Poisoning the World: The Secret Service Mysterious Doctor is a Young Beastly Wife

"His Royal Highness, let's go home?" His personal guard chief bowed down and asked him to get in the car.

Ji Yunhuang looked at the carriage. Yesterday he used this carriage to bring Ning Xuemo into Prince's House.

The carriage was still the carriage, and the man could never see it again.

Ji Yunhuang waved his hand: "Burn the carriage." He should burn it to her.

He turned over the horse, shook the reins, and flew away.

The guards looked at each other. This carriage didn't look too special, but both the materials and workmanship were top-quality and worth a million dollars. It can be said that it was His Royal Highness's favorite one. It is usually well maintained and not allowed to have any slight collision . Now it ’s burnt? !!

No one dared to obey the Prince's order. The guard leader immediately arranged a group of people to burn the car and a group of people to chase His Royal Highness for his personal protection ...

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The newly repainted Jingyuan Hou Mansion has hung white urns outside, and the house is crying.

Ji Yunhuang Lema looked in front of the gate of Houfu in Jingyuan, sighed gently, and turned away.

He knew that people who had been in jail at the Ministry of Criminal Affairs did not live at all, so he had no doubt at all about Ning Xuemo's death.

He didn't want to go in to see her coffin. There was at most a ash in it. It wasn't her anymore. Even if he went in, it would only increase his sadness ...

Ji Yunhuang didn't sleep all night and was a little tired. He returned to his princely residence and was ready to take a rest.

He pushed open the door of the palace mercilessly, and suddenly he noticed something, a flash of light in the palm of his hand, a sword flashing out of thin air, and opened the bed curtain. After seeing the scenery on the bed, he was so calm that he couldn't help it!

There was a person sleeping in the quilt on the bed, Wu Fa softly spread a pillow, a small red face, long eyelashes were closed, and the sleep was fragrant. It was Ning Xuemo who was dead among the people.

Ji Yunhuang didn't believe his eyes. He rubbed his eyes subconsciously and walked forward slowly.

The little guy was probably too tired and not alert enough. He was close to the bed, and she was sleeping in the dark.

He stroked her fingers lightly on her cheek, warm and soft--

She is true! It's alive!

Suddenly, a clean man died and suddenly appeared on his bed. Ji Yunhuang almost thought he was dreaming.

Neither Master Lu nor the four jailers could lie, nor did they dare!

So what is going on here?

Ji Yunhuang stood by the bed a bit intrigued, and couldn't figure out how to think.

Suddenly there was a flower in front of her, and the brocade on the bed suddenly flew up, covering her face with a split head and covering him by the bed--

Although Ji Yunhuang was unprepared, but in the end he was a top master, with his body backing like a stream of water, a wave of his palm, and the brocade fell to the ground.

The little man who was lying on the bed had already stood on the ground, with a dagger in his hand, pointing at him obliquely.

After looking at Ji Yunhuang's face, Ning Xuemo breathed a sigh of relief, lowered the short sword in his hand, smiled slightly, and a pear vortex appeared on his cheek: "Frighten me, Your Royal Highness you are finally back!"

Little girl's alertness is quite high!

Ji Yunhuang's eyes showed admiration, and a smile appeared on the corners of her lips: "You scared the king! Come, come, tell the king, how did you get out of the prison of prison?" He wanted to be curious died.

As soon as Ning Xuemo heard his tone, he knew that he already knew the general situation,