Chapter 3 I don't want to go to school
Leng Xiao didn't speak, she went out with the baby in her arms, Mama Zhu wanted to follow, Leng Xiao didn't allow her to follow, let her go back to rest, these days, Mama Zhu is very hard.
With the memory of the original owner, she came to the Moon Cutting Residence where the Wing King Nangong Yitian lived.
There were people coming in and out of the door, and when they heard Princess Qing's voice, Princess Qing was actually sent back to kill the moon.
"Ah Yi, I really didn't expect her to hurt me, I took a look at that child, he looks exactly like Fang Mo, he is a wild seed, you better order it to be dealt with quickly, so as not to be seen, and your reputation will be gone."
"Lord Wei!" A low and lazy voice sounded, "Kill the Leng family, bury the corpse, and announce to the outside world that the princess gave birth to a son half a month ago, and after a blood test, it is determined that it is the blood of the king, and the rest of the people in the house will shut up, whoever says more, will be killed with a rod!" ”
A cane kill, so light, as if human life is like a mustard in his eyes.
Princess Qing was anxious, "Ah Yi, that kid can't stay, he will become your laughing stock." ”
"It doesn't matter!" The voice seemed to be a little more languid, with a nonchalant coldness.
"You can't do this to yourself, you can't wronged yourself." Princess Qing's voice choked.
"What grievances are there when you are a waste person?"
Leng Xiao hugged the child and strode in, and when he arrived at the corridor, the guards hurriedly stopped him, and Leng Xiao said coldly: "I want to see Nangong Yitian!" ”
Leng Xiao's cold voice came in, and Princess Qing was so anxious to go to the ground, "Stop her, kill her!" ”
Lord Wei, a minister of the royal family, walked out, and saw Leng Xiao coming over with the child in his arms, the child was in swaddling clothes, and he couldn't see his face, he frowned, "The princess just gave birth to a child, why did she come out to see the wind?" Let's go back quickly. ”
Leng Xiao slowly walked up the stone steps, "Go back and wait for death?" ”
"Why did the princess say this?" Master Wei was stunned.
"I heard you, Nangong Yitian said that he was going to go to his mother and son, there was no such cheap thing, I lost half my life to help him give birth to a child, but he wanted to kill me? I would like to ask him, his legs are disabled, does he even have no conscience? ”
"Bold!" Master Wei suddenly changed his face, and scolded coldly and angrily, "Go back quickly, Hugh has to pretend to be crazy and stupid here!" ”
Leng Xiao took another step forward, "I must see him today, he has a crippled leg and can't walk, so I have to come to him." ”
"You ......" Master Wei heard her say repeatedly that the prince's leg was disabled, and he was so angry that he stretched out his hand to grab her and drag her away.
"Let her in!" Inside, a cold and bloodthirsty voice came out, as if wrapped in murderous aura, rushing towards the face.
Master Wei withdrew his hand, his eyebrows lowered, "The princess is looking for death." ”
Leng Xiao ignored him, and strode in with the baby in her arms.
Stepping into the main hall, he faced a pair of cold and cruel eyes.
It was a face that was almost breathless, handsome, evil, with a murderous aura on its wheat-colored skin, its long hair half-pulled up, and generally drooping frantically from its shoulders on the brocade robe, the black brocade clothes were embroidered with the prince's specifications of the four dragons spitting beads, and there was a wound on the ear, which spread to the neck, and the wound did not look hideous at all, but it added a yin madness to him for no reason.
"You still dare to come? Get out! Princess Qing was half-lying on the chaise longue, wrapped her folded hand, and said hurriedly.
Leng Xiao glanced at her coldly, "Slut shut up!" ”
"You dare to call Princess Ben a slut? You don't want to die! Princess Qing was furious.
Leng Xiao ignored her, walked in front of Nangong Yitian, ignored the cruelty in his eyes, and only glanced at his legs, which were dressed smoothly, and sitting made people feel that his legs were slender.