Prince: Your Princess is Exposed

Although she hated the ancient hierarchy.

But it has to be observed.

If father and mother are really alive, Si Junling's kneeling will frighten the two old people.

Young words in the brain is actually unconsciously thought of that scene, the heart slightly sour.

Unfortunately, there is no such opportunity.

Si Junling can feel her little loss.

I can't help but lift my hand and pat her on the head. She says in a voice, "Qingci, they are your parents and the parents of this king. They can bear this worship of the king. "

It seems that there is a warm current flowing from the bottom of young people's heart.

This sentence, is really more than what kind of love words, can move her.

Yes.

Now she and Si Junling are husband and wife.

His parents, of course, are his parents.

The young man said with a smile and solemnly kowtowed to his father and mother's spiritual throne. When he got up again, his lips were smiling. "Dad, mom, I'd like to introduce you solemnly. This is my husband, Si Junling."

Not a prince, not a prince.

Just her husband.

Si Junling looked at the smile at the corner of his mouth, as if he had been infected.

Between the eyebrows, stained with a little smile.

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when the young CI came out with the throne in his arms, it was not surprising that Jiang Shangshu and Mrs. Jiang were waiting at the door.

Watch her come out.

Jiang Shangshu wanted to stop him, but he was interrupted by Si Junling when he didn't make a sound. "This king still has political affairs. Princess, go back to the house."

"Yes, Lord." The young reply with a smile.

Then the cursory to two people said hello, "green leave first."

While speaking, he pushed Si Junling's wheelchair away slowly.

Although he did not go fast, he did not have a way to stop Jiang Shangshu.

What should I say?

What else can I say?

The prince agreed to such a ridiculous thing, but he could not refute it at all.

Jiang Shangshu's face sank, and he told the people around him, "come on, tell me to go down. If anyone in your family dares to disclose half a word about today's affairs, I will never give up!"

"Yes, little one, yes."

The bodyguard listened and answered.

Here, young Ci and Si Junling get on the carriage.

The small desk in front of him was piled with official business.

Half of it was dealt with when I came here just now.

Now just to the top of the carriage, Si Junling began to deal with the other half.

The young man took the initiative to fish out the teapot next to him. He was very polite, "Lord, I'll pour you a cup of tea to moisten your throat."

I have to say.

This picture of Si Junling is not close to strangers.

Sometimes it's really easy to use.

Like today.

If only she came by herself, I'm afraid Jiang Shangshu would never have let people go so easily.

She's almost done what she should do.

But because Si Junling followed her.

None of the situations and difficulties she had thought of happened.

Surprisingly smooth.

In the most simple and crude way, I brought everything out.

I'm very satisfied with my young speech.

But unexpectedly, Si Junling only lightly looked at her pour good tea, has not tasted then already made a sound, "too light."

Too light?

"Young words subconsciously looked at the teacup," you said too astringent, I give you more water. "

"You don't want to taste it, Lord. You can see it at a glance?"

Young Ci was in a good mood. He held the cup and handed it to Si Junling's mouth. He said in a voice, "please taste it, and speak after drinking it."

Si Junling also seriously with this action, the cup of tea to drink.

"How is it going?" he said