Prince: Your Princess is Exposed

Intuitively, Junling knew that she should refuse the proposal of Qingci at the moment.

We should not continue to listen to young people.

You shouldn't let the people around you go down.

Can, reason but let Jun Ling, according to the practice of young words.

Young words slowly a few times, went directly to the imperial study.

Looking at the desk, high above the fold.

At the bottom of his heart, an idea suddenly rose.

She knew that Junling was behind her.

"You really have become the Emperor..."

In the past, those unreal feelings, at this moment, all become true.

Jun Ling didn't understand why young CI had such feelings.

Only know to go forward, a person to embrace in the arms.

Leaning against her ear, she whispered, "yes, I am the emperor, and you are my queen. Qing Ci, will you live in the palace after that

Jun Ling tried to coax with a soothing tone.

I'm afraid I'll be surprised by the people in front of me.

Hugged by people from behind, young Ci not only did not feel the slightest warmth.

On the contrary, I feel cold all over.

The voice seemed to have a vague chill, "I also want to..."

Before, I wanted to.

Want to be with him, want to accompany him overlooking the world.

I want to stand at the highest position with him and create a peaceful and prosperous age with him

Jun Ling heard this sentence, in a flash of joy.

However, before the words were spoken, they were completely blocked by the next sentence of the youth's speech.

"If only you were the same as Si Junling before..."

Jun Ling's blood was frozen.

Then he was stiff and didn't know what to do.

Can only helplessly watch young words break away from their own arms.

In front of him, he took out a small fold from his sleeve.

Open it and put it in front of him.

At the moment, I can calm down when I see the contents of this folder.

Not calm people, but in front of Jun Ling.

Junling has excellent eyesight.

The contents of the fold are clear and clear.

Just a glance, enough to let Jun Ling's face changed dramatically.

There was never a moment when he wanted to destroy a person, a thing, and a past.

The deepest thing he's hiding.

At the most inappropriate time, let Qingci know

And he, at all, has not been firmly tied to people.

"Yes, who?" Jun Ling reveals these two words with difficulty.

It seems to be squeezed out of the throat.

But the young words are inexplicably understood.

He was asking, who told himself that.

Unfortunately, it doesn't matter.

It is important that

"You admit it, don't you?" The tone of young words is calm.

It seems to be very gentle to ask this sentence.

However, he couldn't help but feel numb.

She could hardly hold what she was holding.

Junling seems to have tasted a trace of despair from the tone of his youth.

Let him panic, let him, at a loss.

Almost by pulling.

Jun Ling tied the man in his arms directly.

Holding her body, all shaking.

Young quit the hand powerless, the fold on the ground so askew.

Be held in the arms, but as if, all the things can not feel.

There was a voice, shaking in my ear, "Qingci, I'm sorry I can explain... "

These simple words seem to have exhausted all the strength of Junling.

One collapses, the other, but coolly collapses.

The young man asked calmly, "explain? Yes, you say, I listen... "