If he could, Song Santian would want to go back and say hello to his brothers and sisters now-

The contemptible people are going to Yan Country to do business, everyone has come to you.

Leng Mingyue frowned, and there was more doubt in Song Santian's eyes.

She suspected that Song Santian had something wrong with his brain.

"Tell me what you think." Leng Mingyue retracted her gaze and looked straight ahead.

"Hey, hey, hey, that's actually it, that's it, and that, and ...... in the end"

The group drifted apart, and their voices grew weaker and weaker until they disappeared.

Jiang Zhenshan stood at the door of the courtyard, staring at Leng Mingyue's back, his eyes changing again and again.

Relying on a skin photo, he attracted the three princes of the neighboring country who paid a private visit to Weifu, and then got the help of the three princes......

is really as cheap as her mother Ye Rouer.

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Cold House.

As soon as Leng Mingyue came back, she fell into a very terrifying Shura field.

"Sister Leng, even if Zichen finds his father, Zichen still wants to be with you!"

Xiao Tuanzi grabbed Leng Mingyue's left hand and flattened his mouth aggrieved.

He was used to staying by Leng Mingyue's side, and when he returned to the palace last night, he was not comfortable anywhere, and he didn't sleep all night.

His father is still a stranger to him, and he needs to get along slowly.

"Miss Leng, this king is old, and he has been ill for a long time, and he urgently needs Zichen's companionship and care!"

Old Prince Shen grabbed Leng Mingyue's right arm and blinked pitifully.

He wants to give his son the best things in the whole continent, but his son wants to give Leng Mingyue the best things in the whole continent?

God, he admits that Miss Leng is a good person, but he also takes care of his fragile heart.

"Sister Leng!" Not to be outdone, Xiao Tuanzi pulled.

"Cold girl!" The old prince refused to retreat.

Click-

There was a sound of what appeared to be a bone tugging.

Leng Mingyue's expression slowly froze.

"What are you doing, let go of my cousin!" Leng Huaijin was anxious: "My cousin is going to fall apart!" ”

It's urgent, even Emperor Yan is going to be fierce!

Only then did Shen Zichen and the old prince let go of Leng Mingyue.

The old prince probably found that he had gone too far, and stretched out his hand to help Leng Mingyue take an arm.

Leng Huaijian: "......"

What about his knife? He's going to fight with the old prince!

"Calm down, calm down!" Duan Ying hurriedly pulled her son down.

Leng Qinglan also hurriedly came out to play the round: "What is there to discuss, Mingyue is weak and can't withstand your tossing like this." ”

The victim Leng Mingyue rubbed her arm, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly:

"Zichen, you can't stay by my side for the rest of your life, and the palace is much better than the cold mansion."

The old prince nodded hurriedly.

He is the god of war, and everything in the palace is one top and one, no worse than the palace!

"Zichen no!" The little guy had red eyes and got angry:

"Zichen is not with Daddy, Daddy took off Sister Leng's arm, it's a bad Daddy, Zichen doesn't like it! Zichen is going to live in Lengfu! ”

Leng Huai nodded respectfully, yes, it didn't hurt in vain!

"You...... I'll ......" The old prince hugged his fists at Leng Mingyue and said apologetically: "Miss Leng, this king can't stand you, don't take it to heart!" Otherwise, take off the king's arm. ”

Woo woo, for Zichen's sake, he doesn't want to lose face!

"I can't help it!" Leng Qinglan's heart was shocked: "You are the god of war, a noble body, don't mess around!" ”

Song Santian was watching the play with melon seeds next to him, and he felt that he was getting energetic.

"Then the king will also live in the cold mansion!" Old Prince Shen went out: "Here, bring all the king's daily necessities to the cold house!" ”