Evil Prince With His Naughty Princess

Got butterfly dance affirmative reply, Ling Luo smile, just glanced at Su Su beside, light vomit a sentence: "you can go."

Su Su looked at her face suspiciously, and then looked at her clothes. She always felt something was wrong: isn't this the woman who was rescued by mammy? What's wrong with this face?

But she didn't ask much. She stared coldly and left.

"Butterfly Girl, you can continue next. Oh, the girls are good at dancing and singing. They are equal to the people of Fengyue boat."

Ling Luo meaningful smile, turned and walked to Ji Changqin side, saw his thoughtful admiration, slightly nodded salute.

"It's funny to your highness."

"Ha ha, Miss Luo said you have a sister? Are you good at music, chess, calligraphy and painting? " Ji Changqin didn't quite believe it. Compared with Ling Luo's face, he didn't really have a good hand.

"Yes, in my eyes, my sister is the most beautiful person in Yanhuang continent..." she said with a smile, and then she thought about whether it was too arrogant to say so, so she added, "one of them!"

"Yes? Do you two look so different? " Ji Changqin glances at Ling Luo's ugly face and doesn't expect much from her sister.

"Yes, one follows his father and the other his mother. It's not like that."

"Oh, ha ha! I'll come to see her compete with butterfly dance tomorrow. "

"Your Highness, you are very elegant." In fact, Ling Luo wanted to say: you are really ignorant and do these things everyday.

Because of the episode of Su Su's kicking in the hall, we can see the superb skills of perfection, so the programs on the stage suddenly appear very ordinary.

There were whispers all around, one after another.

Ling Luo glanced at the dark sky outside, quickly took a few mouthfuls of food, ate half full, and then laughed at Ji Changqin.

"Your Highness, it's a little late today, so I'll go back first."

"Where do you live? Shall I send you a carriage? "

"No, no, it's near here. It'll be here soon."

Ling Luo is once again moved by Ji Changqin's inexplicable enthusiasm and feels that this man is really a good friend. It's a pity... In this troubled times, his indifferent temperament is not suitable for survival.

After saying goodbye to Ji Changqin, Ling Luo leaves the capital of Dongluo with a big stride, but he doesn't see two dark guards behind him, all the way out of the city. After seeing her call silver flash to leave, the two quickly turned back to Yiwan Pavilion.

"Your Highness, she went to the countryside, and rode a very strange animal, silver, a bit like a dog."

"Oh? No one else? "

"Yes

"So, she didn't come to meet the ambassador of the state of Yan. Is it really just a pleasure trip?" Ji Changqin frowned. At this moment, his eyes were cold and wise.

"Your Highness, she saved the people of fengyuehuafang. Is it under fengyueniang's hand?"

"It's impossible. The people in fengyueniang's hands all know the details very well. No one has such good Kung Fu."

Ji Changqin shakes her head and looks more suspicious. I can't figure out how the emperor could come to such a strange woman. She looks so strange, but she has good skills.

Of course, it's not the point. The point is that she has always been modest. How can he say that he is also a prince? Even if the Wulin League has its own opinion, it's comity. How can she not be afraid at all?

Strange!

"Your Highness, is it Li Wang's man? He only wants to compete with your Highness for the throne, and he has the most motive. "

"No, if he wants to deal with this palace, he won't find such a woman. He knows what this palace likes. By the way, did the people who assassinated the palace find out the background? "

"It's found out. It's just ordinary grass-roots bandits. There's no background."

"Is the palace so hateful? People come every three to five. " Ji Changqin gently supported her forehead and sighed with depression.

Since he became the prince, this kind of assassination has become a common practice. He can't guess who is so unhappy with him that he wants to kill him.

Li Wang is his uncle. He has not been very harmonious with his father Ji Kun. He does have a motive to kill, but he will not do so. Because he had no children, he had to give up the throne in the end. He was not a fool and would not make wedding clothes for others.

So who is it? He's confused!

"Your Highness, your birthday is coming soon. Would you like to invite fengyueniang to your other courtyard first? My subordinates have heard that the ambassador of the state of Yan is coming to celebrate your birthday, and the state of Nanyue has sent people to send gifts. "

"That's fine. You can invite them tomorrow morning."

"Yes

"You two, keep an eye on the woman named Xiao Luo. If she goes to the city again, report to our palace."

"Yes, sir

"Go down, my palace is ready to return."

"To your highness!"

……

In the outskirts, Ling Luo rode slowly on the silver flash, and his eyebrows gradually twisted into a knot. She couldn't call for vultures near the imperial capital just now. That is to say, the branch Hall of Bingji palace has really retreated.

Is master really possessed? So that the people of the seven countries could not avoid him. Once upon a time, which country in Yanhuang did not dare to give him some thin noodles?

She really wants to know about master. What should she do?

Melancholy, they have gone to the courtyard, there is no sound inside, very quiet.

