V2.Chapter 431

The South crane's eye color complex looked at her, silent for a long time, then rationally explained: "the way the Lord wants is just to fight against his mistakes, but the Queen's wife is extraordinary. You have no mother's protection, and you should not offend the queen at this time."

The flower on the street nodded gently, and her eyes were clear. From the perspective of the overall situation, "the South crane said it well. Besides, I am not half of an identity now. Liu Bohan is always not good at doing anything to me. In that way, it will involve his official voice."

Speaking of the back, especially when the sentence "half of the identity is no", the corner of the lips on the stranger can't help but hook, full of ridicule.

At the beginning, she married as a commoner daughter.

I think it's ironic.

However, since Liu Bohan didn't kill her at that time, he doesn't want to get half a penny off her now.

Yan Beicheng pondered for a while, as if thinking about something.

After a moment, just raised his head, slightly nodded, "just, then I send more people to follow you."

The South crane has already recovered the mentality at this moment, listen to the stranger to say so, can't help but block a way: "it is only her to go, she can't have anything."

When he talks, he looks at Yan Beicheng and changes his eyes. He is no longer arrogant and charming. He is just like looking at other people.

Just, the depth of the eyes, in the end is hidden integral unwilling, a bit resentful.

If not, she won't contradict again and again.

On the stranger flower also saw her knife mouth at the moment, then smile to her, voice is cool and indifferent, "I will not be the same as you, to their own grievances."

To be aggrieved by

A word, however, was like a dull hammer, smashing her disguise of uneasiness and resentment in her heart, tearing open the real thoughts in her heart.

The flower on the stranger saw this, but just laughed. He didn't say much. He got up and pulled Yanbei city out.

The three of them discussed in Nanhe's bedroom. They had already left the public behind, and there were special people watching in the dark. The surroundings were very quiet.

On the other hand, she turned her head to Yan Beicheng and said, "Nanhe is not a mediocre. If you can make her sober up completely and not indulge in the affairs of the inner house, it will be your great fortune."

Yan Beicheng naturally understood this. If not, he would never have spared him if he had dared to lay hands on the stranger several times before.

However, he was quite surprised by the situation today.

"She's been with me for years, just grateful to me." Yan Beicheng thought about it carefully and then began to speak solemnly: "however, I am quite surprised by her performance today."

But the flower on the street laughed, and her lips cocked up slightly. She said with a laugh: "it must be that she is very high-spirited. She can't fight with me, and she can't turn a blind eye to you."

"How do you know what she thinks?" Yan Beicheng didn't believe it very much, so he asked.

As a matter of fact, the speculation on the street flower is not half reasonable.

She was very confident about her own statement, and shook her head with a smile in a very good mood, "the woman's mind, your highness or don't ask, don't guess."

Seeing the flower on the stranger's rare smile, Yan Beicheng's cold face also followed with a smile, pretending to be arrogant and coquettish: "don't guess, don't guess, you..."

A word has not finished, then the stranger suddenly strides out, turns to face him, half of the smile on the face also has no, even a little more condensation.