The two of them hugged each other unrestrainedly in the foul-smelling prison, leaving the surrounding circle of people speechless.

"Lord, since you have found the princess, it is better to talk in a different place, the princess needs to be freshened up in this kind of place." At the critical moment, only Song Tianxuan dared to stand up and speak.

"Yes, yes, Xiaguan will let people prepare a room for the princess......" Jing Zhaoyin nodded busily, these days he has been overwhelmed by the criminals sent in by King Wu, today when I see the ghost and sorrow, I only have a thousand lines of speechless tears, and I am afraid that King Wu has lifted the capital for Princess Wu, but Princess Wu is locked in his prison, even if he is full of mouth, he can't tell clearly, but obviously he didn't do anything, right?!

Qin You used his dirty hands to persistently twist Song Weijun's white clothes, withdrew from his embrace and said, "The concubine is rude." ”

Song Weijun didn't care about her small movements, pulled her back again, and said lukewarmly to Jing Zhaoyin: "Don't bother Jing Zhaoyin, this king will take the princess back to the house." "The goddess of space, Princess Chef

After speaking, he glanced at the dark and moldy cell, smiled slightly, but the light in his eyes was very intimidating, and the diamond-shaped tear mole in the corner of his right cheek became sharp and cold for a moment.

"King, prince......" Jing Zhaoyin's footsteps were frozen in place, a layer of cold sweat on his back, hanging his head and unable to speak, as if he had seen a ghost in the daytime.

He had even seen Ling Chi's death sentence, but he was so frightened by King Wu's smiling and angry eyes that he didn't dare to look up, he clearly saw that the pair of pitch-black pupils slowly turned blue, like a blue tide swept by the black sea, and the surging momentum was unstoppable.

How so?

"Pretending, what are you hiding, who hugged this king so tightly just now...... "Urban overlord."

The words with a light smile came from afar, and it was not until the figures of the two people were about to disappear around the corner that Jing Zhaoyin dared to raise his head, his heart was still beating wildly, and at that moment he had a feeling of suffocation that he was about to be swept and swallowed by the surging tide, he knew that it was just an illusion, but it was weirdly almost real, and he still felt terrifying when he thought about it now.

"My lord, King Wu is gone, you ......" Even if you can't explain it in person, at least you should go and send it off, right? The master looked at Jing Zhaoyi worriedly, and there was no hope in his heart, and most of the adults' positions would not be saved.

Qin You's clothes have changed now, but she is still dressed as a man, her beautiful appearance is the same as the night of the assassination, and in the face of Song Weijun's gaze, she has no intention of explaining what she did that night.

Cut, she remembers Qingqing, this product still wants to prostitute her. The space of rebirth is in hand

It seems that he came out of the small pavilion at that time, Qin You's gaze at him couldn't help but become weird, secretly wondering about his attributes, attack or receive?

The carriage was shaking, Song Weijun wanted to taunt her, but she was inexplicably uncomfortable by this girl: "Staring at this king like this, you shouldn't fall in love with this king, right?" ”

"Can't I fall in love with the prince?" Qin You asked rhetorically, in modern times, saying that I love you is as casual as farting, don't expect her to be embarrassed and unspeakable.

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