Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

"Since it's an assassin, why ask?" Cold wind indifferently looking at the autumn water, words, is also indifferent alienation.

There is no way for Qiushui.

She said coldly, "if the prince doesn't want to go, I'll have to break into the dungeon. My death is small, but the war between the two countries is great. "

In addition to that responsibility, Qiushui doesn't want to see Nangong Beibei killed.

Although she is a princess, she is not a cruel person.

"Well." The cold wind should make a sound at last.

Although Leng Feng didn't know where the nine palaces were, he got the exact location and went to the dungeon. When those people in the dungeon saw that it was Leng Feng, it was inevitable to salute again.

But did not put the cold wind in, or put him in the outside, knife light blunt, "prince, you can't go in."

"What if I insist?" The cold breeze lightly asked this sentence, but there was a trace of coldness in the glazed eyes.

"We are under the emperor's command to take care of this place. The emperor has orders that no one is allowed to enter without his permission." The guard's attitude is very hard.

Cold breeze lightly however a smile: "that also is really, I want to see that night assassin who assassinates me."

"The assassin has been taken by Empress Yunfei. Now I'm afraid it's a strange place."

Cold wind restrained smile, dead?

He turned back and stopped talking to the guard.

When he told Qiushui the truth, Qiushui fell down on the chair and couldn't believe it. "How can you be sure you are..."

"Dead." The cold wind lightly interrupts Qiushui's words. The people who have been in the dungeon are injured even if they don't die. What's more, Xiaotao has been injured before he goes in. Now, with this way, there is no other way to go except death.

"Didn't you go in and see?" Qiushui's throat is a little sore. Although it has nothing to do with Nangong Beibei, Nangong Beibei has been with her for many days.

The person she wants to marry now is still Lengfeng. She can't face Nangong Beibei anymore. How can she die?

She couldn't believe it!

"She's dead. Even if she's really peach, she's just a maid in waiting. Even if you value her, she's dead." Cold wind said this sentence indifferently.

The dead man is as if he had nothing to do with him.

Indeed, in Lengfeng's cognition, the identity of Xiao Tao has nothing to do with Lengfeng.

"You..."

Just, Qiushui takes the initiative to terminate her words. She still can't believe that Nangong Beibei is really dead. She has planned to ask Yunluo in person.

However, Lengfeng did not remember who Nangong Beibei was. How to blame him?

"What do you want to say?" Cold wind thin lips gently lift, ask voice.

Qiushui no longer talks, but is more indifferent.

……

There are more palace people outside the pian hall, just because Yunluo is in the pian hall. At this time, Nangong Beibei has already woken up. Yunluo sits in a chair with dignified posture.

In the room, except for her and Yunluo, there was no one else.

"I didn't think you'd wake up." Yunluo gently considers the teacup in her hand. On her right hand, she wears a cup of emerald green bracelet. The quality of the bracelet is glossy, but it is lined with her thin snow-white, just like white jade.

"Everyone is afraid of death. I have a lot of things to do. Why should I die?" Nangong Beibei held his chest and spoke slowly.

"Is it?" Yunluo sneered, "in this case, can I listen to your so-called methods, so as to determine whether I keep you?"

Nangong Beibei is silent and sneers at the bottom of his heart. Yunluo is really not a person who can easily fool, unlike ah San.

In the end, people who have lived in the deep palace for many years are powerful.

"I say you can, or you can be your future military strategist, but one thing I want to know is the specific relationship between Lengfeng and fengni dye, as well as Lengfeng's life experience."

To think about it, Yunluo is able to keep the cold wind by his side for a certain reason.

If we don't grasp this opportunity well, it will be difficult to know the truth of this matter in the future.

"Your method is only for your life, and you are not qualified to bargain with me." Yunluo narrowed his eyes, but the light in his eyes was indifferent.

Sure enough

"I just want to know if it's difficult. I'm not willing to tell you this?" Nangong Beibei said, "besides, I knew Xiao Li was Lengfeng."

She just wanted to know the secret behind it.

"Yes, since you already know, why ask me?"

"But I need to know who Lengfeng's parents are, and whether Feng nieran and he are brothers. Since they have parents, why don't they know each other?" Nangong Beibei pursed her lips and made a sound. These are all questions, and they have been in Nangong Beibei's heart for a long time.

Yunluo laughed softly: "well, you are really smart. But you don't need to know these things. You need to understand that you are not the only counselor in the world. "

"But you have to be clear that not all the counsellors in the world can think of my method." Nangong Beibei quickly picked up Yunluo's words, very confident.

She doesn't believe that the modern ones, combined with so much experience of the predecessors, can't compare with those counsellors here!

"Oh?" Yunluo eyebrows pick, the voice is slowly elongated, but to Nangong Beibei this self-confidence some contempt, a woman.

No matter how talented they are, they dare not say such words.

"Where did you learn from?"

"Li Hua."

Nangong Beibei reported the name of the letter he saw in the poison valley that day, but as soon as the name came out, it brought Yunluo's surprise, "what, who do you say?"

"Li Hua." Nangong Beibei thought Yunluo didn't hear clearly and repeated it.

However, Yunluo was not surprised by the name of Lihua. Lihua is a great swordsman. His swordsmanship is very exquisite. What's more, he has excellent medical skills.

No one knows where he came from, nor has he heard of her return. In those days, her husband, the present emperor, was determined to find this man and win the world for him.

As a result, Yunluo has also heard of Li Hua's deeds. Although his fame is not small, he has not seen a real person, but if he does not have such ability, how can he be so powerful?

"Do you know my master?" Nangong Beibei saw Yunluo's look, but he asked in a deep voice and struck while the iron was hot.

If you really know her, she can also use this reason to let Yunluo get rid of her scruples, so that she can save her life.

"I don't know." Yunluo's eyes have recovered as usual.