She jumped down from Yinshan's back and looked at the courtyard for a long time, but she didn't go in and went back to her small courtyard.

As soon as I went in, I felt an unusual breath. Her eyes sank, and her inner strength surged into her eyes. She saw a man standing in the dark yard.

He was dressed in a white robe, with a green silk tied by a jade hairpin. He was casually draped behind his head, just like an immortal.

In the twilight, he looks astonished. His eyebrows are slightly frowning like a sword. His eyes are faint with amazement and joy. His lips are ready to talk and stop, as if they are restraining something.

Ling Luo Wei narrowed his eyes and looked at the man. His fist in his sleeve was clenched: how could this guy be so like the fourth Prince of Yan kingdom?

Why is he here? Do you know that she stole the Holy Blood grass from the palace and came to the door?

No, she didn't change her face that night. She will change her face, and he won't recognize it, will he?

She didn't know that the memory she had lost had already been inseparable from Jun's ink attack. Her memory still remains when she fled from Bingji palace, but the three months during that time are blank.

She looked at the Jun attack ink that such as torch eyes, some uneasy heart.

No matter what, it's not a good thing for this guy to appear in Dongluo for no reason. She thought, taking a step forward.

"Who are you? How could it be in this yard? " She said in a fierce voice, thinking that Jun didn't recognize her.

Your face is as white as snow when you smell the ink. He stepped forward and looked down at her, his lips slowly pursed into a straight line, and his face was tight.

"Who are you? Name it Ling Luo was not used to looking up at others, and quickly stepped back a step or two.

But the silver flash who came in was slightly stunned. Suddenly he jumped forward, wagged his tail and rubbed his legs, just like a flattering husky.

His face softened a lot and he kneaded his head“ Silver flash, it's good to see you. "

"Wuwu, Wuwu..."

Yinshan's tail wagged like a rattle, which made Lingluo's eyes stare into a copper bell, and quickly pulled its head.

"Silver flash, how can you wag your tail at people you don't know? How unprincipled? " She remembered that silver flash didn't see you attacking ink that night.

"Wu Wu..." silver flash looked at her, and then at Jun's ink attack, suddenly at a loss.

"You say... You don't know me?" The gentleman attacks Mo to step forward again, like sculpture pestle in front of Ling Luo, "you really don't know me?"

His voice was cold and unbelievable.

"Nonsense, where did you come from? If you come to visit, just stand outside, OK? It's shameful of you to do so, you know? "

"Lol, don't you remember me?" Jun Haimo can't accept the first meeting after their lives. She doesn't know him. How can she do that?

"Hey, why do you shout like you know me very well?"

Is lol his name?

The only person in the world who can call her luo'er is Shifu. Why does he call it that? Or did he recognize the wrong person, and there is another one with the same name at the end of the day?

Ling Luo swallowed his saliva nervously, with a sense of horror in his heart. The gentleman attacked Mo to stare at her for a long time and went to the wing room to light the lantern.

Under the light, he looks more peerless. His sword eyebrows are twisted like hemp, and his eyes are much sharper. He slants Mou cool ground to see slowly rub to come in of Ling Luo, appear very displeased.

"Luo Er, I don't like joking. Do you think I can't recognize you if you make such a face?"

“……”

Ling Luo was even more flustered. She quickly touched her face. There was no problem. Her face changing technique was not the best, but it was easy to cheat ordinary people.

"Do you want me to take the things off your face before you recognize me?"

"Recognize you?" She was shocked again, and always felt that they didn't seem to be on the same channel. Didn't she just steal a holy blood herb? As for chasing so far?

Jun Haimo was enraged by her gentle appearance. He held her in his arms, and then he kissed her lips. He kisses her fiercely and forcefully, as if he wanted to tell her all these days of lovesickness in this way.

"Well... Let me go!" Ling Luo pushed away his embrace, wiped his mouth hard, pointed to his eyebrows and began to roar.

"You're attacking Mo, you're not being polite, do you know? Didn't I steal a holy blood herb from your palace? As for chasing Dongluo? What's more, I told you "thank you for your kindness". Why are you like this? "

"What are you talking about, lol?" You are a little at a loss.

"I tell you, there is no holy blood grass. I don't have any silver. I'll give you a cheap life. How do you like it?" She is insolent way, a pair of dead pig is not afraid of the appearance of boiling water.

You attack Mo, but you can't find the north. Where do you follow? They're talking about one thing?

"It turns out that the last time you were hurt by arrow ink in the palace was because you stole the Holy Blood grass from the empress? You have a lot of guts. " He hummed.

"Er... Did I just say that I stole Holy Blood grass?"

Ling Luo just remembered that that night she took the Holy Blood grass with silver flash. You didn't know it at all. She was so stupid that she didn't call herself up.

She glanced at his cheek and lowered her head in embarrassment: where is the floor seam? Floor seam!