Chapter 262： Black-bellied emperor, light pet 19

But Fu Yisheng looked at her with a worried look on his face, but his heart became more and more happy.

Thinking about this time, when Xia Yichu was in front of him, the little bird looked at him with shame, and his eyes looked like spring, and I really did n’t know what the person was like when he said her true identity. Jiao Di is crushing and pity.

Fu Yisheng looked at Xia Yichu in front of him, and he felt strangely in his heart.

During this period of time, although all things that Jun Yanyu had given him in the face were clear, in fact, he still used his power to put as many spies in the palace as possible.

Just now, after he entered the cell, a spy sent him a secret report, saying that Xia Yichu knelt in front of the royal study room for several hours, only to see him.

If he had committed other crimes, Fu Yisheng would definitely use this opportunity to show his love to Xia Yichu. But he was caught in today, but because of his true identity!

Fu Yisheng blew his face, no matter how clever he was, and no matter how spoiled he was on the bright side, but he knew he had only one way to go this time.

If he is a general undercover, that's fine, but he is not. He is not only a general undercover, he is also the second prince of the enemy nation.

The moment Fu Yisheng was exposed from his identity, he kept thinking about how to come from salvation.

But he thought that before Jun Yanyu had decided to convict him, he had to save himself.

Jun Yanyu's only inverse scale and weakness is Xia Yichu, but Xia Yichu's inverse scale and weakness is not Jun Yanyu.

Fu Yisheng's thin lips slightly hooked, stood up from the corner, and walked towards Xia Yichu step by step.

He had handcuffs and anklets on his hands and feet. When he walked, the iron chain rattled, and the sound was not very nice.

Xia Yichu looked at his movements with delight, until Fu Yisheng crouched in front of her, she immediately reached out and wanted to hold him to comfort him.

Unexpectedly, Fu Yisheng squatted here, not for her joy.

"Do you know why I was locked in the prison?" Fu Yisheng said flatly, extended his hand, and gently stroked Xia Yichu's ink.

Between them, there were only a few iron-pillar railings.

After Xia Yichu heard his question, the smile on his face lightened, and he glanced at Fu Yisheng with a restless expression: "They said, you are the second prince of the kingdom of the kingdom, and you came here to be our undercover.

"Do you believe it?" Fu Yisheng asked again softly, his voice soft, but the coldness in his eyes gradually condensed.

"I don't know." Xia Yichu shook her head blankly, but once again recovered her resolute look as usual: "I will always be with you whether you are or not."

"Accompany me? In what capacity are you with me?" Fu Yisheng laughed, his voice ambiguous, but in a single sentence it struck Xia Yichu's deepest heart: "Or do you want to be Mrs. Fu?"

"You ... you ..." would you give it?

She lowered her head sharply, clutching her skirt tightly with both hands, her face flushed, and her left chest leaping awkwardly, her gasping in a small mouth, afraid that her voice would reach his ears.

Xia Yichu, who lowered her head, did not see the scornful and ridiculous look on Fu Yisheng's face. She only felt that Fu Yisheng seemed to laugh again, then reached out and gradually approached her.

Xia Yichu clutched his skirt tightly, only feeling that he couldn't breathe.

She had a tense face, but he had a comfortable face, and a bit of malice came across her eyes, and she gently said, "But do you know? Not only my identity is the prince of Lao Guo, just Even your identity is not the sister of Jun Yanyu. "

boom!

Fu Yisheng's words were like a thunder on the ground, which instantly made Xia Yichu stay in place.

Her face was still flushed with shyness, but her brain was blank.

After a long while, the long, thick eyelashes blinked. Xia Yichu turned his head to look at Fu Yisheng, his voice was soft, and it was as easily broken as ceramics: "What do you say?"

"I said, not only I am a Lao people, but even you, also a Lao people." Fu Yisheng smiled cruelly, admiring her fragile and pale look, and even more excited.

Why is it that he is a mother compatriot? As a man, he should grow up under the strict instructions of his mother and grow step by step.

On what basis, she is also the blood of the country, but because of her burial of identity, she can live carefree and colorful in Dalan.

*****

Xia Yichu went into Tian prison with a look of joy, and then came out with a shocked look.

When I came, I was hurried because there were people who wanted to see it quickly.

As he walked, his pace was quick, as if a ghost followed him.

Hongmei followed Xia Yichu closely, looking at Xia Yichu's pale face, looking worried.

Xia Yichu, however, went straight to his own palace regardless of the situation.

Xia Yichu's footsteps were fast. When he passed the Royal Garden, a little **** mentioned that he bumped into Xia Yichu.

Xia Yichu screamed and fell to the ground.

"Princess!" Hongmei exclaimed, immediately stepped forward to support Xia Yichu, at the same time turned her head, sternly yelled at the little **** and said, "Which palace are you from? Even Princess Rian dares to collide?"

"The slaves belong to Fuxi Palace. The slaves should die. Ask the princess for his life. The slaves should die. For the princess ...." The **** knelt on the ground with a gimmick.

Xia Yichu was upset at the moment, listening to his begging for mercy only felt more irritable: "Forget it, you go."

"Yes, Princess Xie." The little **** smiled, and ran away with the bucket in his hand.

Xia Yichu returned to his palace and screened all the people in the room before taking out the note he had been holding.

This note was stuffed by the little **** who had just hit her.

——Huangmei, if you do n’t believe in your brother, why do n’t you go and borrow a drop of blood from Jun Yanyu? "

The note was her familiar typeface, and the typeface was elegant, just like his people. At a glance, it looked charming and innocent.

But now, the rotten inside made her feel cold.

Fu Yisheng had just met her just now, and the other side was locked in a tightly guarded prison, but in the blink of an eye, the note he wrote was sent to her.

There can be no unknown prophets in this world, then it can only explain that, in fact, Fu Yisheng's power in the palace should not be underestimated.

Xia Yichu destroyed this note, but the waves in his heart were calm for a long time.