"Twelve?"

Yuan Changhuan was stunned.

Twelve!

In the previous life, the twelve princes were the princes found by the people, and Xie Ci was the master of the twelve princes as the emperor's master.

How did he become the master of Lu Fuliu's children.

In the previous life, there was no Lu Fuliu and this auspicious twelve princes from the sky.

It must have been her rebirth that caused everything to change.

Yuan Changhuan felt uneasy in his heart.

"yes, what's the problem?"

Ying Qicheng looked at her strangely, is there something wrong with the Twelve Princes?

But he didn't wait for Yuan Changhuan to reply.

Xie Ci had already grabbed her, took the carriage, and said to Ying Qicheng in a low voice, "Seventh prince, you can go on the road." ”

"Oh, can this prince ride in a carriage with you?" Ying Qicheng asked with a cute face.

Knowing that he would be rejected, Ying Qicheng still asked with illusions.

Really.

The excuse was not salty and refused, "No." ”

The curtain fell.

blocked the sight of Yingqi City.

When he returned to his carriage, a dark color slipped through Ying Qicheng's clear eyes.

Inside the carriage.

Yuan Changhuan looked at the thank you with a pensive face.

Xie Qi sat casually and calmly, ignoring Yuan Changhuan's gaze.

If you change someone else, you can't stand this kind of gaze for a long time.

The partial-life thank-you speech is still leisurely and comfortable.

Until Yuan Changhuan opened his mouth mysteriously, "Thank you, if the emperor asks you to be a young master for the little prince, will you do it?" ”

Naturally, I heard the words of Yuan Changhuan and Ying Qicheng before.

At this time, seeing that she was curious about this matter, she replied with a salty and nonchalant thanks, "The emperor's order is difficult to disobey." ”

It means that I will do it.

But he became the master of the little prince, and then the little prince was the twelfth prince, could it be that the emperor of this life became the son of Lu Fuliu.

Oh, my God.

Yuan Changhuan was annoyed with his hair hanging down.

Full of entanglement.

Words are in words.

No, she has to find the real Twelve Princes before the end of the year!

If the son of Lu Fuliu becomes the future emperor, their family will definitely die at that time.

Xie Ci took Yuan Changhuan's expression into his eyes, and waited for the carriage to reach Pingcheng before he spoke, "What are you worried about?" ”

"Don't you want me to be the young master of the Twelve Princes?"

"yes, I don't want you to be, can you be inappropriate?" Yuan Changhuan stared at him, and replied in a tone that was not salty or light, yin and yang.

Seeing Yuan Changhuan like this, his thin lips opened slightly, and he replied slowly, "If you beg me, I can consider it." ”

As long as Xie Ci is not the young master of the little prince, it means that the little prince is not the future emperor.

Yuan Changhuan's eyes lit up.

All the awkward things that were wrong with thanksgiving before were forgotten.

At the critical juncture of the Yuan family, any awkward discipline is nothing.

Don't let the resignation become a young master in front of you.

Thereupon......

Yuan Changhuan squatted on the soft carpet of the carriage, tugging at the sleeves of his shirt that had fallen down in thanks, "My lord, please." ”

Xie Ci looked at her quietly.

A gentle smile at the end.

Just when Yuan Changhuan thought he was going to agree, his eyes were full of anticipation.

Xie Ci slowly spit out a few words, "Please...... It didn't work. ”

"Knock ......" Yuan Changhuan was furious and pushed the thank you speech down on the wall of the car.

looked at him condescendingly, "Isn't it fun to play me!" ”

"Huh?"

Quite domineering side leakage.

Yun smiled lightly, "It's fun." ”

"Thank you!"

Yuan Changhuan gritted his teeth and tugged at the front of the thanks, and approached him with a fierce light......