Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

Cold wind's complexion solidified, "who are you? I don't want to know, but I have nothing to do with you."

The words are very clear. No matter what kind of people they are, Lengfeng doesn't want to have too much entanglement with them. Killing, financial resources and power have no effect on him.

The maid in waiting with the woman quickly moved a chair and helped the woman to sit down. The woman took a cup of tea, but she was not in a hurry.

Leng Feng Leng narrowed her eyes and speculated on her intention.

"You do look better."

The woman sipped a sip of tea, and the maid in waiting had picked it up.

The woman raised her head and looked at the man on the bed, who was like a banished immortal. After so many years, she found him.

"In fact, you are also a smart man, who brought you here without putting you in the dungeon. You should understand what's involved."

Cold wind's eyes swept the expression on the woman's face, frowning: "I don't quite understand."

"Ah..." the woman said with a smile, "you don't understand, but you don't want to see it. Let me tell you this, you are from the cloud family. Now that you have found it, you should return to the cloud family. Do you understand what I mean?"

The cold wind is unbelievable. Jiang Guoyun's family is above the river and lake, and his reputation is not small.

But he didn't believe that he was a member of the cloud family.

"Why do you say I'm from the cloud family?"

In fact, what the woman said is right. Since the cloud family has a great reputation in the world, they never do anything groundless.

"The sword in your hand, didn't you find the logo of my cloud family engraved on it?"

The cold wind frowned.

The sword was left by the master. When I saw that word, Leng Feng thought it was related to the master. When did he think of himself?

Next, the woman told Lengfeng a story that was not too long.

Her name is Yunluo.

Her sister Yunyan is matchless. She married the seventh Prince of the state of Jiang. She is like a beautiful couple, just like a fairy. She married the prince and became a princess of the state of Jiang.

It's just a pity that at that time, the government seized power and the brothers were fratricidal. At that time, Yunyan and the seventh Prince were intercepted and killed, and their carriage fell from the cliff.

Such a situation, seven Wangye has long expected, so the children were sent to different directions.

Since the chaos, the biggest fear is to hurt the children. Therefore, it has been a disaster. Since Yunyan died, Yunluo and the prince have been looking for the whereabouts of the two children who were sent away.

Unfortunately, I have been innocent for many years.

To this day

The cold air condenses in Lengfeng's eyes and stares at Yunluo. There is no meaningful temperature in his voice. "Do you think you can cheat me by weaving these?"

Having said that, the palm of the hand is gathering strength, the palm wind fiercely toward cloud Luo split in the past, but was quickly stopped by the old man beside.

But it turned into a breeze, slowly blowing the sleeve angle.

"To tell you the truth, why are you excited?" The old man pursed his lips, but this was a little sigh.

So it is.

No one in the face of such a thing, will suddenly accept the truth!

Cloud Luo just motionless looking at cold wind, just cold wind hungry hand is really fast, eyes bottom, but emerged a smile.

But others can't see it.

"To tell the truth, to show evidence is to tell the truth." The cold air in the cold wind's eyes never subsided.

He didn't believe things without evidence.

But in the next moment, a maid of honor came to Lengfeng with a picture scroll. She spread it out in front of Lengfeng, but Lengfeng's thin lips were tightly pursed.

The man in the painting is very similar to him. However, there are poems and chronologies on the painting.

It doesn't look like it was painted recently.

Cloud Luo slowly asked a voice: "see?"? If you don't think this is credible, then I can take you to open the coffin and have a bone test? "

The cold wind pursed her lips. There was no need.

It's not easy to open the coffin.

What's more, Yunluo just said that Yunyan had two children at the beginning, which is the key point.

"These two children are twins?"

Yunluo probably didn't expect that Lengfeng would suddenly ask such a question, but it was also true. He nodded, but Lengfeng's chest was tight.

That's really

Otherwise, as like as two peas, he can explain why he is the same as the wind.

Yunluo's sigh is gently in the cold wind's ear rang up: "it's a pity, there is a child, did not find."

"He's dead." The cold wind makes a faint sound.

Feng Ni Ran is dead indeed.

Yunluo was surprised that Lengfeng's words, although only one was found, he still firmly believed that the other was still alive, and now Lengfeng's words.

But she destroyed the faith in her heart and let her

"He is indeed dead. Even if you are my relative, a relative I haven't seen in more than 20 years, it's not necessary for me to have the slightest connection." The cold wind is too indifferent.

But what happens after we get married?

Is he going to stay in Jianguo?

No, glory and wealth is not what he wants. What he wants is Nangong Beibei. So far, he has never known her whereabouts!

Cold wind's face, really like that person.

At that time, the man held her sister in his arms in front of the public and announced to the people around him, "I, Xiao Jing, will only marry Yunyan in my life."

The smile on the face, the overbearing words.

It makes her greedy.

But Yunluo clearly understood that Xiao Jing had already died!

Looking at the cold wind in front of him, Yunluo quickly regained his mood and opened his lips: "you are a member of the royal family. Now that the villain of the imperial power of Jiang kingdom is in charge, now that he has found you and the child is dead, do you think we can still have a relationship? Is it difficult for your parents to be killed by evil men, so they don't need to cut their enemies with their hands? "

They denounced it.

I also hope that Lengfeng can think clearly.

If the cold wind doesn't return, hatred can't change anything. In the past few years, he lived on the hunting ground and the tip of a knife, living under the bright red blood.

Actually, I really hate blood.

Hate killing!

"I have a name and a life, and I don't want to get involved in the Royal fight." Others, waiting for him to find her, waiting to build a home with him.

So how could he abandon her and live in the palace?

"No? Do you think you have entered Jiangguo now, and you still have the strength to choose? " Yunluo looks at Lengfeng's attitude. But already cold heart, toward the old man to make the eyes, according to the plan!