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

The steward smiled coldly, even though the events on the day of the big wedding concealed all the people outside, but it is a well-known thing in this palace. After that, no one in the palace can look down on the cold. The heart is good enough, but secretly talking about how cheap she is. Looking back at the dark room, frowning slightly, the people inside were still not found, otherwise he really didn't know how to explain to Wang Ye. Raise your feet, the last one out of the underpass.

Back in the dormitory, Leng Yetong turned the vase on the bookshelf, the mechanism returned to its original shape, holding the jade in her hand, stepped into the inner room, looked at the poor jewelry on the dressing table, smiled gently, and looked down He lowered his body, picked up a white jade sister-in-law who looked at the top grade, and looked back to Leng Qingxin, "Sister, aren't you Qi Wang's side concubine? Why this jewelry ..." Grade.

"Sister likes simplicity." Even if Leng Yetong didn't say it, Lonely compassion could guess through it. She secretly shook her fist and barely maintained her smile. She pretended to say easily, "Sister is special since she got married. I like these simple things, and I think there was a bit of a **** before thinking about it. Do n’t my sister think so? You used to be simpler than your elder sister. ”The meaning in the words is obvious, is n’t it to laugh at her? She used to be more downcast than she was.

"Really? But the so-called people go to higher places and flow to lower places. People always have to improve. The level of pursuit must also be continuously improved. If you stay in place, it is called no pursuit. If you want your sister to go back and forth like this, What should I say, return to Park? Is it true that the more you live, the more boring you are. "Leng Yetong smiled softly, and the meaning of the cold and compassionate face flushed red and white, biting bitterly Lips, for fear of rushing to tear her hypocritical face.

"Princess, I didn't find anything useful." At this moment, Duan Ying walked in, arched his hand towards Leng Yetong, and reported respectfully.

"Oh, then it's me ....." Before Leng Yetong finished his words, he glimpsed a little white that appeared in the mezzanine behind the vanity mirror. The words came to an abrupt halt, a little confused, and reached up to the vanity mirror.

"Stop!" Leng's pity was in a panic, and he rushed forward and pushed Leng Yetong away. He opened his arms in front of the vanity mirror and said hurriedly, "There's nothing in here. Now that we've checked everything, let's go."

She was caught off guard and nearly fell to the ground. Baili Momo stepped, wrapped her arms around her, took her in her arms, and the overwhelming lemon scent made her dizzy for a moment.

"What does Cold Side Concubine do !? Isn't the purpose of resisting the mother-in-law impossible?" Baili Liumo looked at Lengsi with a gloomy glance, and snapped sharply.

"Oh, when did Lord Ye have any feelings for me?" Leng Lian smiled bitterly, raised her finger to Leng Yetong, and accused him, "When did Lord Ye have anyone other than her in his eyes? Why is it ruthless now? "

"Toasting, not eating and drinking!" Baili Liumo gritted his teeth and chuckled coldly, "Duan Ying, pull her away, this king wants to see, what is there that can actually make Cold Side Concubine hit in public? King. "

"Yes, Lord." Duan Ying took the lead, and stepped forward to pull away his cold pity.