid. He killed Baili Momo while the Yi ambassador was there, and triggered a coup. Of course, the reason for his coup also included the complete elimination of Wang Wei in the Baili Momo plan, but Because the falling cliff has not been implemented. The Wei King and the Yi people have been in private for a long time. This time, Yan Lie Bacheng fell on the cliff while taking advantage of the hundreds of miles, and you are not in the capital. If it fails, he can say that we have no right to dispose of the ambassador, and then return to the country. If it succeeds, if the stupid king Wei is a new emperor, do you think Tianfeng's life will be long? I have to say that Wan Yanlie used a trick this time to plan a good show. "

"Huh, his abacus is good." Leng Yeran snorted coldly, his eyes filled with resentment and disdain for Wan Yanlie, then thought about it and asked, "Yes, since you two fell together Down the cliff, what about the lord? Where is he now? "

"Bali Limo is with the Prince. They are working on the palace. I'll take care of your side. Let's talk about the plan first." Leng Yetong put down her pen, and a large size appeared on the rice paper. Leng Yeran understood her meaning with only one glance, a smile appeared on his lips, and nodded secretly.

"The success or failure depends only on your side. There is nothing I can do to enter the Star House without knowing it. You must know that the Star House is now more guarded than the Imperial Palace." Leng Yetong said gently. Sighing, flicking the magnolia ring on the index finger, turning his eyebrows and suddenly asking, "Yes, brother, have you read so many books, do you know the son-in-law?"

"The son-in-law?" Leng Yeran was a little confused, shook his head, and said softly, "I have read a lot of books, but I haven't seen these myths, but there are many Tibetan scripture halls in the Prime Minister's Palace. You can take a look at it. What's wrong? "

"Nothing, just ask." Leng Yetong looked down, said casually, pondered for a moment, and continued, "The left-wing army must focus on the treatment, and the source of the disease must be the most important thing. Don't let it The disease recurs, and, if it is dead, let it be cremated, and then inform the family and give some compassionate money. If the body of a person who has died of plague does not cremate, it can easily cause secondary disease. "

"I see, I'll ask someone to do it." Leng Yeran nodded and said lightly, looking out the window with his eyes, and sighed, everything was by fate.

Ten days later, good news came one after another from the medics, so that Leng Yeran suppressed the mood for a month, the plague in the army has been contained, and the sick people have improved according to the severity of the disease. Every good soldier will come to the door of the flirtatious boy named Ye Yan, and thank them. For them, he is their reborn parent.