Prince: Your Princess is Exposed

Young words look at Jun Ling that slightly dark eyes.

My heart is pounding for a while, suddenly some are not good.

"Junling, Xiao Xiao is still here. You have to go to the Imperial Palace later. I'm going to Ren Yi hall today. You can't..."

Jun Ling looked at her so a face like an enemy.

Those Xu's thoughts were suppressed.

The words are all grievances, "Qing Ci, I have endured a lot of time."

Since she and Xiao ran sleep together, he has no chance.

The son of heaven, who is usually very powerful, is now close to her, as if she had been a big dog.

It's both grievance and pity.

Looking at the youth speech is also some helpless.

I added a word in my heart.

You may have to endure longer.

"The child is still here." "I was not here at the beginning, you were OK for three years. How long is it now?"

Jun Ling wronged, "that's different."

"What's the difference?"

Jun Ling seemed to be humming twice in his throat, but he didn't say it.

He had no thoughts when she was away.

Full of only regret and guilt.

But now she is in front of her day by day, can only look at but can not touch.

It's a real ordeal for him.

"Well, mother..."

After death Jun Xiaoran suddenly turned over, habitually want to drag young words.

It's a pity that I feel empty.

Vaguely open your small eyes, and then see the back of the young words.

Then he continued to sleep with his eyes closed.

Small body is a little bit of rubbing to the young side.

Sleep on her.

Originally, I just held young CI in my arms.

This time, Jun Ling held two directly.

The fleshy little thing on the back now drags on his clothes, but the saliva on his mouth drips on the back of his hand.

The charming atmosphere just now disappeared.

Young words smile in the bottom of my heart.

It's just a matter of confronting his father when he's awake.

Now I'm asleep, but I can still be angry with Junling.

Young words smile some helpless.

Jun Ling is also gnashing teeth, staring at Jun Xiaoran for a long time.

It's a pity that Jun Xiaoran sleeps too well and has no reaction at all.

He's only here to be sulky.

"Well, you can have a good sleep with him. I will go to the court first. "

"Well, good." Young words gently answer.

Time is quiet, everything is safe.

About this is the most yearning day.

Junling didn't let anyone in to wait on him.

After wearing the Dragon Robe, he got up and went out.

Young CI watched him leave, turned over and continued to hold his son in his arms.

And then against the abdomen.

"Xiao Xiao, do you want a little brother, or a little sister?"

Naturally, the king Xiaoran who sleeps heavily will not give any answer.

The young man just said to himself, "you'd better have a daughter, or you'll have another one. I'm afraid your father will kill himself with vinegar."

I've seen those who are jealous, but I haven't seen those who are jealous with their own sons.

"If he had a little padded jacket of his own, he would have liked it very much."

Young words may have been able to think of the future days, heart full of all is sweet.

This child is beyond Jun Ling's expectation.

But it was what she expected.

But

"Young words helplessly sighed," your father does not know now, if you know that I hide from him for such a long time, you will be angry. "