These two bigwigs were speechless and afraid of tears, so they turned back?

But I didn't see any of them have tears on their faces.

Strange and weird.

"Lord Shizi, Linzhao Kyoto and Pingcheng are all coming to report."

Mo Chen held two folds in his hand and respectfully handed them to the thanks.

Thanks, open the flat city first.

Fingers paused, thin lips hooked a faint arc, "The princess is smart." ”

And this time there was no misunderstanding of him.

There is progress.

Mo Chen's eyes and nose looked at his heart, and he was silent about the praise of the prince.

This is a lover's eye out of the West.

After thinking about his own lady, he was interested in opening Linzhao's excerpt.

The thin and good-looking fingers of the bones tucked on the fold.

made a muffled sound, and the phoenix eyes were moist and indifferent, "The secret of Su Yimo's body, can anyone find out?" ”

"Don't worry, no one has found out."

"Even the Nine Emperors don't know."

The thin lips of the light color of the thank you pursed slightly, becoming more and more plain, "Very good, continue to stare at it, and be sure to find out the secret of Su Yimo's body thoroughly." ”

"Yes."

"By the way, Lord Shizi, Mohe and the little marquis and his wife will be here."

Playing with the Buddha beads in your hand, twisting one by one,

Xie Ci pondered for a moment before replying slowly, "Wait for them to go back together." ”

If Yuanyuan saw that he took Yuan Changqing and them back, he would definitely be overjoyed.

Thinking of Yuan Changhuan's real smile.

The smile of thanks grew.

Looking at the expression of the prince, Mohe still had a dead fish face, he must have thought of the princess again, otherwise how could he show such a rippling expression when he was so steady.

It's really a beautiful country hero mound.

The prince is no exception.

It is ten miles away from the post station.

At the gate of the city, Feng Jinyue sat in the carriage, originally planning to enjoy the moon with Yuan Changqing.

Unexpectedly, the moon was not rewarded, but I saw a figure hanging upside down on the high wall at the city gate.

"That person is going to commit suicide, go and save someone!" Feng Jinyue dragged Yuan Changqing and quickly ran to the city gate.

The figure was motionless, and Yuan Changqing blinked, "I'm afraid I'm dead, right?" ”

"I guess the bodies are stiff."

Feng Jinyue dragged him to the door and pushed him back, "You go, save people." ”

Before Feng Jinyue finished speaking, Yuan Changqing had already flown up.

I want to carry people down.

Unexpectedly, the figure turned around......

"I'm Cao."

Yuan Changqing was so frightened that his feet slipped and he almost fell off the high wall.

In the shadows, the man's faint voice was heard, "You're not dead yet." ”

"The Seventh Prince?"

Yuan Changqing stood firm, patted the frightened heart, and struggled to look at Yingqi City.

"Of course I'm not dead, but you, like you're dead!"

raised his hand to help Yuan Changqing, who was unstable, and Ying Qicheng changed his standing to squat, "Well......"

The whole person is very decadent.

"What's wrong with you?"

Squatting on the wall with him, Yuan Changqing asked in surprise, "Why are you squatting here and pretending to be dead?" ”

"Hurt." Ying Qicheng sighed, didn't want to say more, looked at Feng Jinyue standing below, and whispered in Yuan Changqing's ear, "Your lady is so good to you, everyone thinks you are dead, and she can still get you back." ”

"Cherish it."

The Seventh Prince, who had never been serious, suddenly said such emotional words.

It can't be fake, right?

Raise your hand and want to pinch it to win Qicheng.

Ying Qicheng had already stood up, "Okay, are you looking for Xie Shizi, this prince will take you over." ”

Be the first to jump off a high wall.

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