Wei Yanran covered his red lips and chuckled: "don't be afraid, young master, Yanran won't use flattery on you."

Huang Beiyue smiled awkwardly and said, "the king of power sent you to......

" the king of power sent Yanran to show his seduction to the young master. If the young master was confused by me, he would persuade the young master to join the king of power and help the eleventh Prince together. " Wei Yanran did not hide anything, and told the story that the king of power had told her.

"If the childe's determination is incomparable and she is not seduced by Yan Ran, Yan Ran has to force the childe to do it. Then she takes the evidence and forces the childe to submit to the king of power."

After listening to Wei Yanran's words, Huang Beiyue's face became colder and colder. At last, she sneered, "what kind of man is he who uses women to do things?"

Wei Yanran's gorgeous red lips raised a slightly bitter smile: "Yanran is just a tool in their hands, there's no way to resist, only to come."

"How can you use yourself as a tool?"

"What is Yanran in the childe's mind?" Wei Yanran's eyes were full of expectation and looked at her.

Huang Beiyue immediately felt a headache. The problem was really......

"in a word, you are a good girl. Don't spoil yourself."

Wei Yanran looked at him again and again. At last, she leaned slightly towards her arms. Huang Beiyue quickly moved away and held her shoulder.

"Since King Quan wants to see a play, we can play a play for him."

Wei Yanran slightly tooted his mouth, and was slightly upset by her deliberate estrangement. He twisted his body and asked, "how are you going to act?"

"You just go back and say, I agree to surrender." Huang Beiyue's head is full of black lines, and she has planned to explain it to Wei Yanran. Just look at the current situation. If she says that she is also a daughter, Wei Yanran may have to stay away from her.

It didn't matter, but Wei Yanran knew that she was doing something in the water of blood and marriage recognition. Moreover, now King Quan sent her to bring herself together. If she didn't cooperate at this time, it would be very troublesome later.

After thinking about it, she decided to explain her identity to her after coming back from Shura city.

Wei Yanran looks at her sideways, her eyes twinkle, charming and affectionate: "it's just what she says in vain, and the king of power won't believe it."

"I'll send you a letter of suspension to take it back to the king of power." Huang Beiyue goes to the desk and starts to write with a pen on the white paper.

Wei Yanran leaned on the table and looked at her. He smiled: "you don't need a letter of divorce, you just need to give her a keepsake."

"Keepsake?" Huang Beiyue raised her head and ran into Wei Yanran's affectionate eyes, which she couldn't bear. She quickly moved her eyes away.

Wei Yanran chuckles. She is confident of her beauty. She dare not look into her eyes this moonlit night. Is there a ghost in her heart?

"You give me a token of affection. The king of power must believe it."

"But I don't have anything too valuable..." Huang Beiyue frowned and thought about it. She gave Wei Yanran a keepsake. It was just a swindle of the king of power. It was not true.

Wei Yanran, such a smart person, naturally can't take it seriously.

"I forgot that at the end of that month, I played a flute to accompany Yanran. What about the white jade flute?"

Huang Beiyue looked embarrassed and said, "that white jade flute is my mother's legacy. I dare not give it to others easily."