Chapter 7o2 Disguised as a Man: My Imperial Uncle is a Ghost (122)

Not only do they have to be forced to stuff a mouthful of dog food, but they also have to be forced to get up and hurry!

What an injustice!

It didn't take long.

When everyone saw King Heng untie the snow-white ribbon on his body, and put his arm forward, they surrounded Bai Zhen in front of him.

He tied the ribbon around Bai Zhen's neck, and his mouth still vibrated with words, "It's too cold." It's time to wear more. ”

All:......

Vera Bai: ......

This man really is.

It's obviously a group of big men.

Why is there a bunch of pink bubbles around?

……

Ten days of road rushed down.

The soldiers who originally had the mentality of watching gossip were already full of hiccups.

The dog food is too full, and the King Heng, who is high up and can fight thousands of enemies on the battlefield, pesters the Seventh Highness every day, and is so tired that he can't bear to look at it directly.

They feel like they may be blind.

Let's not talk about anything else.

Why is King Heng coquettish, hey!

This must not be the Heng King they knew!

It's too mysterious!

And the man was under the strange gaze of the people around him, and his face did not change and stretched out his fingers that had been scratched a small cut, and winked at Bai Zhen.

"I saw a lot of beautiful flowers on the tree just now, they are very beautiful, I wanted to pick them for you, but they were scratched. It hurts. ”

Bai Zhen looked at the wound that was so thin that there was only a faint blood mark, and the corners of her mouth twitched, "You actually told me that this injury hurts?" ”

Ye Nanfeng nodded, "It is said that ten fingers are connected to the heart, so it hurts more than a knife wound." However, if you blow it for me, it shouldn't hurt. ”

All:...... You are the invincible prince of Dayan!

How can you say that being coquettish is coquettish?

Everyone was so thundered that they were already beginning to wonder if Ye Nanfeng was someone else's fake.

The man's eyes suddenly shifted, and he swept towards them like a knife, making everyone shrink their necks in unison, not daring to talk anymore.

Vera gripped his fingers and exhaled twice.

"This time, right?"

The man lifted the corners of his lips in a good mood, and his narrow eyes curved into a pleasant arc. He didn't rush to withdraw his hand, but sent it forward again, "If you blow it again, it still hurts a little." ”

The girl's hand was small and soft, and when she held his fingers, it was warm but careful.

He watched her pouting slightly, her eyelashes curled like butterfly wings drooping, and her little face was as white as fine porcelain, and there was a faint pink.

Is......

The more you look at it, the cuter it gets.

Ye Nanfeng didn't hold back, raised his hand and pinched her fleshy face.

Seeing that her little face suddenly wrinkled, he laughed out loud, afraid that she would chase and run away.

Although the soldiers felt that the air was filled with the sour smell of love, they were still shocked by the bright smile of the night south wind.

Bai Zhen sighed, looking at the capital getting closer and closer, and then she had a sense of redemption.

**

When Bai Zhen and the night south wind returned to Beijing to face the saint.

The emperor really aged a few years old, and his whole person lost a lot of weight, and he looked a little haggard.

Despite this, the majesty has not diminished in the slightest.

He withdrew from the others in the hall, just looked at the two people below condescendingly, and said straight to the point, "Are you satisfied this time?" ”

Bai Zhen frowned and looked up, "Erchen doesn't quite understand what you mean. ”

The emperor sneered, "Now, you are the only prince left, and you are the only one left in the crown prince." ”