Be Good Chapter 845: Treasure your wife well

These two big brothers are speechless, afraid of tears, so they turned around separately?

But I didn't see any of them with tears on their faces.

Strange and spooky.

"My lord, Linzhao Jingdu and Pingcheng are here to report."

Mo Chen held two booklets and handed them to Xie Ci respectfully.

Thank you for opening Pingcheng first.

With a pause of her fingers, her thin lips curled slightly, "The concubine Shizi is smart."

And I didn't misunderstand him this time.

There is progress.

Mo Chen kept his eyes on his nose and his heart, and remained silent on the praise of the Shi Ziye.

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

After thinking about his wife for a while, Xie Ci was interested in opening Linzhao's notebook.

His thin and beautiful fingers tapped on the fold.

He made a muffled sound, his phoenix eyes were clear and indifferent, "Can anyone discover the secrets about Su Yimo?"

"Don't worry, my son, no one has found out."

"Even the Ninth Prince doesn't know about it."

Xie Ci's light-colored thin lips were slightly pursed, becoming more and more ordinary, "Very well, keep watching, and make sure to find out the secrets about Su Yimo."

"Yes."

"By the way, my son, Mohe and his wife, the young master, are coming here."

Play with the Buddha beads in your hand, twist one by one,

Xie Ci pondered for a moment before replying slowly, "Wait for them to go back together."

If Yuanyuan saw that she brought Yuan Changqing and the others back, she would definitely be overjoyed.

Thinking of Yuan Changhuan's real smile.

Thank you, the smile is getting stronger.

Looking at Shi Ziye's expression, Mo He still had a dead fish face, he must have thought of Shi Zifei again, otherwise how could he be so steady, Shi Ziye showed such a rippling expression.

It's really a tomb of heroes in the beauty town.

Shizi is no exception.

Ten miles away from the station.

At the gate of the city, Feng Jinyue was sitting in a carriage, planning to enjoy the moon with Yuan Changqing.

Unexpectedly, Yue didn't get the reward, but saw a figure hanging upside down on the high wall at the gate of the city.

"That person is going to commit suicide, hurry up and save him!" Feng Jinyue dragged Yuan Changqing and ran towards the gate of the city quickly.

The figure was motionless, Yuan Changqing blinked, "I'm afraid he is dead?"

"It is estimated that the corpse is stiff."

Feng Jinyue dragged him to the door quickly, pushed his back, "Go, save him."

Before Feng Jinyue finished speaking, Yuan Changqing had already flew up.

Want to carry people off.

Unexpectedly, that figure turned around...

"I am Cao."

Frightened, Yuan Changqing slipped and almost fell off the high wall.

In the shadows, the man's faint voice came, "You are not dead yet."

"Seventh Prince?"

Yuan Changqing stabilized his body, patted his frightened mouth, and struggled to look at Ying Qicheng.

"Of course I'm not dead, but you are dead!"

Raising a hand to support Yuan Changqing, who was not standing still, Ying Qicheng changed into a squatting position, "Mmm..."

The whole person is very decadent.

"What's wrong with you?"

Following him and squatting on the wall, Yuan Changqing asked in surprise, "Why are you squatting here and pretending to be dead?"

"I've been hurt." Ying Qicheng sighed, and didn't want to say more, looked at Feng Jinyue who was standing below, and whispered in Yuan Changqing's ear, "Your lady treats you so well, Everyone thought you were dead, but she could find you back."

"Treasure well."

The Seventh Prince, who has never been serious, suddenly said such emotional words.

It can't be fake, can it?

He raised his hand to win Qicheng with a pinch.

Ying Qicheng has already stood up, "Okay, are you looking for Prince Xie, I will take you there."

Be the first to fly and jump off the high wall.