Prime Assassin: the Evil King’s Wife Chapter 122: Master is jealous

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Receiving the little white flower in Diliu's hand: "Thank you."

As a top killer, Yun Tingruo quickly adjusted his mentality.

"I'm going back!" After saying these words, Yun Tingruo quickly climbed down the branches.

Di Liu waved his hand, took a few flying petals, landed on the palm, and then drifted away in the wind.

Perhaps as she said, his eyes are indeed too small.

There are so many women in the world.

But he just fell in love with a seven-year-old girl.

Leaf wind, horizontal shadow, the purple-clothed man on the flower tree, looking down at the little figure, his eyes slowly falling from the head to the back, straight, sweeping towards the footsteps, with a light pace.

The light of the eyes gathered, and the figure moved, leaving only the red petals of the tree dancing with the wind.

Back in the courtyard, Yun Tingruo walked into the inner room, Dong'er hurriedly greeted him, and whispered softly to Yun Tingruo's ears.

"Really?" Yun Tingruo's eyes rolled, and his tone was flat as wind.

Dong'er has been paying attention to the look of the young lady, and seeing that the young lady's expression is calm, she is less ignorant and young at the age of seven,

She put out her tongue embarrassedly. Miss is a young lady, and her mood fluctuates too easily.

"Let her do something less recently and give her more time."

Yun Tingruo couldn't help but close his eyebrows, thinking for a moment, since the green intention wants to jump up to the branch, she, the young lady, has to help.

"The slave and maid got it." Dong'er nodded, making a beautiful arc of her mouth.

Yun Tingruo bypassed Dong'er and lifted his hand to reveal the little white flowers hidden by his sleeves.

"Miss, this little flower is pretty."

Even though Dong'er is complimenting her, she is very curious, doesn't the young lady like flowers? But anyone picks a flower.

Although Miss is only seven years old, Dong'er has not dared to treat her as a seven-year-old child.

Looking at the little flower in his hand, an unparalleled face appeared in his mind.

If Yun Ting shook his head, what happened to him? How could he think of such boring things.

Yes, it's just boring things. If Yun Ting's mind is stable, she puts Xiao Baihua in the "Encyclopedia of Weapons".

A lot of things are waiting for her to do, and she has no heart to think about it.

The evening breeze was slow, and the courtyard was silent, except for a slight rustling, there was no other sound in the room.

Dong'er and Yun Xiao lowered their heads, silently writing the words they learned recently.

Yun Tingruo flipped through the notes of the two of them. The air was warm and simple.

Unexpectedly, both of them learned well.

The little hand closed the note, Yun Tingruo looked calm, but his eyes still admired the two.

Dong'er glanced at Yun Xiao triumphantly, and raised her head: "Miss, it's finished!"

Hand the paper in hand to Yun Tingruo.

Yun Xiao gritted his teeth and accelerated the progress unwillingly.

Isn’t it just a few steps faster than me, what's the pride?

Yun Tingruo nodded, his eyes circling between the two, there was something tricky!

The candlelight swayed gently, showing her two stubborn faces.

Suddenly--!

The frequency of the fire was much faster than before. Yun Tingruo turned his wrist and threw the charcoal pen in front of him.

The sound of "chirp" flooded into the night, but disappeared silently.

Dong'er and Yun Xiao were startled, and quickly reacted. Just after their necks were about to turn, pain came from them, and there was darkness in front of them.

Behind the two, a beautiful man walked lazily, his slender hand gracefully leaped over the two of them, and he picked up the paper, his eyebrows were drawn together, what a strange symbol.

If Yun Ting rolled his eyes, it was this one again.

When the body moves, like a falcon pounces on its prey.

As soon as his hands grabbed the paper, those jade-like hands twitched subconsciously.

"Hiss--!"

The paper is divided into two!

Yun Tingruo looked at half of the paper in his hand, and his temple jumped!

"Little bean sprouts, I didn't mean it!" Di Liu grievedly looked at the other half of the paper in his hand, full of sadness.

Yun Tingruo raised his hand, with unknown emotions flowing in his eyes.

This is the result of Dong'er and Yun Xiao, not worth a thousand dollars, but in her heart it is priceless!

Di Liuzheng shrugged, handed over half a piece of paper, and put it on his face, "Little bean sprouts, what is this."

Yun Tingruo glanced at him, picked up a writing brush, walked to the candlestick, and glued the torn paper with the candle fluid flowing out.

Seeing that Little Bean Sprout is so solemn, Di Liuqi felt that he seemed to have done something wrong.

However, when Emperor Liu's sharp eagle eyes locked Yun Xiao who had fallen asleep, he pulled his eyebrows!

Man!

Still the man in the little bean sprouts room!

"Who is he!"

Ever since Yun Tingruo rectified the shadow before, Diliuqi hadn't been watching her.

"You are not leaving yet."

"If you don't say who he is, don't leave."

Cloud Tingruo: "---"

Xiao Bai: "----"

Little Chi: "----"

"Yun Xiao." Yun Tingruo couldn't stand someone's coquettish tone.

Diliu's grape-like eyes glared. As far as he knew, there was no such person in Xiangfu!

"Why is he in your room!"

The thought of a man in the small bean sprouts room makes him very unhappy.

Domineering and unreasonable.

Yun Tingruo said coldly and lifelessly: "You talk too much."

Crack--

Diliu rattled his fingers, and made a far-fetched excuse for other men to talk to him like this: "He will tarnish your reputation."

"It stinks a long time ago."

Emperor Liuzhe: "----"

He suddenly felt that all he was talking about was nonsense.

It's called Yunxiao, right? Diliu’s long and narrow water eye fascinated people sinking: "Little bean sprouts, there is a lantern festival in the imperial city tonight, do you want to see it."

Yun Ting Ruo directly refused: "I don't want to."

"But I think." Di Liuzhao showed a fox's smile, his figure flashed quickly, holding Yun Tingruo like lightning, and jumping out of the window.

The lone star in the dark put his hand to his eyes, it must have been an illusion just now!

Yes, it's an illusion!

The master's method, he knows very well that all opponents are dead.

But in front of Miss Yun Si, she broke the routine time and time again.

Hold it and run!

This most unlikely thing happened to the prince.

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The ordinary carriage drove slowly, very ordinary, not showing off, and not luxurious.

It's just an ordinary carriage that can't be in an ordinary carriage.

The man was lying halfway, showing a stunning face, peerlessly enchanting.

Beautiful.

Not beautiful like people.

The light smile on the corners of the lips, Demon Wushuang, as if even if those lips say that you want you to die, you will smile at Jiuquan.

Yun Tingruo looked at him with a black line.

Just when he rushed up to pick her up, he tapped her acupoint.

Shameless!

However, I have another level of understanding of the strength of Emperor Liu.

Compared to one of the few top killers in the world in the 21st century, his skills are even stronger.

If the blood inside Yun Ting is boiling, the killer's soul is screaming!

This is the instinct of a killer. Facing the strong, I just want to challenge-----

"Little bean sprouts, don't sit so far, come here."

Di Liu's soft voice, like a big bad wolf tempting a little white rabbit.

Yun Tingruo looked at him with vigilant eyes: "It's good here."

Just finished speaking, a powerful hand pulled her directly.

The whole person fell into Emperor Liu's arms uncontrollably.