Secret Service Princess: The Cold Prince’s Black Belly Wife

There is such a similar person in the world, then is the demon star one of these people, not the princess who they previously defined? With the rise of a new round of discussion frenzy, there are fewer people questioning the Prince, but there are still people who believe that the Prince is still under the control of the demon star.

I spent a month in the discussion like this. The court has been divided into two factions. One faction advocates the establishment of another prince, and the other faction is the prince and the faction. The two factions argue in the chapel day after day. No attitude was indicated. Versions of folk rumors are gradually increasing. Things about the prince and prince are still hot topics. Some people even secretly opened gambling. If the prince is a demon star, the dealer pays ten, and the underground gambling house has been countlessly collected in an instant. Real money.

One month later, in King ’s Mansion, Baili Liumo sat on the big chair in Mo Yange ’s study. Leng Yetong and Leng Yeran siblings sat on the left side of his lower head and on the lower chair on the right. Sitting was Beichen Moxuan, dressed like a fairy, with a smile on her face.

"It's also time to close the net." Baili Liumo's cold voice sounded in the study, one-handed rhythmic tapping on the table, and a sloppy smile on his lips.

"Well, I can take action at any time here." Beichen Moxuan nodded slightly, and Xiaoyingying's look was enough to show that he was well-informed.

"I have enough preparations there, and I am always waiting for your orders." Leng Yeran took the following words, nodding his head slightly, and said calmly, "Now the King Chu is desperately agitating the people, what is it? Everyone can tell, all stories have come out, in order to realize in the eyes of the people the princes and princes of the prince and demon star.

"What's the matter, we are about to close the net. No matter how he manipulates right and wrong, it will not help, but just blindly paid for his efforts, alas, stealing chickens will not be counter-etching. Maybe it is him. "Giggle." Leng Yetong hid her face in a smile, and giggled in the study, pursed her two hair strands, and said with a smile, "I have nothing to do, but I will always listen to your request. "

"Tonight, we close the net." Baili Liumo sneered, and punched his fingers on the tabletop to form a fist, and there was a flash of yin in his eyes, and he said coldly.

"So, I'm waiting for good news, and it's another good show." Leng Yetong smiled softly, no calculation light appeared in his eyes, and held his own hair, said playfully.

"I'll do some preparations, and it will definitely be a good show tonight." Beichen Moxuan smiled slightly, a kind of excitement appeared rare in a pair of desireless eyes, said with a smile, then turned and left the study. Leng Yeran and Leng Yetong looked at each other, said goodbye to Baili Liumo, got up and left, and the time in the study room was quiet.

That night, in the dilapidated houses on the outskirts of the city, the woman was wrapped in a delicate body in black clothes. The original pair of smart eyes became manic and bloodthirsty, and the rotting on the right hand made people look panic. It seemed like a pain. The rotten flesh with the pus ripped off.

"What's going on !? I can't feel the vitality coming from that woman, my body's decay rate has begun to accelerate, and if this continues, without baby's blood, I will rot into a bone." Luo Qingrou tossed the rotten meat torn from her body, lowered her voice, and questioned the man opposite.