"You Xue Xue was so angry that her sword trembled.
"Xue Xue." Ning kongzhi pressed Xue Xue's hand, and his voice was slightly deep.
Xue Xue angrily bit her teeth and wrapped her soft sword around her waist.
Rather familiar with this, this slowly began: "this matter is pure, I am not strict, has nothing to do with the princess."
Mo Shanghua Mou Guang swept on his calm face, only to see his face calm and calm, can't see the slightest clue, eyebrows now gently frown up.
I'm afraid this person is far from being easy to deal with.
Just thinking about it, Ning Congzhi seemed to see what she thought in her heart, and her eyes also turned to her, "the princess was just defending herself. There was no malicious assassination, but it was all a misunderstanding."
Ignore Xue Xue almost to eat his general eyes, Mo Shanghua look light nodded, "yes."
Just say the next word, she turned and walked in the direction of the camp, saying: "the son is frightened. Take a rest early, so is the king."
Yan Beicheng's face turned black for a moment, and his eyes were not good at it. He said coldly: "the maidservant around the son is so fierce, what if she can't restrain her? Now it's almost to the Imperial City, and the son of God is going to split up with us. "
Finish saying, then throw sleeve and go directly.
But don't want to, rather know of don't annoy but smile, "it seems, what the outside world says is really empty."
Instead of lowering his words, he intentionally used some internal power to spread it to Yan Beicheng, who was already gradually moving away.
I thought Yan Beicheng would continue to hide, but he didn't want to. He didn't play the cards according to the common sense. He stopped and looked at him in his eyes. It seemed that there was a killing intention in his eyes.
In this way, I would rather be familiar with it than understand it.
He really couldn't understand how Yan Beicheng, who had tried his best to cover up a few days ago, now gave up the cover up again. In this way, all his work a few days ago was in vain?
Even if he wanted to break his head, he could not guess that the man who had only hatred in his heart could not be touched. A dragon has scales, and those who touch it will die.
Of course, in front of Mo Shanghua, he can't even enter the door of Mo Shanghua now.
"Princess…"
Yan Beicheng was like a child who had made a mistake. He stood timidly in front of the tent on the street. He had to be careful to be found. Even the princess called in a very low voice.
"If you don't want to spend many days in vain, please go back." Mo Shanghua's cold voice came from the tent, and it was not hard to hear a bit of anger in his tone.
Yan Beicheng knew that it was because he was playing with Nanhe today. He just sighed for himself in silence and didn't move at all.
"I just want to ask if you've hurt yourself."
The account was silent for a long time, and the cold and calm voice of the flowers on the street came out.
"No problem."
Although it was a reply, it was just like this after all. There was no more than one sentence.
"If you have any discomfort, please call me." Yan North City Heart helpless, put down this words, then also returned to his camp.
However, he did not go to bed early after returning to the account, but called Mo Ling over. After some explanation, we can have a rest.
On the other hand, I still don't sleep well.
These days, she always tries her best to cooperate with Yan Beicheng's acting, but she has entered the play.
Sometimes, when looking at Yan Beicheng's acting, he looks at Nan he as if she is really in love, but it seems that she is the one who is not in the drama.
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