Evil Prince's Love's No Limit

Xiao Luojing, the gate to get out of the palace, had already been cleared early in the morning. Taking advantage of the guard's shift, she successfully left the palace before closing the palace gate on the ground that the prince's imperial concubine went to send flower lanterns to Nangong mansion.

Out of the gate of the East Palace, the carriage drove into the secluded lane by the corner of the night. Yufeng and Dongmei, who were driving the carriage, had already been waiting in the shadow of the lane. Listening to the bell of the carriage, they immediately jumped out of the carriage.

At this time, Su Zijin's carriage was slowly moving forward. The size of the carriage was just enough to block the situation in the alley. With the darkness of the night, when the carriage drove to another lane where Yufeng and Dongmei stood on the right side, Su Zijin grabbed the female doctor of Song Dynasty and pushed her out first.

Under the flickering light of the lantern, in the blink of an eye, the female doctor of Song dynasty fell steadily into the arms of Dongmei and Yufeng, quietly.

Not waiting for the shaking lantern to stop, Su Zijin then jumped out. When the carriage drove through the lane on the right side, her feet fell on the ground silently and hid in the dark. Everything seemed to have never happened.

Without stopping, Su Zijin turned around and turned into the carriage that was parked behind her. After that, the female doctor of the Song Dynasty followed suit. Dongmei and Yufeng also went back and sat on the horse.

As soon as the Royal wind lifts the reins, the horse immediately opens its hooves and moves forward under the rhythmic sound of its hooves.

In the carriage, Su Zijin and Song Yi Nu did not stop. They quickly took off the clothes of the maids on their bodies, and replaced the clothes prepared by Dongmei. Before the carriage drove out of the alley, they changed back their original clothes, and the clothes of the maids were hidden in the box.

Tie the last buckle, Su Zijin raised his hand to lift the curtain, looking at the quiet street outside, fell heart.

"What's the matter, princess? I'll tell you. The more you need me in the future, the more places I can use. If I depended on you yesterday and left, you would cry today." Song medical women while finishing their own clothes, while proud of Su Zijin nuzui.

"Yes, yes, yes. If it wasn't for song's wife, I would cry today." Su Zijin said with a smile and turned around. He picked up the pen and wrote something on the writing paper. He said, "but since the song medical girl is so benevolent and righteous, I'm not polite. The next thing is to rely on Song's medical girl's fatigue."

"Rely on it?" Song medical woman Leng for a moment, in the heart has a bit of bad feeling, want to see what Su Zijin wrote, but the line of sight just turned down, Su Zijin has already put down the pen, picked up the letter paper, and then lifted the car curtain and handed it out.

Yu Feng looks at the letter on Su Zijin's hand and nods silently, indicating that he understands.

Seeing the imperial wind nodding, Su Zijin took back the letter paper. Before the song medical woman could see it clearly, the letter paper was put on the candle on the low table, burned and thrown into the tea cup. It quickly turned into ashes under the fire.

Looking at the ashes, the female doctor of Song Dynasty felt confused. She raised her head and asked, "what did you write, princess? What do I mean to rely on next

"Tomorrow you will know." Su Zijin sells a pick eyebrow of Guan Zi, backhand from the side of the box to take out a book, lean on the soft collapse by the light to turn.

Looking at her like this, the female doctor of Song Dynasty knew that she certainly would not say it, nor would she ask for more questions. She turned around and leaned on the soft couch, showing an indifferent look. Looking at Su Zijin, she couldn't help but smile, shook her head slightly, and concentrated on reading the book in her hand.

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The eighth day of January is the day of offering sacrifices to temples in the state of Southern Chu.

No matter the monks, Taoists, laymen who have not entered the temples or temples, and those who have the intention to go to the temples or Taoist temples for worship. The temples outside Jinling City are overcrowded, and the Taoist temples are crowded.

However, the Taoist temple on a lonely mountain is particularly quiet.

The Taoist temple is very small. It is about three feet wide and four feet long. On the platform are the wooden statues of the original emperor Tianzun. On the altar are fresh fruit cakes. On the ten buns below, only Mr. Meng kneels. He looks at the statue, mumbles, and then bows down to worship three times.

It was about a moment before Mr. Meng got up and turned to lift his legs. However, he found that the originally clear sky suddenly became cloudy, and with a low roar, it seemed that it would rain heavily.

With the roar, the figure of ten to the Taoist temple fell from the sky and fell outside the gate of the Taoist temple, blocking the gate completely.

"Mr. Meng, I haven't seen you for a long time Just when Mr. Meng's eyes were slightly heavy, a cool girl came from behind him. Turning her head, Su Zijin was wearing a lotus white plain clothes, wearing a silver cloak with dark patterns of auspicious clouds. The white hairpin flower was sitting on the old imperial chair with a smile. The beautiful Danfeng eyes showed a bone chilling effect, which made Mr. Meng's back a Ling.

But in the end, Mr. Meng has lived for so many years and has seen a lot of the world. How could he be bluffed by Su Zijin? He regained his look in a moment. He took out his pen and pamphlet from his sleeve and wrote: I haven't seen Princess Heyue before. Why haven't you seen him for a long time.

Mr. Meng showed the written words in front of Su Zijin. Looking at the word, Su Zijin showed a sudden insight. He nodded and stood up and said, "I've forgotten. Mr. Meng hasn't met me formally in this life, but Mr. Meng is familiar with me, isn't he? For my lifeOn hearing the two characters, Mr. Meng's pupils shrank. Looking at Su Zijin, he was very surprised. He didn't expect Su Zijin to know her fate. He also knew that he knew. Xiao Luochen told her? No way.

Looking at the astonishment in Mr. Meng's eyes, Su Zijin curled up a trace of evil smile at the corner of his mouth. He walked forward and said: "by the way, Mr. Meng is very surprised. Why is my life style clearly born Feng Ge? How can it be offset? And it's strange, right?"

Su Zijin's question is to let Mr. Meng's back have a few cool, looking at her surprised under more than a bit of fear, glancing at the ten people standing outside the door is more surprised, this Su Zijin is not afraid of others to listen to it?

Su Zijin saw through the doubts in Mr. Meng's heart and said with a light smile: "Mr. Meng doesn't have to worry that others will listen. The people guarding this Taoist temple are all deaf people. They can't hear a word, and no one can get close to it. We can't avoid talking."

After listening to this, Mr. Meng carefully looked at the ten or so people. As expected, when he heard the sound, his ears would not tremble. It can be seen that they were all deaf. Su Zijin specially brought a group of deaf people, which represented that she was prepared to come. He could not escape.

Since you can't hide, it's better to ask clearly.

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