The Cold Prince Dotes On His Wild Wife

Late at night, some people rejoice and others are sad. Lin Xiangfu, which was supposed to be quiet, could hear the cry of women everywhere tonight, and occasionally a breeze came, and the listeners panicked inexplicably.

Lin Xiangduan sat above the lobby, matching the bright lights inside. The aunts sat silently on both sides and didn't dare to talk, the second aunt sobbed on the ground and sobbed painlessly, thinking of her honey in her mouth.

Lin Xiang couldn't stand the atmosphere, and shouted coldly, "Enough! It's not clear whether crying blindly or whether Mier is dead or alive. At night, look at you as if a shrew!"

The second aunt could not bear what Lin Xiang said about him, and the cry was even more violent. The cry sounded particularly miserable.

Just then, someone outside the courtyard shouted, "Master, it's bad, lord!"

Lin Xiang heard his voice, and hurriedly got up and went out. When he saw several guards in the courtyard coming up with a stretcher, Lin Xiangxin sank, stepped forward, reached out to uncover the thin quilt, and looked at the already stiff Lin. Honey. His complexion turned pale for a moment, and a whole man suddenly backed out. Almost fell to the ground.

"Master, be careful."

Fortunately, the guard behind him stepped forward to support Lin Xiang. Lin Xiang looked at the person on the stretcher, and his husky voice asked, "What's going on? Who sent Mier?"

"Return to Lord, it is the person of King Ling's Mansion. They said that King Ling had just gone out to do business, and Miss Lu Yu Er died at the side of the road, so she kindly sent Miss Er back."

Lin Xiang's heart sank, his fists clenched tightly, and his teeth grunted, "Xuanyuan Haoyue! How are you Ling King!"

Soon, the aunts in the lobby heard the movement and rushed over. When the second aunt saw Lin Mier, she was blindfolded and fainted. Lin Xiang covered his heart, trembling fingers pointed at Lin Mier, and ordered: "Lift the person down to take care of him, and order someone to return the second aunt to the room! Prepare your horse and enter the palace!"

The guard next to him whispered: "Master, you see, it's already this hour, I'm afraid the emperor has already fallen asleep. It's not appropriate to pass so late!"

"What the **** do you say?"

The guard Tian glanced at Lin Xiang, and then hurried back.

Lin Xiang held his breath for a long time.

In the dead of night, outside the imperial palace of the North Ningguo, the carriage of Lin Xiangfu stopped at the gate of the palace, and the guard blocked the way of Lin Xiang.

"Mr. Lin, what's the matter, come back tomorrow. The emperor's old man has fallen asleep."

Lin Xiang's voice was a little choked and angrily reprimanded: "I have something important to tell the Lord, if you dare to stop, something will happen, the emperor will not spare you!"

The two guards looked at each other and took two steps back, giving way to Lin Xiang.

In this way, Lin Xiang entered the palace smoothly.

It just seems that he didn't come at the right time?

Hearing the voice of the cowardly woman from the emperor's palace, Lin Xiang face was red-eared and red-headed, but what Ling Wang did was not irritated. Wandering outside the palace for a long time, came forward and whispered to the justice fair guarded outside the door: "Qin Gonggong, can you inform the Prime Minister, and say that the Prime Minister has something to see the Emperor."

Qin Gong cleared his throat, looked at Lin Xiang from top to bottom, and replied lightly: "Lin Xiang, you have to go back, only then Ling Wang has the heart, and sent the best beauties for the Holy Lord. Don't disturb the emperor's interest. "

After hearing the words of Father Qin, Lin Xiang thought of the tragic death of his daughter. In the end, an old blood spurted out.

Qin Gong calmly motioned for the guard to lift Lin Xiang back to Lin Xiangfu, while he was quietly outside the palace and enjoying the wonderful voice.

On the following day, a decree came to the palace, and Lin Xiang got out of bed with an illness, kneeling on the ground and lowering his head.

Listening to Qin Gong's slender throat reading the content of the imperial edict, Lin Xiang's heart grew more and more enthusiastic, but he did not dare to say more.

Until the father-in-law left, Lin Xiang looked at the contents of the imperial decree, almost fainted again.

"Ling Ling, my husband really looks down on you!"

Holding the imperial edict tightly, the dark eyes were full of hate.

At this time in King Ling's Mansion, Xuanyuan Haoyue sat on the desk with one leg under the table, looking at the respectful pity in front of him, "Sorry, this king really despise you."

Pity stunned, and returned: "Sorry is just to share your worries for Wang Ye."

"This mouth is sweet and tight!"

Pity see Xuanyuan Haoyue staring hotly at herself, some uncomfortable body shrinking back, I do not know when Xuanyuan Haoyue has come to pity, he raised his pitying jaw with his fingers, let her eyes stare at herself. There was a smile of evil in the corner of his mouth.

"If my King killed you, I really wouldn't bear it!"

Hearing Xuanyuan Haoyue's words, he felt scared and threw himself on his knees. "Master, pity for the people who live in Ling Palace, death is the ghost of Ling Palace, pity will never betray you. Please forgive me."

Seeing such a panic of pity, Xuanyuan Haoyue felt a lot better for an instant. The haze on Fang Cai ’s face also faded away, thinking that pity did not do sorry to Wang Lingfu, sorry to him, Xuanyuan Haoyue whispered in his ears: “It is best to share some Wang An in the house, otherwise, Lin Mier That's your end! "

"Yes, Lord."

Immediately after Lin Mier stepped down, Xuanyuan Haoyue received a letter from Xuanyuan Che, glanced at the content of the letter, Xuanyuan Haoyue's mouth twitched, and soon the figure disappeared in Ling Palace.

At this time, Xuan Yuanche had already arranged the engagement ceremony and was ready to go at any time. On the seventh day, looking at the magnificent team at the door, I always felt that it was too public. Looking at the nearly twenty large boxes, on the seventh day, he walked to Xuanyuan Che and whispered, "Brother Che, we can go back together. Shouldn't you bring these things?"

With so many gold and silver jewellery and top-quality supplements, the seventh day felt that these things could almost reach the treasury of a small country in mainland China.

Xuanyuan Che, with thin lips, told Chu Qi, "These are all gifts for the palace. If there are too few, when the palace is afraid to come back, it is left alone!"

Don't be shy and don't talk too much.

Everything is ready, now, waiting for Xuanyuan Haoyue.

Just when Qi was about to merge with the mainland of the state, there was an urgent letter from Tangling.

A man dressed in a Jinyi and riding a horse rushed to the entrance of Prince Edward House. He quickly jumped off the horse and knelt in front of Xuanyuan Che, half-kneeling: "Under the ghost! It is the close-up hidden guard of the Emperor Dongling, before the purpose Come and send a letter to Princess Seven. "

Frost on the seventh day, what does Uncle Xiao Huang do? Dedicated to her when she was going back?

Reaching for the paper letter, Xuan Yuanche grabbed it first. Xuan Yuanche looked at the content above, glanced at the ghost, and said in a low voice: "He was injured, what good is it to find Xiao Qi!"

The ghost hesitated for a moment, glanced at the seventh day, and returned: "The master said that the blood of Princess Seven could save lives."

"What are you talking about? Brother Che?"

Suddenly asked on the seventh day.