Prince: Your Princess is Exposed

Young words suddenly step.

Turn around and look at the person behind you.

Hands around the chest, "how do you get it?"

Jiang Shangshu seems to be still tangled, his lips trembling slightly, "I can tell you, but you have to save her life!"

"Yes." The young man was cheerful in his promise.

However, Jiang Shangshu seemed to have made some decision. "No, I mean, let her live, and she can live in the future."

He knew the prince was going to fall.

The Jiang family, attached to the prince's house, could not survive.

There are not many princes in the court. At the moment, Si Junling appears in good condition in front of him. He can already guess seven or eight points behind this situation.

Now only they can save Jiang Wanrou.

Young CI turned to Jiang Wanrou's direction and looked at it without much hesitation. "If you are telling the truth, I can protect her from this incident. In the future, whether it's life or death, it's up to God."

"Good. I can tell you that I was not the only one who wanted your father and mother's life! " Jiang Shangshu got the promise, and his face was vaguely happy.

He was only the last executor of the plan.

It was just the cooperation and trade between him and the man who burned the man in charge of the Jiang family at that time!

"Who are they?" His face suddenly changed.

Jiang Shangshu is not willing to continue to say, pointing to Jiang Wanrou next to him, "you save people first."

At the moment, the young words can not be as calm as just now.

Gritted his teeth and looked at the man in front of him.

She took the silver needle from her sleeve and pricked several acupoints on Jiang Wanrou.

She opened her mouth and dropped a pill.

It's not a multiple injury.

She was just trying to cheat them.

"She's OK, but if you lie to me, I'll make her ten times more miserable. Let her have a taste of life and death. " Young words have lost their usual calm.

On the amazing face, obviously revealed anxious.

Jiang Shangshu takes a look in the direction of Jiang Wanrou.

Jiang Wanrou, who was still spitting blood just now, has gradually eased down.

In his heart a burst of Zheng song, "at that time, he only had a deal with me. As for who it is, I don't know."

Don't know?

The young man put a silver needle into Jiang Shangshu's body and asked in a sharp voice, "Jiang Lin, do you play me?"

Wait for a long time, just wait for such a sentence?

"Ah..." Jiang Lin couldn't help but breathe out in pain.

Those acupoints can't stand stimulation the most.

No one knows better than her.

The position of the silver needle just now is basically the maximum effort.

A whole silver needle was embedded.

And this thin and dense pain, at the moment, is along the blood of Jianglin, a little bit of transmission to the four limbs and hundreds of skeletons.

Let his forehead unconsciously show a thin layer of sweat.

"What I said is true!" Indeed, he never knew the details of the man.

It's just that you can help him.

As for identity, he doesn't need to ask.

"You Young CI only felt that he had a breath in his heart, as if he wanted to rush out at this time.

Before she continued to attack, someone pulled her arm and directly pulled her up from the ground.

"Qingci, be careful!"

And then.

"Sonorous" a few times.

Bursts of sound fell into the ears of young words.

Si Junling will be young words to protect in the arms, in the house constantly dodge.

In front of young Ci's eyes, nothing could be seen.