Prince: Your Princess is Exposed

Zhang Shoucheng has a habit of seeing doctors.

I just don't like to leave Renyi hall and contact with royal people.

The past events, though, have brought him close to the royal family.

But he was still reluctant to go to the palace.

Secretary Heng fixed his eyes on the person in front of him.

Mingming dye's attitude and practice of Changsong have no problem, but to hear his ears, is extremely uncomfortable.

"Your Majesty, put down your maidservant first." Dye long song lowered his head and felt the strong breath coming from Si Heng's body.

It makes her a little confused.

But no, she can't let herself go on like this.

Otherwise, she will be more and more uncontrollable.

The driver did not move.

He didn't speak for a long time.

There was a strange silence between them.

Finally, ran Changge took the lead in breaking the deadlock, "emperor, servant, really, it's ok You don't have to worry. You should also understand Dr. Zhang's temperament. If the servant has something to do, he will not allow her to leave the Ren Yi Tang. "

Dr. Zhang is famous for his attitude towards patients.

Si Heng also understands this truth.

But it is true, because of this sentence, the heart how much, at ease some.

Fix your eyes on the person in front of you.

She's been hiding from herself.

Si Heng was a little bit unhappy, "you still don't want to tell me the truth?"

As long as this is said, ran Changsong will resolutely shut up.

Pretend to hear nothing.

If she doesn't want to say it, she can't ask.

But he couldn't see her injury

There is nothing to do.

I haven't felt this for a long time.

He is now

Si Heng almost recovered in an instant.

Is this a long song that affects his mood tonight?

Even in the face of qiuluo, he can keep his head. Now this is

Si Heng regained his senses in this instant.

From the past, or from childhood.

He has been with a good and lovely appearance in the face of outsiders.

It looks gentle and polite, and very easy to get along with.

But in fact, he has always maintained a relative distance with all the people.

Clearly understand, some people, some things, not suitable for too close.

He cannot and will not be influenced by anyone.

In this position, there can be no weakness.

Si Heng almost in this moment, put people down.

Dye long song obviously felt his body that, suddenly cold breath.

The heart is also a cluttering.

Just touching the ground, he took a silent step back.

The feeling of rejecting people from thousands of miles away appeared again.

Sure enough, that moment was just an illusion.

He was the same old master who didn't allow anyone to get close to him.

Dye long song slightly bow his head, the corner of his mouth overflow a bitter smile.

However, there was no change in the voice. "I don't want the Empress Dowager to worry about the maids, so I hope the emperor can keep secrets for them. It's not too early now. The emperor will be early tomorrow. "

While talking, dye long song a little pause.

Then slowly squat down, half kneeling salute, "maid, send the emperor. Long live my emperor, long live long live... "

Indifference.

Gentle and polite.

It's impossible to pick out a single mistake.

It's clear that everything is in line with the rules.

But Si Heng's heart is more and more unhappy.

He didn't like the feeling of being influenced.

He forced himself to look at the people on the ground, just in the throat.

She was allowed to offer.

Immediately, he turned and left.