Sweet Princess,You Can't Run

"I will never hurt the boss This is it. If you force me, I'd rather die! "

Ling Luo looked at Lin Mei, who was very loyal, and snorted coldly.

"You don't need to hurt Luo Qianqian. You just need to help me find out what I want to know. I'll do the rest myself. You just know that you don't speak. You can go back to the past and kill enemies and protect relatives

Ling Luo hugs Guo Xiaodun's body tightly. She knows that she has no way to go back.

"You say What do you want me to do? "

"Two things. First, test Luo Qianqian's internal power of martial arts. Second, help me find out Luo Qianqian's daily track rules. "

"That's it? What do you want to do to the boss? "

"Lin Mei! You're on my boat now. I warn you, if you dare to cooperate with Luo Qianqian to rebel against me, your scandal will be known to all. In addition, you should also know that your parents will lose the only chance to be saved, and they will die tragically and repeatedly in the course of time and history! "

Lin Mei suddenly paralyzed down, all the psychological lines of defense collapsed. The scene of the tragic death of her parents was vivid in her eyes. That kind of bad luck, once is cruel enough. And again and again? She must not

"Well, I'll do what you say."

"That's right."

Ling Luo, with a cold smile, got up and disappeared in the night. She has just settled down in Hailuan Kyoto, and there are many things to investigate about Luo Qianqian.

Lingluo has suffered many losses, and now his internal power is also damaged. He can only be regarded as an ordinary person with excellent martial arts. Therefore, she must be careful, careful and careful, one hit must hit the line.

Tianqi Kyoto, the imperial city after the royal palace.

From the bedroom hall came Yue Qiqi's scream. More than a dozen doctors came in and out, sweating with anxiety.

At the moment, Murong Yun is discussing with the emperor the strategy to deal with Hailan in the imperial study. An eunuch comes in in in a hurry, his eyes full of panic.

"The emperor, your highness, no good!"

The emperor and Murong Yun stopped their conversation and looked at the anxious eunuch together.

"What happened?"

The emperor frowned and asked, but the Murong cloud was cold, as if he was not interested in anything.

"It's the princess. The princess picked the dates from the jujube tree in the Imperial Palace and fell off the tree!"

"What!"

The emperor stood up and looked at Murong Yun. Who knows that Murong cloud is still a pair of indifferent cool color, the corners of his mouth even hook up a trace of smile.

"Cloud son, don't you go back and have a look! The princess is now pregnant, less than March. The baby hasn't been stabilized yet. It fell off the tree, and my grandson still has it? "

The emperor hastily urged Murong Yun. Murong Yun got up slowly.

"If you are pregnant, you don't have to worry about picking dates. He must know that he is strong and healthy, and there is nothing to worry about. "

"Why do you talk like that? Even if you don't like the princess any more, her stomach is also the seed of our royal family. Go back and have a look. If there is any result, please report back to me and your mother

"Ah The children obey the orders. "

Murong Yun did not do much to refute, bowing and leaving the imperial study.

It's not that he is not surprised, but because Yue Qiqi's accident is the fourth time this month.

For the first time, Yue Qiqi intentionally fell down on horseback, the second fell from the steps, and the third time rolled down from the bed. This time Picking dates from trees?

This woman is deliberately to throw off the evil seeds in her stomach, so as to avoid Murong Yun's mantra on her! But the child in Yue Qiqi's stomach seems to have a body that is not broken by King Kong. After these falls, he is safe and sound.

It must be because of this that Yue Qiqi was so cruel that she was willing to let herself fall from the tree.

Murong Yun has been tired of her tricks, but this play, or to have a look. He would never let Yue Qiqi go easily.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the emperor's hall, Murong Yun heard the screams from one another inside. He frowned and was in a bad mood. Thinking about this time, Yue Qiqi is afraid to get what he wants?

Thinking, Murong Yun quickened his pace. Looking at the doctor at the door, he asked.

"What's up? Is the child still there? "

"Your Highness!"

When the doctors saw Murong Yun, they knelt down and said hello. The chief physician replied cautiously.

"Your Highness, the princess fell from a tree, her arm dislocated and her ankle fractured. But The stomach is OK. "

"Nothing?"

Murong Yun can't help but startle, although he also hopes that Yue Qiqi's stomach will not be as she wishes. But these three times and four times of tossing, more and more serious, this stomach It's okay?

"Ah..."Stunned for a while, Murong Yun showed a sneer.

"God didn't help her You guys, go back. "

"Ah? But the princess's arms and ankles have not yet... "

Several imperial doctors were stunned, and they were taking turns to think of ways to let the Crown Princess go back with bone grafting under the premise of reducing pain. But the prince asked them to go back?

"What? Don't you understand what Ben Wang said? Go back, dislocation fracture can't die! Leave one of the worst craftsmen and tie it up hastily

"But..."

"No, but! Do as the king says

Murong Yun was famous for his cold nature. After the last burning of Dali temple, the killing of prince you's son came out. It is also known as the existence of Yasha.

Several doctors listen to his tone, a word do not dare to say more, hastily back down.

"Get out of here, too."

Murong Yun also held back the servants of the bedroom hall and walked in alone.

"What about people? Anyone here? How about the doctor! Give me the pain relieving medicine soup! My palace is killing me! Come on

Yue Qiqi was lying on the couch, crying without tears. However, no one agreed to her, she was more and more angry, struggling to get up, a glimpse of Murong cloud's cool color.

"Temple Your highness... "

Yue Qiqi's face was white with pain. After seeing Murong Yun, he tried to bear it down. Just the cold sweat on her forehead exposed her pain.

"I see you are really able to make trouble. Why don't you give me an idea? There is a tower in the south corner of the palace, which is twenty-six meters high. It's better for you to jump down from there to really solve the problem. "

Yue Qiqi listens to Murong Yun's words and swallows her saliva. The fear in my heart is worse than this dislocation fracture.

"I can't understand what the LORD said."

Yue Qiqi forced her face to smile and pretended to be stupid. Murong Yun slowly approached her, and before touching her, Yue Qiqi was already shaking like chaff and had no breath.