Prince: Your Princess is Exposed

Young words are just in the same place. I don't know what to say.

Looking at the past from afar, the man who he didn't want to see was coming out of the house of Shangyi Bureau.

The speed is not slow, young CI felt like he was set in place, actually waiting for that person to come towards him.

Or maybe it's in her heart that she can't escape.

Whatever that person wants to do.

It seems that for several days, I did not speak to her when she was young and sober.

So at the moment, when Junling stood in front of the youth's resignation, looking at the person he had not seen for a long time, he was already intensely restraining the excitement in his body.

Try to be more calm on the surface.

"Qingci..." Jun Ling directly grasped the wrist of young CI.

Hold her hands in the palms.

Today's weather is a little chilly.

So even the hands of Qingci are cold.

Jun Ling used to help her knead up, so that the temperature of his hands gradually higher.

Young resignation seems to be used to his past small moves, let him go.

But in front of the scene, a little repellent, "you let me come, what on earth are you doing?"

Jun Ling deliberately ignored the mood of young Ci at the moment.

Help her warm her hands.

Then drag people, directly into the clothing bureau.

Inside the house, there seemed to be many palace people waiting to be served.

As soon as I saw the young words coming in.

A hasty salute.

Then he stood in line in front of her.

The clothes in the hand are opened slowly in front of the youth.

is as like as two peas, but each has its own characteristics and differences.

The embroidery on it is the same, but the details are different.

At the moment when he saw it, he felt his eyes stabbed.

So bright red as blood.

In her eyes, what she saw was not the wedding dress, but the blood color.

The young voice's face suddenly became ugly.

But Jun Ling held her hands more tightly, without any intention of letting go.

The indulgence and strength in the tone can not be ignored.

"Qingci, which one do you like better? Well, tell me. I'll tell people to go down and do it immediately. Or whatever you like, I can send someone to prepare it. "

In front of the youth speech, Junling rarely used such a title that made people feel different identity.

But today, Jun Ling is very deliberate.

He is reminding young people of his words, and he is also reminding himself.

In a few days, Qingci will be his queen.

All the things he expected from his plan are now in his pocket.

Young people subconsciously want to break away from the control of Junling.

But helpless, she moves a little, Jun Ling grasps more tightly.

He even wanted to rub her into his arms.

But there are so many servants in the house.

In front of the palace people, young words are not good, too let Jun Ling move face.

Can't they go down first

The empress has spoken.

How dare these servants stay?

One by one, they put down what they had in their hands.

They saluted and left.

Before the empress came, the emperor had given orders.

Later, no matter what the empress's orders, they must obey.

Now, that's it.

As soon as the young man spoke, all of them were gone.