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

"There will be no action for the time being. The patriarch of Jiuli is cautious. From these encounters, he can see that he can't do it without absolute certainty." He shook his head gently and said lightly. "" He will probably do a temptation for about a month. If the situation is still a month later, he will not hesitate to take a shot. There are occasions when the spirit mirror is in an accident, but this accident will not last for more than a month. So if a month later he can clearly detect the actions of 'I', then he can assert that the person in King Jinan's Palace is not me, and he can let go. "

"But it will take more than a month for the Wulin Conference to be held. How will it last for half a month? We are bound to be too late to go back." Xi Yue was anxious when he heard this and thought about the time for the Wulin Conference. , And the duration of the halfway, said eagerly.

"Just move your hands and feet to let the Wulin Conference be held in advance." She smiled charmingly, gave Xiyue a deep look, raised her hand to signal her to bring her ears together, and whispered something in her ear.

"I know, I'll do it." After listening to her, Xi Yue's face showed a slight smile, nodding slightly, and responded quickly.

"Go down there and get ready. The martial arts convention will start soon." She smiled lightly, holding up her hands and holding "Yes, son." She was blessed slightly, responded respectfully, and walked lightly. go out. Looking at Xiyue's back, she smiled and shook her head. This girl really put all her emotions on her face.

The next day, noon, in Liaocheng .........

Just after noon the next day, the team of Shangguanyun, the owner of the Green Willow Villa, slowly entered the Liaocheng city. As soon as he settled down at the inn, the people of Moran Villa came.

"The owner, Moyan Villa's business is here, and he wants to see you." Shangguan Yun sat in the room, sipping the fine tea just delivered by Xiao Er, his first person, Lu Yan, hugged him. Come in with a sword and report respectfully.

"Who's here? Who of the three?" Shang Guanyun lowered the tea cup in his hand, looked up at Lu Yan, and asked Shen Shen. Shangguan Yun was wearing an ink-colored robe, a flowing cloud belt around his waist, and his age was about thirty years, but time left vicissitudes on his face.

"It's Yun Ranxi back to the owner." Lu Ning lowered his head and returned respectfully.

"Yun Ran Xi." Shang Guanyun whispered the name, and the information about him in his head swarmed up. One of the three major tasks of the ink dyed villa, Ouyang Xiangtian ’s left and right arm, and Ouyang ’s military division. He is good at everything related to brainpower. Of course, it is said that his martial arts are also very high, but few people have seen He used force because everyone he had seen had died.

"Zhuang, he is waiting outside. Would you like to let him in?" Seeing Shang Guanyun not talking, Lu Yan hesitated and said, "Now we still don't want to fall out with the Ouyang family, because now we are in Liaocheng. Although Liaocheng is said to be a land of the emperor, in essence, it is already the site of the Ouyang family. "

"Go ask him to come in." Turning his eyes, Shangguan Yun nodded slightly and said lightly.

"Yes, the owner." Lu Yan responded, turned around and walked out. When he returned, he brought in a white robe.