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

With a sigh of sigh, all the sorrows were revealed, and a bitter smile, carefully closed the portrait, closed the eyes, and then opened again, the silver-gray eyes were gone. He took out a stack of letters from his cuffs, and the clear writing on the letters contrasted vigorously with scrawled letters. He opened the letters one by one and then laughed lightly. This was his first The mission, to cut off all the links between the capital and Liaocheng, at least not to let the prince and her know the current situation of the capital, nor can they let King Jinan know everything in Liaocheng.

With a touch of spiritual power in his hands, these letters turned into little stars and scattered in the night. She smiled and shook her head. I thought it would be a wonderful show. Who knew that he was just doing useless work. It seems that the woman is more capable than he imagined, just like her. .

This thought stunned Zhong Liyi, thinking back to the content of appreciation in her mind, and the words 'Beichen Moxuan' appeared more than once in the letter sent to her. An idea appeared in his mind, was she hers! ? This idea made him jump for joy, really broke the iron shoes and found nowhere, no effort! But frowned, what about the evidence? How can he prove that his inference is correct?

I was thinking about the situation of Beichen Moxuan in these days, but my mind was blank, and I shook my head with a bitter smile, it seemed that it was really wrong, and he no longer paid attention to his actions as he did then. Moved.

With a sigh, his fingers made a circle in the air, and a black spirit mirror appeared in the air, with a spell in his mouth, the mirror of the spirit mirror flashing, and then the figure of Beichen Moxuan appeared in the spirit mirror. The picture in the spirit mirror is like a repeated movie. Every day, every night, he repeats the same thing, walking in the temple, sitting back in the room, and there is ... and also! !! correct! He remembered! It's that jade pen. Beichen Moxuan wipes back that jade every day. Day after day, when looking at that jade pen, there will be a different expression on his face. Did that jade pen find Murong Xing'er? The essential?

"Maybe it's time to talk to him." Zhong Lizhen whispered, saying that he would do this, a flash of himself disappeared on the roof, passed through the temple corridor, pushed the door into Beichen In Mo Xuan's room.

Beichen Moxuan was still sitting in the room thinking about things as usual, except that the jade that had been worn around his waist was gone.

"It's so late, what are you doing here?" Beichen Moxuan looked up at Zhong Lixuan and asked coldly.

"I'm here to ask for your jade." Zhong Lizhen didn't say anything to him, cut directly into the subject, but he didn't see the jade at his waist, and he said, "Where did you put the jade? ? "

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Beichen Moxuan glanced at him, said in a bad voice, "If you come here so late to just say something inexplicable, then you go back, very late, I want to rest Now. "

"Where did you hide Yu Pei? That's the key to finding Murong Xing'er, right?" Zhong Lizhen's silver-grey eyes turned red, and he stepped forward a few steps, looking down at him, looking at him with double eyes, Coldly, "If you don't hand over that piece of jade, you can't blame me for missing you and my friendship for many years."