The bad prince spoils the runaway wife: you have to be good lady

"..." The fake prince finally couldn't hold it anymore, jumped up from the ground, staggered to the window, raised his head to the sky and screamed, "Second Master! Second Master, help me!"

Er Ye?It turned out to be the younger brother's subordinate.

Yuyu suddenly realized, and expressed the deepest contempt for the BT method of a certain evildoer to force a confession.

But the fake prince was crying for help so heartbreakingly, no one paid any attention to him.

The false prince did not give up, and promised loudly with a choked voice, "Your subordinate will go to school now and go back to the mountain... I can help you raise pigs when I go back to the mountain!" [

Accompanied by a flash of lightning, the extraordinary figure of junior brother Yingwei appeared...

This lightning is in the hearts of everyone, because they were all fooled by Lei...

I don't know what's wrong with the pigs on the mountain. In the hearts of the man in white, his junior, and everyone on the mountain, they seem to be very important...

Of course, the figure of the younger brother is indeed as fast as lightning, as if the fake prince has suddenly become a talent in short supply and is worth saving.

After appearing, the younger brother stood in front of the fake lord with a flash and said, "I don't want to hide it from Prince Jing, after master went down the mountain for a wandering trip, there was some trouble on our mountain. I'm incompetent and unable to restrain everyone's behavior, which caused trouble for the lord." .”

The fake prince knew that only his junior brother could save him now, so he immediately helped to testify tremblingly, "This is indeed the idea of ​​Xiao He...a senior brother, and has nothing to do with the second master. I hope the prince will clearly investigate."

He Lianye didn't even bother to deal with such a small character as the fake prince. He changed his attitude once, but in fact he just wanted to force his junior brother to show up.

He glanced at his junior brother lightly, "Tell me why you followed us."

Because I want to know if Feng Yuyu will really take you to the place that Master mentioned!

I also want to know what will happen when Cheng Siyan gets there!

Of course, the younger brother would not say such an answer.

Cheng Siyan lost her memory, as if she didn't remember anything, so unless he was stupid, he would never take the initiative to reveal the secrecy of the sect.

But it's no fun to piss off Helian Ye, and now he has to make up a bluffing excuse.

Frowning slightly, the junior brother sighed, "To be honest...my senior brother...has liked the prince for a long time!"

I have been with my junior these days, the man in white who just walked into the kitchen: "..."

He glanced at his younger brother, but his younger brother ignored him, so the man in white lowered his head without saying anything.

It looked like he was thinking at first glance, but Yuyu felt that he was looking at his own chest.

He didn't even know what silver was, and of course he didn't have a purse on his chest.

There are the jade bowl and the pair of jade chopsticks...[

After taking such a look, the man in white raised his head again, looking at Helian Ye with no trace of sadness or joy in his eyes, "...you look so good-looking."

A thunderbolt strikes, everyone: "..."

After being confessed by a man, would Helianye be shocked, angry, or angry?

As a monster of BT level, how could he have such a normal reaction...

He didn't even bat an eye.

Hearing this "confession", He Lianye seemed to be in a good mood, and smiled as if talking to himself, "It seems that he has a deep love for me."

Everyone: "..."

But He Lianye still walked the BT route in his own way, and said with a smile, "Since that's the case... He Yan, let's see where there is a lack of decoration in the palace, take him back and put it there."

He Yan, who was crying, wiped his face, and instantly changed into the appearance of a shrewd and capable confidant of King Jing. He took out a bundle of hemp rope from his arms, and prepared to pack the man in white and "consign" him back to the capital.