Quick Wear: The Host is a Fox

Chapter 619 Disguise as a man: My uncle is a ghost (39)

Two days later.

Her back injury healed.

After training in Prince Heng's mansion for so long, it's time to go to court.

When Ye Nanfeng got into the carriage in the morning, Bai Zhen decisively chose to be cheeky and rubbed against the carriage.

But just as the short legs were about to step up, they were stopped by Qinghun.

"Hehehehe, Seventh Highness, my lord likes to be quiet and doesn't like to walk with others. Please enter the palace by yourself in a carriage."

Bai Zhen's face was stern, "What do you know, this Highness is looking for your prince, there is a big matter to discuss, so don't give way!"

"This..." She put pressure on her identity, and Qinghun couldn't do anything about it.

He had to take a step back and said, "Then please speak quickly, Your Highness, so as not to miss the morning time."

"I know, I know."

Bai Zhen waved her hand and happily got on the carriage.

She lifted the curtain of the car and bent over to go in, but she didn't dare to see the man's expression. As soon as her **** touched the seat cushion, she instructed Qinghun, "Your lord said, it's time to go!"

Blue Soul:  …

Ye Nanfeng: ...

"Gong Jin, you've been a little late."

Bai Zhen rolled her eyes and nodded with a smile, "Yes, Uncle. But you don't dare to hit me. After all, my father is the king, and you are just a minister."

Ye Nanfeng's eyebrows jumped fiercely.

The air pressure in the car dropped suddenly, Bai Zhen was shivering at the stare, but she still kept smiling.

Even the system can't stand it.

[Host, do you still want your favorability value? Are you sure you're not dying? 】

Bai Zhen waved his hand indifferently, "Do you want the -200 favorability value for you? The deity just sees that the strategy can't be achieved anyway, it is better to respond to him while he is still alive, and anger him more, so that the deity can still Have fun."

The system sighed repeatedly.

[Host, can't you do the task with a positive attitude? Don't give up at every turn, it's not good, it's not good]

Bai Zhen replied without a soul: "Oh."

system:……

Opposite, the man's eyes overflowed with a bit of anger.

The slender white fingers stretched out, as if trying to grab her throat.

But he bent again, clenched into a fist.

The narrow eyes closed slightly.

After a few seconds.

When he opened his eyes again, it was clear.

"Qinghun, go."

"Yes, master."

The carriage moved.

The man closed his eyes and rested.

Seeing this, someone who couldn't be free simply hummed a little song.

don't you hate me?

I'll make you hate it enough!

The gate of the palace.

Many ministers who were rushing to the morning court saw King Heng and His Highness the Seventh coming in the same carriage, and their eyes were a little subtle.

Especially when Bai Zhen's short legs dangled for a long time and didn't reach the ground, and jumped down directly supporting the old waist.

There were even some low voices of discussion around.

But all the sounds ended in Ye Nanfeng's glance.

That was the dignified king of Great Yan.

Who dares to gossip about him in front of him!

All the ministers looked away, lowered their heads one by one, and walked in the direction of the main hall sullenly.

Bai Zhen shook her wide sleeves and followed Ye Nanfeng's back, finding her own position and standing still.

Gong Qian beside him said sarcastically, "Seventh brother, is your waist healed?"

"Almost." Bai Zhen replied.

Gong Qian meaningfully patted her on the shoulder, but did not lower her voice, "Seventh brother, you should always be careful!"