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

"Since Princess Qi is unwell, let's go back and rest first, but you must be exhausted. By then, King Qi should be distressed." Leng Yetong turned her eyes and said with a smile. The concern in her voice made others hear it so vividly, but she was only aware of her inner thoughts.

"Thank you Lord for your concern." Princess Qi smiled, and left her daughter's arm shaking stably.

"Master, princess, please." The steward Yingying smiled, made a 'Please' gesture, and then turned to lead the way for the two of them.

Every point of advancement, her cold and pitying heart was stabbed severely, and her eyes wandered around uneasily. Now she wants to find someone to notify her mother and let her mother hide first. Her dormitory was right in front of her. She seemed to hear the sound of the world collapsing. She closed her eyes and said, 'It's over!'

"Go and search and see if there is anything in Leng Bianfei that has anything to do with the people of the market." Standing at the front of Leng Qingxin's boudoir, Leng Yetong tilted her head and instructed Duan Ying softly.

"Yes, princess." Duan Ying took the lead, and the guards behind King Jinan's man behind him moved into action, not letting go of any corner, conducting a carpet-like search. Cold hands folded their hands, as if praying to heaven.

Leng Yetong looked at her with a glance, sketched a sneer on her lips, lifted her feet, and walked into her boudoir. The pale pink costume was the main thing, which looked like a boudoir of a woman who had not yet gone to court. Playing with the decoration inside the house, he rolled his eyes and stopped in front of the bookshelf. Leng Xinxin's heartbeat seemed to stop for a while, and she hurried forward, trying to stop her, but soon stopped because she had no reason to stop her.

Seeing Leng Qingxin's movements like this, Leng Yetong gradually understood something, pretending to unintentionally flip the books on the bookshelf, reached out and touched the only vase, and clicked, the bookshelf moved, revealing The back road came.

"What's going on?" Baili Liumo heard the sound coming in, looked at the dark tunnel behind the bookshelf, and frowned slightly, glanced at the cold pity, sharply. "Is there really an unspeakable secret for Leng Fangfei? Otherwise, how can there be a secret passage in the palace of Dang Fangfang?"

"Master, what are you talking about? This secret road slaver has only just learned that slaver is still wondering." Leng Ping drew a smile, pretending to be confused, who was coming in behind Bailimomo in doubt. The steward said, "Butler, do you know what's going on?"

"Back to the concubine, the old slave also knew for the first time that there was another secret channel." The steward immediately understood the meaning of cold and compassion, and went on with his words.

"I just knew it or I already knew it. Go in and take a look and see. Steward, lead the way." Leng Yetong smiled gently, and looked back at Lengsi with a meaningful look, and smiled and said to the steward, "This I am a bit dark, but I dare not go, so I have a housekeeper. "

"Yes, the old slave is now leading the princess." The steward wiped the cold sweat on his head quietly and answered with a bowed body. Before entering the dark room, he was still hesitant. There are many secret ways in the Qi King's Palace. He knows this, but generally there are institutions in the secret way. He does n’t know if there is an institution in the secret way. perturbed.