My Unrivalled Princess: I Won’t Mess With You

He approached step by step and saw Feng Qing behind the boy.

Isn't this clear? Although it was a lot darker, his appearance remained the same, but there were some more shadows of eating and sleeping.

How could Fengqing follow this boy?

Mu Chaoyang's thoughts floated from the south to the north, allowing Fengqing to protect himself. Who is besides Murong Yun?

Luo Qianshao? !!

From the hair to the feet, Mu Chaoyang looked at her a little, and her petite body did not change. # _ # 27218470

Luo Qiang's head is obviously not enough in men.

There are also appearances, except for the British spirit specially drawn by Mei Yuma, it is clearly Luo shallow and no doubt!

It was her ...

Mu Chaoyang's eyes couldn't help but be so stunning, so woman, why didn't he pay attention before?

Although she is a niece, Colo's shallow performance and behavior are not inferior to that of a maid or even a princess! # 2.7218470

It would be a great thing for him if such a woman stood beside him to assist him.

"It turned out to be shallow." Mu Chaoyang's tone was kind, as if they had a good relationship.

Mu Chaoyang recognized that she was not surprised. Luo Qiang frowned: "The prince Dang Dang made it difficult for an unarmed old ordinary person to have a long face."

The people eating melon looked at each other and talked about: "His Royal Highness?"

"His Royal Highness ?!"

"Have seen His Royal Highness!"

The theatergoer regretted it very much at this time. If he knew it was the prince's carriage, they wouldn't come to him if he was killed.

Who is the Prince? Reputation is not always good! Although the eight kings are decisive in killing, he will not lose his bad reputation.

The prince is different. Who doesn't know that the prince is wrong with the eighth prince? Respect in your heart, naturally hate the prince?

The prince liked the feeling of being bowed down and shook his sleeves leisurely: "Let's get up."

He meaningfully approached Luo Qianchan, "You are so beautiful today."

Luo Qianchan: "..."

"You ****, right?" Luo Qianchan thought so and said it directly, so funny?

Feng Qing always prepares, if it is not for the sake of Mu Chaoyang behind you, he can kick Mu Chaoyang to believe it or not?

Even if he doesn't die, he has to make him half dead!

Even the princess wants to dye her fingers?

No wonder the master deliberately told him when he left. The princess was right, the prince was ****!

Mu Chaoyang, who was scolded, was not angry, and his big hand reached out with no intention.

Where can Fengqing stand?

He took a step forward and opened Mu Chaoyang's hand: "Prince, please take care of yourself."

Seeing Fengqing, Mu Chaoyang didn't even think of his own loss under Murong Yun's hands. He hummed coldly: "What kind of masters have what kind of slaves, I don't understand respect and humility!"

But after all, Mu Chaoyang was still very wise and did not dare to continue to get started. He knew that Fengqing was powerful.

Luo Qianchan looked at him mockingly: "Is the prince talking about himself?"

"I took this man away. If the prince disagrees, don't hesitate to do it." Luo Qianshen's tone was indifferent, and Murong Yun's posture was quite strong. Her angerless and mighty king's breath was not like that of a prime minister .

The old man couldn't help raising his eyes and staring at Luo Qianshao's back for a long time. He moved his mouth and said nothing.

Luo Qianchan's attitude towards him has always been cold, and Mu Chaoyang discovered it from the beginning.

The more Luo Luoqian became, the more he wanted to see Luo Qianqian smile in front of him.

Mu Chaoyang turned his head: "People can give you, but shallow ..."

It's disgusting to hear his name in his mouth!

Luo Qian didn't look back and said coldly, "Don't call my name!"

Mu Chaoyang's face was swept away, and a round of inspections led the crowds to flee.

Then he continued to speak: "Okay, you."

Completely spoiled.

Feng Qing's forehead is blue and straight, he wants to do it!

"Let's have a meal together?"

eat? Not enough appetite, what to eat?

"No need, Prince Xie kindly." Rejected nostalgia.

The Prince frowned, "Don't you wonder why the eighth brother left the capital and what happened to the ancient family?"

Does Prince Edward know?

Luo Qianchan's heart sank a little. She had a premonition that this was not easy, but when she heard from Mu Chaoyang, there was always a feeling that she couldn't calm down.

However, she refused him: "The prince is afraid of overestimating me, and I'm not interested in those things."

The more eager she is, the more proud Mu Chaoyang will be, it is better to pretend to care nothing.

Now, it's Mu Chaoyang's turn to worry, why does Luo Qianchan not get into the salt? How does this get him started?

Isn't his word obvious enough?

He's a prince! How many women want to go to bed with Gogo?

It's just shallow and shallow, don't even want to see more!

damn it! This is simply his shame!

Feng Qing secretly applauded her princess: The princess is good!

The three left with such a big swing, Luo Qiangan saw the old man in a tattered and dirty place, thinking about treating his wounds and changing into clean clothes.

Seeing an elderly man of this age being bullied, she felt uncomfortable.

Su Liancheng was more active and followed Mu Rongyun. Luo Qianchan was not familiar with the city. She first talked to the old man: "Can you ... speak?"

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you. You have injuries and you can't wear clothes. I'll take you somewhere to take a bath, change clothes, and then treat the wound?

‘Old man’ nodded slightly: “Thanks, thank you.” His voice was hoarse and low, and he could n’t hear how old he was.

His face was covered with messy hair, and there was no clue whatsoever.

Luo Qiandan was instantly happy: "You know how to talk!"

‘Old man’ eyes blink, and the voice is small like a mosquito: “Um.”

"Can you go? Let's go to the medical center."

According to Feng Qing, Lin Zimo has a medical museum, which is nearby. Luo Qianchan didn't think about it, so he was going to Lin Zimo.

She and Lin Zimo are both in the past tense, and you can still get along with each other before, so you don't need to hide.

When he went to the medical museum, Lin Zimo was delving into new prescriptions. He should be worried about Murong Yun's affairs.

Luo Qianchan touched the desktop with his fingers: "Lin Shenyi?"

The movement of Lin Zimo's hand stopped. Is this voice ... shallow?

He looked up violently, and saw the woman she was thinking about as expected, but the woman did not come alone.

Behind her was a unkempt man, and Fengqing.

Lin Zimo was afraid that his eyes would reveal his emotions, and he hurriedly retracted his eyes. He smiled slightly: "How can Miss Four come."

"Doctor Lin, the princess wants to heal him."

Talking is clear.

Lin Zi's dark brown eyes moved a little to the ‘Old Man’: “How did this happen?”

Luo Qianchan sat in front of one of the chairs; "It's not the **** Mu Chaoyang yet."

That's why Luo Qiangan dare to say so.

Lin Zimo's expression was a little hesitant. He took a while to calm down, and he didn't dislike the old man's dirty body: "You go with me to the back hall."