Yuan Changhuan thought that he hadn't done anything bad, so what was there to be empty-hearted.

So, I looked up at him directly.

"Are you leaving?"

"Hmm."

The thanksgiving retracted his expression and answered in a low voice.

As everyone knows.

After this toss, Yuan Changhuan had forgotten about letting Xie Qi sleep in the study at night.

Day.

After the eldest grandson returned to the post house.

Then someone ushered in, "Prince, the Royal Prince's Mansion is giving you a gift, do you want to accept it?" ”

The eyes of the subordinate are complicated.

Don't dare to look at the eldest grandson mirror.

"The Imperial Prince's Palace?"

The tip of the eldest grandson's tongue sneered, "Did Miss Yuan send it?" ”

At first, the subordinates didn't react to who Miss Yuan was.

Later, I thought that the princess of the royal prince was surnamed Yuan.

I didn't have time to think about why my prince called Miss Yuan, the princess of the world.

Lian Sheng replied, "Yes." ”

What will she give herself?

Changsun Jing thought of the little girl who didn't play cards according to common sense, his eyes were slightly trance, and after half a sound, he asked in a clear voice, "What's it?" ”

"See for yourself."

It's hard to say.

Directly led the eldest grandson mirror to the courtyard.

When he saw beautiful men standing in the courtyard with different temperaments and appearances, he smiled.

Seeing the prince's smile, the subordinates were even more scared.

Could it be that the prince really likes men.

Goo-dong.

Swallowing saliva.

Shivering.

"Good."

After the eldest grandson smiled, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows seemed to be dyed with a sharp edge.

"Someone."

"The subordinates are here."

The Dark Guard suddenly appeared and spoke in a respectful voice.

The eldest grandson Jing brushed his sleeves and left, and at the same time ordered, "Just say that these beautiful men have accepted it, and the gifts are still exchanged, and twelve beauties of the Northern Zhou Dynasty will be selected to give back." ”

"My subordinates will do it."

Seeing the prince and the secret guard leave, the subordinate hurriedly spoke, "Prince, what about these people?" ”

"Find a yard so that you can live and raise."

What's going on with this fattening tone......

The eldest grandson didn't care what the people thought, and entered the house by himself.

Inside the Xingzhi Xuan.

After Yuan Changhuan and Xie resigned and returned home.

Sent Yuan Changhuan back to the room, and thanked him for not panicking to see Ye Moli who was locked in the side courtyard.

"Did you run away?"

Xie asked slowly.

"There is no sign of escape, and Mochen is personally watching." Yin Yi replied respectfully.

Hearing Yin Yi's answer, Xie Ci Fang was satisfied.

Thankfully, not stupid.

If he dared to run away, he would be a corpse by now.

The mechanism of the Imperial Prince's Mansion is not so easy to crack.

The door opened, and when Xie Ci entered the door, he saw a man in a snow-blue robe sitting on a soft couch.

His eyebrows and eyes were moist, and he opened his mouth unhurriedly, "Mr. Night came from afar, and he was sluggish." ”

"You're treated very well, you're welcome."

Ye Moli opened his eyes and pointed to the pile of eating and drinking things in front of the table.

Idle return.

Listening to his answer, the words of thanks were also light and light, and he was as good as a stream, "Since Mr. Ye thinks it's good, it's done." ”

Ye Moli didn't expect Xie Ci to look at the gentleman, this intimidating people, so polite.

It is clear that he didn't say dirty words, and when he heard this, he felt that his heart, liver, spleen and lungs hurt.

Angry.

He was clearly sarcastic in his thanks, and he climbed up the pole with his thanks.

"Ming people don't say secret words, I can't tell Xie Shizi what he wants to know from me."

Ye Mo is very righteous Ling Ran.

The eyes are also clear.

Listening to his words, Xie Ci was not in a hurry.

Pour a cup of tea in person and push Ye Moli, "Mr. Ye is in a hurry, take your time." ”

"If you have something to say, don't beat around the bush."

Ye Moli always felt that there was a sharp knife in the pure and gentle words of thanks......