Ling Luo coughed lightly and said, "Master, if this corpse is not the princess, then the princess must be in his hands, I'm afraid it's a little bad." ”

"It's not a good fart!" Jing Ye glanced at Ling Luo and said, "Could it be that you think this corpse is more tilted?" ”

Ling Luo was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak, but Jing Ye sneered again: "Ning Qianmo's 'bastard' account thinks he is a righteous gentleman, and he is afraid that he really won't do anything that can't be done." Besides, what kind of person is Tilt, and how can he think about it? ”

Ling Luo was right when he thought about it: "The princess casually gave Ning Qianmo a seven-star ladybug or something, which was enough for him to drink a pot." ”

Jing Ye glanced at him, and Ling Luo had to say again: "Things were in a hurry that day, but I am afraid that the princess did not bring the seven-star ladybug with her." ”

Jing Ye felt that he was even more influential than Mu Qing, so he didn't bother to talk to him anymore at the moment, so he only ordered: "Ning Qianmo wants to make this king think that he is dead, then this king can't let him down too much, you go and find a secret guard who is seven points similar to this king's body size, and then hold this corpse and cry for three days and three nights." ”

Ling Luo was startled and said: "Master, this corpse has been soaked in water for two or three days, and now that the 'spring' is pneumatic and the weather is warmer, holding this corpse like this for three days and three nights, I am afraid that the corpse will stink." ”

"It's good if it stinks." Jing Ye's eyes were as deep as the sea, and he smiled coldly: "If it doesn't stink, how can it seem that this king is sad and sad?" How can it seem that this king is deeply affectionate? ”

Ling Luo stopped speaking when he heard this, and mourned for the secret guard for a quarter of an hour in his heart.

When he saw that Jing Ye was leaving, he immediately asked, "Where is the master going now?" ”

"Ning Qianmo's ten-minded ** has already returned to Beijing with the dump." Jing Ye's eyes were full of murderous anger and said: "He 'spent' so much thought, how can this king really do everything as he wants, this king wants to find it back in person!" ”

Ling Luo asked, "What if this corpse is really the princess?" ”

Jing Ye turned his head very quickly, and the wind in the corners of his eyes frightened Ling Luo to take a big step back, knowing that he had asked an extremely stupid question, and sure enough, he only heard Jing Ye say unhurriedly: "If this corpse is really dumped, then this king will let the whole world bury her!" ”

Ling Luo trembled with fright when she heard this, and couldn't help but ask again: "How can the prince be sure that she is not the princess?" ”

"Feeling." Jing Ye said word by word: "How can the 'girl' son of this king die so easily? ”

Ling Luo didn't dare to speak again.

Jing Ye's heart was full of entanglement at this time, if he said how sure he was, in fact, he was more afraid in his heart, but he felt in his heart that his tilt would not die so easily.

And Lan Tiantian has been calm in the past few days, Ning Qianmo used a very clever trick to conceal Jing Ye's secret guard several times, Jing Ye's secret guard is also extremely agile, and he has already discovered the abnormality in the second time, and even if he informed Jing Ye of the news, Jing Ye chased after getting the clue.

Ning Qianmo doesn't know martial arts, but he knows how to control people, he has a lot of martial arts masters in his hands, plus he himself is extremely smart, but he arranges everything well.

Lan Tiantian and Ning Qianmo also chat in their spare time, but they rarely talk about their 'private' affairs, and most of them talk about music scores.

That night, Lan Tian heard the loud whistle outside, she was slightly shocked, and she wanted to get up to see, but Ning Qianmo knocked on the door and entered.