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

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"Don't go out yet ?? Don't take me as a master again !?" Leng Yetong gave her a stern glance at him, scolding harshly. She couldn't be more clear about Ling Zhongzheng's temperament. Now whoever he is to help her in this period of time will undoubtedly be regarded as an enemy by him. Regardless of how he regrets him afterwards, how to help you heal, can it be in his Surviving in anger is unknown, and she doesn't want to cherish the risk because of her.

"Yes, master." Hesitated, Xiyue still chose to listen to her and retreat obediently. She understood that she would only become her burden now, and might even make the old man even more annoyed. Looking back at her uneasily. One glance, turned and went out.

Xiyue just went out, a strong wind came, and the black shadow entered the palace at a fast speed. The gate of the palace was closed severely. Ling Zhongzheng was dressed in black, with black and white long hair, and his eyebrows went in. Alas, a pair of eagle eyes stared at Leng Yetong kneeling on the ground.

"See the master, apprentice." He knelt forward a few steps, bowed his head again, saluting.

"This seat is not like you!" Ling Zhongzheng snorted coldly. He flung his robe and settled on the teacher's chair. The moment he rolled up his robe, he brought out a sharp palm wind, and opened Leng Yetong with impartiality. . But this time the force was not as strong as she was just, she just groaned, bleeding marks on her lips.

"I do n’t know what the culprit caused, so the master got so furious, and asked the master to show it." A low whispered cough, the blood in his mouth was stronger, his head lowered, watching the blood fall to the ground, and blooming brightly Flowers, asked respectfully.

"I don't know what happened? Um?" Ling Zhongzheng glared, snorted coldly, raised his eyes and looked at the decoration in the dormitory, screamed coldly, "One, you are married, but this seat is the last one to know, This is one of your mistakes. Second, this seat is actually learned from his population. This is the second mistake. And third, let this seat find you here, which is your greatest. mistake!"

"The child is unknown." Leng Yetong bit her lower lip and swallowed the blood from her chest, forcing the discomfort on her chest, said. Based on her feelings, she profoundly understood that this time the internal injuries could not be better for a month. This time the master's hands were really heavy enough, so she also understood how angry he was.

"Unknown? Where's your cleverness !?" Ling Zhongzheng listened to her words, her anger in her heart was even greater, her eyes glared, and she threw her hands again. This palm is obviously stronger than the first two palms. Feng Feng's eyes were stunned. A strong sense of crisis struck over her, but she still did not make any dodge. She took the palm stiffly, her body seemed broken. The kite flying out of the line usually flew out, hitting a post behind it, a wow of blood spit out.

"Please ask the master to show it." He bit his lower lip, knelt down on his tired body and lowered his head.

"Okay, since you don't know, this seat will let you understand." Ling Zhongzheng patted the chair, and the Taishi chair under him broke instantly. He lifted his feet and walked to Leng Yetong, looked down at her, and said coldly. , "Kingnan King travels hundreds of miles, the first person of the Tianfeng Dynasty, was born to be the king, the emperor personally raised him, and then was taken by the elderly Tianji to study art, and became the only disciple of the elderly Tianji. Do you understand?"