"Lord Wang." Sheng Han's mouth was dry for no reason, and he was reluctant to avoid his gaze, so he unconsciously wrapped his arms around his neck, "Lord Wang, I wanted to tell you before, but I haven't been free...... I'd love to stay with you now. ”

"Okay." Pei Lingqi kissed her eyebrows.

"I want to try, try and you really start, no longer that kind of ...... Awkward relationship. Although these words had been brewing in her heart for a long time, it still took her a lot of courage to say them.

"Okay." Kiss the tip of her nose.

Sheng Hansleeve couldn't help but tremble in his voice sensitively, "I want to choose to marry the prince because of my true feelings." ”

Pei Lingqi stopped, looking at her still timid but firm eyes, and the smile in her eyes became even more obvious, "Okay." ”

She heard the man say, "I'll give you whatever Sleeve wants, huh?" ”

As the prince of war, he has everything, except for a little girl, but this little girl has nothing, but she can have him.

Look, how well they fit.

If she wants his sincerity, then it naturally depends on her ability, in short, he will not give it to others.

Sheng Han's whole heart was so hot that she felt that if she looked at the man at this time, she would lose a mess.

But what to do, she likes this person so much.

"Lord Wang." The girl's voice was soft and glutinous, unconsciously seductive, "I like the prince." ”

Pei Lingqi's dark eyes smiled strongly, and he clasped her chin with one hand, "Good sleeves, reward you." ”

……

The red clothes didn't know what was going on, the bloody incident in the afternoon had just passed, and the prince and the girl were slimy, like conjoined babies, and they became more and more disobedient to their group of subordinates?

Especially the prince, that look was really reluctant to leave the girl for a short while.

The kitchen simmered soup to surprise Miss Sheng, and Qiu Yue brought it to the prince and picked up the spoon, blew it spoonful by spoon and fed it to the girl, acting very freely, but the girl blushed and wanted to break out of the prince's arms.

The masters were tired of the time, and the clever slaves and maids knew how to disturb less, so the red clothes led the autumn moon and winter snow to withdraw.

If necessary, the prince will call them.

It seemed that Fang Yi was also guarding the door, and the red clothes asked, "People sent away?" "The prince just ordered Mrs. Han to be sent to another hospital to recuperate.

"Well, the carriage just left the house."

"Two maidservants, two grandmothers and two guards, compared to a stand-in, the prince really values our girls more."

"That's not even a stand-in." Fang Yi said calmly, "Miss Sheng is the main master. ”

Hongyi was sighing in a low voice, and glanced at his gaze in shock when he heard this, "What? "At the same time, there is also the autumn moon and winter snow.

Fang Yi thought about it, even if the prince was in a good mood, he would not be able to talk about him behind his back, so he lowered his voice: "Miss Sheng is the person the prince is looking for." ”

Maidservant: "??! ”

So the prince is so slimy to the girl, isn't it because Qin Ya'er stabbed the basket?!

Looking at their expressions, you can know their inner thoughts, Fang Yi spread his hands, the prince is not only better to Miss Sheng, even Qin Ya'er and the prince have spared their lives outside the law, and only let the injured be thrown into prison.

Although the life in prison was not very comfortable, at least she picked up a life, and it was also for the sake of her accidentally letting the prince and Miss Sheng recognize each other.

Hongyi didn't ask any more questions, the master's affairs have never been careful, and glanced at the woman at the gate of the courtyard, "When did you have an extra follower?" ”

Fang Yi saw An Luo at this time, and walked towards her with a cold face, "Follow me again, and I will let people lock you up in the firewood room!" ”

An Luo crossed his shoulder and looked at the young woman with the red ribbon tied around her waist, she just glanced at herself, no malice, pure curiosity, "Who is she?" ”