Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

"Doctor Hu, what? Do you want to disobey the princess's order?" Princess Lanxin got up, and a cold light came out of her gloomy and beautiful eyes.

"I dare not, but I really don't know how to change my appearance." doctor Hu fell on his knees. The coldness in Princess Lanxin's words made him shudder.

"Ho, doctor Hu, you are really good at talking. According to my princess, it's not whether you understand or not, but whether you want to do it. My princess knows that your master used to be a famous great doctor and the most skilled skill in changing looks. Your eldest martial brother, Yun Tianwei, the leader of Youlong Pavilion, is also the first expert in changing looks in the world. You say you don't understand. Who do you want to win?" Princess Lanxin said slowly and paced to doctor Hu.

"Princess, my master died a few years ago. I really didn't learn the art of changing looks." doctor Hu said in a cold sweat.

"Dr. Hu! I'm talking to you with good words at the moment. You'd better be sensible and don't make the princess impatient." Princess Lanxin's face suddenly hung a layer of cold frost and said in an orderly manner: "You long pavilion has a branch in Yulong Valley West of the capital. I'm sure you don't know. Their young Pavilion leader, your martial nephew Yun Feiyang, has been there recently. His skill of changing looks is no worse than his father Yun Tianwei. Take Meng Duoduo to him and ask him to change Meng Duoduo's face according to my requirements. I gave you three days Time, that's enough. "

"Princess, you don't know. The people in Youlong pavilion are hard to talk. Although the old minister is his martial uncle, he has never dealt with them. I'm afraid they won't give him face if the old minister goes." doctor Hu nervously wiped the sweat drops on his head and wanted to escape this arduous task.

"Doctor Hu! The princess has told you so much. Is it to hear you push and stop like this? No matter what method you use, in short, you will bring back Meng Duoduo who is beyond recognition and completely lost his voice to see me in three days! Otherwise..." speaking of this, Princess Lanxin deliberately paused, and her voice and color became extremely cold: "You may not care about your life, but there are more than 30 people in your family. I remember you just added two white fat little grandchildren. You don't want them to accompany you to the road of the yellow spring?"

Doctor Hu knelt on the ground with a pale face. His legs trembled and his voice trembled. "I'd like to follow the princess's instructions."

Seeing that her words had achieved the expected effect, Princess Lanxin smiled with satisfaction: "then take this little bitch to Yulong valley."

Then he turned to Wei Yu and said, "send some people to accompany doctor Hu to do this well. Remember, Meng Duoduo should not even recognize her closest people!"

Wei Yu's eyes were red and swollen. It was funny at this time, but he obediently promised. He went to the middle of the room, picked up Meng Duoduo, who was unconscious, carried him on his shoulder and strode out.

Doctor Hu also hurried to leave with Princess Lanxin and withdrew from Xinhe hall.

In Yulong Valley, the breeze is gentle, the flowers are fragrant, and the scenery is beautiful.

Yunfeiyang is lying on the comfortable nanmu recliner in Youlong pavilion with his eyes closed. His face is calm and quiet. It seems that he has fallen asleep leisurely. However, in fact, in his heart, he is thinking of Meng Duoduo.

Since that day when Muzi Lane left, yunfeiyang never met Meng Duoduo again.

He saw with his own eyes the endless kisses with another man, knew that another man had already been engraved in the world of his beloved girl, and felt the pain of tearing his heart at the same time.

However, he was still unable to forget Meng Duoduo. He was still eager to see Meng Duoduo again day and night.

On several occasions, yunfeiyang couldn't help feeling. They all wanted to do nothing and go straight to the palace to find her, as he once said to blossoms.

However, at the thought of what he said, Meng Duoduo's face was thousands of miles away. Finally, he restrained his impulse.

That night, Meng Duoduo and Mu Xichen hugged each other, and the scene of sweet kissing repeatedly appeared in his mind.

He knew that his rash going to the palace to find Meng Duoduo would only make her more irritable and disgusted.

He seemed to see Meng Duoduo's red mouth again and said to him fiercely, "clouds are flying. Are you bored? I don't want to see you at all!"

The girl's stubborn and lovely face, like the most deep-rooted image, is indestructibly branded on his soul and heart.

For the first time in his life, Yun Feiyang tasted the taste of being unable to sleep at night for a girl.

He raised his hand and pressed his dizzy forehead. He couldn't help sighing gently at the bottom of his heart: blossoming, how can I reduce my miss for you? How can I not be so haunted by you?

Ying'er came in quietly. With the sweet fragrance of women, she went to the recliner and squatted down. She stretched out her jade fingers and gently hugged the cloud flying.

The black hair fell down like a waterfall and gently brushed the cloud flying skin.

Yunfeiyang smelled the intoxicating fragrance emanating from Ying'er, which is unique to the female disciples of Youlong Pavilion.

This familiar feminine atmosphere, once so close to him, made him so addicted. However, at the moment, he could not arouse his little enthusiasm.

"Don't make trouble." without revealing any trace, he pushed Sakura son around his own arm. Yun Feiyang didn't open his eyes, but Yubo Wulan said, "Sakura son, I'm very tired."

"Young cabinet leader, what's the matter with you? You haven't come to Ying'er for a long time. Ying'er misses you so much." Ying'er said angrily and pasted her charming red lips on Yun Feiyang's beautiful and invincible cheek.

Yunfeiyang sat up and solemnly pushed her away: "Yinger, I must tell you one thing today."

"What's the matter? Young cabinet leader, you look like this. Ying'er is not used to it." Ying'er retreated to one side and watched the clouds flying with nostalgia, half coquettish and half wronged.

Yunfeiyang looked at her and didn't speak immediately.

Facing Yinger's affectionate, flowing and shining eyes of countless girls, he understood how cruel the words he was about to say would be for the girl who had been with him since childhood and loved him.

However, he still wants to say, and he has to say.

Because, since his whole heart was firmly occupied by blossoming figures, he could no longer be close to another woman.