A terrifying light flashed on Miao Qingyang's face, he closed his eyes in pain, and slammed his fist on the trunk of the tree, as if he had fallen into boundless memories, his eyes were painful and helpless, I don't know how long it took, he slowly turned around, looked at Han Ling, and said softly:

"Hanling, don't worry, I will definitely find out the truth of the matter, if the matter is really like that, I will definitely not tolerate the bad guys."

After speaking, he took a deep breath, looked at Han Ling worriedly, and said, "How did you end up at the side of the Silver Prince?" He also did his little follower. Be the first to update"

Han Ling had to briefly talk about what happened on the streets of Liyang that day and what happened later.

After hearing this, Miao Qingyang resolutely shook his head and said, "No, Hanling, you can't stay by the side of the Silver Prince, it's too dangerous, have you heard all kinds of rumors about the Silver Prince?" He has a group of wives and concubines, violent and perverse, shameless, and wears a mask all day long, and if you follow him like this, even if you change your face, it is very dangerous. Update as soon as you can, or leave quickly. ”

Han Ling smiled fearlessly and said, "It's useless, I've already sold my body to sign a one-year subscription, and I can only stay with his silver." "

Miao Qingyang sighed when he heard this, his face was full of expressions of self-blame, and he suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said:

"It's not a long-term solution for my aunt to stay in Qingxin Nunnery now, so let's do it, I have accumulated some military noise in the past two years, you take it to settle my aunt first, and then find a way to redeem myself. Be the first to update"

Han Ling suddenly chuckled out loud and said: "Brother Qingyang, I will find a way to deal with my mother's affairs, as for Lord Yin, don't worry, he can't help me, the contract has been signed, how can I regret it?" What's more, it's only one year, after a year, I will walk out of the palace and regain my freedom, and then I will definitely take my mother out and live a good life, you can rest assured, silver, I won't want you. ”

Speaking of this, he paused, and said with a hint of bitterness: "Brother Qingyang, I saw Sister Hanliu on the streets of Liyang some time ago, Sister Hanliu is infatuated with you, I hope you don't want to let her down." ”

Han Ling looked at Miao Qingyang's expression without blinking as she spoke, she wanted to make sure if he really loved Sister Han Liu.

Miao Qingyang's expression was cold and unpredictable, but the pain in his eyes was as clear as Sister Hanliu, hey! They really still love each other, Han Ling thought sadly.

Could it be that the mother broke them up in order to protect her, and she became a shameful third party when she was young and ignorant, Han Ling couldn't help but show shame, held back the inexplicable pain in her heart, turned her head hurriedly, and hurriedly walked towards Yin Ruochen's palace.

Is the handsome man in the dream, the ethereal man who promised to make himself Mrs. Haoming, Brother Qingyang? Or did you pay it wrongly, wishful thinking stupidly thinking that Brother Qingyang originally liked him?

It's too much of a headache, and it's messy if you don't clean it up, Han Ling shook his head fiercely, and swore that he would no longer think about these children's love, and the most important thing at present was to earn money to settle his mother, and then think about finding out the murderer of the Han family class, and give the Han family class more than 20 lives a justice.

In the bedroom of the palace, Yin Ruochen was sitting at the desk sorting out the copywriting, although the world was peaceful, but the Southern Underworld was staring at the border all day long, which could not be ignored, and the reform of the existing military camp made him think a lot, how to achieve an invincible army has always been his ultimate goal. More and faster chapters are here.

Han Ling stood outside the door and wandered, not daring to go in, she let him lose face in front of many sergeants during the day today, damaging his majesty, and, she, she was still lying on top of him, did this violate his death taboo again? In a panic, there were a few sergeants standing at the door, Han Ling wanted to talk to them, but they were expressionless and did not squint, Han Ling scratched his head and hesitated. It was her duty at this hour of the day to wait for him to change his clothes and go to bed, and then she could lie down on a small bed in the corner of his bedroom.

"Come in." His calm voice came from the hall.

Han Ling was stunned for a moment, and looked left and right, who is this called? Is it called her?

"Don't get in here yet. Update as soon as possible" The silver prince in the house didn't hear the footsteps, and couldn't help but accentuate his tone, and there was obvious impatience in his words.

"Yes."

There is no one else at the door, it should be called yourself, right? Han Ling secretly agreed, and quietly walked in, the aperture of the palace gauze lamp reflected her long figure, and the smoke rising from the curls spread out in circles, looming, and soon disappeared, the room was quiet, and Han Ling could hear her heartbeat. Be the first to update

Yin Ruochen was sitting at the desk with her back to her, and the majestic and heroic back jumped directly into her sight. Next to him, Xiao Hei was lying in the birdcage, quietly closing his eyes and recuperating.

Han Ling approached quietly and said in a low voice: "Lord Wang, are you called a slave?" “

Yin Ruochen raised her head and stared at her with a look like a prisoner.

Han Ling blinked her beautiful eyes, smiled at him obediently, hurriedly lowered her head, rubbed the corners of her clothes with her hand, and snorted: "Lord, please forgive me, the slave and maid really don't know how to roll in, or else, Lord Wang, you roll over first and show the slave and maid, and then the slave and maid will roll in, okay?" “

Yin Ruochen stared at her eyes and narrowed, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and the muscles on half of her face twitched, as if she wanted to laugh but didn't laugh out loud. "Okay, good, you still have the heart to joke." He crossed his arms in front of his chest, leaned back on the Taishi's chair, tilted his head slightly, looked at her, and asked casually but seriously, "Are you confident enough that this king will not punish you?" “

Punish? Han Ling's heart chuckled, only to feel that his feet were weak, and he hurriedly said: "No, no, how dare the slave and maid?" ”

After speaking, he hurriedly picked up a cup of tea from the desk next to him, handed it over, and stammered: "The prince is the best person in the world, kind-hearted, heroic and strategic, how can he do such a trivial matter to punish his subordinates, and besides, the slave and maid still want to serve the prince well." "Really?" Yin Ruochen's face sank, sat up straight, knocked on the desk with his hand, and asked in a sullen voice: "Then the king asked you, where did you go this afternoon?" Do you understand your responsibilities as a follower, can you leave without the king's permission? "This, this". Han Ling hesitated, it turned out that it was for this matter, he sighed, put his mind at ease, and was about to reply.

"Are you going to say again, my feet hurt, my head hurts, my stomach hurts, and I went to the pit?" Yin Ruochen stood up and forced it in front of her.