Women brave pirate den: escaped marriage prince

A Ying's eyebrows jumped, "Okay, I'll change clothes and come right away."

The person who can make father so serious should have a lot of background.

She has to tread carefully.

Just as she was about to turn around, her clothes got caught, and Ayun pouted and yelled, "Sister, I'm going too."

My father is so eccentric, he doesn't call her on anything fun. [

A Ying frowned, and coaxed softly, "Be good, be obedient, don't make father angry."

There must be a deep meaning for my father to do this.

She didn't want to make her father angry.

She was well aware of her father's suspicion of her, and became more and more cautious.

But Ayun refused to obey, and clamored to go, "Father loves me the most, so he won't be angry with me."

A glint of haze flashed in A Ying's eyes, she pursed her lips, pulled off her hand, and left without saying a word.

The little girl shook her head slightly, this is the difference between biological and not biological.

People's hearts are biased, and only those who are born know the pain and the flesh.

But what Jisheng did was not authentic. He wanted to take advantage of others and guard against them at the same time.

It is clear that he wants the horse to run fast, but refuses to feed it. If it goes on for a long time, conflicts will arise.

Ayun rolled her eyes, waved at Xiaoya, and smiled happily, "Let's go secretly, I know where to hide so that we won't be found."

She likes hide-and-seek best, and she knows best where to hide.

Xiao Ya was idle and had nothing to do, when she heard that she was enthusiastic to join in, of course she followed.

Under her leadership, the two of them dodged, avoiding idlers and others, and walked into a room.

Xiaoya was surprised to see that Ayun rushed to the wall on the left like a horse knowing the way, and took down a painting hanging on the wall, revealing two small holes.

She smiled triumphantly at Xiaoya, with a hint of pride and excitement of a child's successful prank.

The little girl couldn't help chuckling, she looks cute like this, as long as she doesn't pester brother Zhuo Ran, she doesn't mind if the girl in front of her is stupid or dumb.

Sometimes idiots are cuter than smart people.

She leaned over to take a look, her complexion changed drastically, and she rubbed her eyes in disbelief. [

No way, why is it Mu Jinmo?

Isn't he gone?

Eh, the person beside him is... Zheng Qiniang? !

How are they together?

How could it appear here?

Incredible.

Old Jisheng's face was full of smiles, his face was full of joy, his face was radiant, and he was extremely excited.

"It's a great honor for Prince Mu to come. This is my little girl, Aying. Hurry up and meet the prince."

Who would have thought that the prince of Xuanzhen Kingdom would appear here.

He also made a special trip to meet him, and his attitude was very humble, which made him very happy.

Not everyone can see the prince of a country.

A Ying had carefully dressed up, the peach red dress set off her skin like snow, and she was unparalleled in beauty.

She prostrated herself gracefully, saluting in a tender voice, charming to the bone, and boundless romance.

Mu Jinmo nodded lightly, showing the dignity of the royal family's children, and his eyes did not wander.

A Ying was a little disappointed, the men she met these two days all treated her honestly and had a very cold attitude.

She began to doubt her own charm.

She touched her face, did she become ugly?

Finally, he dealt with it politely, without embarrassing her too much.

"Ling patriotism is beautiful, she is really a rare beauty,"

A Ying secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but she was not happy either.

His tone was too perfunctory, completely polite.

Thinking about it, he is the prince of a country, and he has seen many stunning beauties, so how can he think of himself? [

Zheng Qiniang watched with cold eyes, and suddenly interjected, "Compared to Ye Yuning?"

Mu Jinmo said casually, "Almost."

The tone is still neither salty nor weak, as if picking a steamed bun, it doesn't matter.

Zheng Qiniang's eyes flashed, and she asked coldly, "How is that compared to Bai Xiaoya?"