The Story of a Stroppy Princess

Jimo's thin lips trembled, "Why, what do you mean?"

"Her Royal Highness, don't worry, listen to Linger slowly. --- End of the book, the romance of Hong Kong and Taiwan .hjw.tw ))) "Cao Qing'er felt her fear.

Nangong Yan looked at Hua Yueling's weak look and cared: "Linger, are you okay? How is the child?"

Huayue Ling shook her head, her stomach was a little uncomfortable just now, but now she was surrounded by another airflow, warm and comfortable.

"The child is fine, thank you, Qinger." Huayue Ling looked at Cao Qinger with a smile.

"Linger, don't talk kindly, we are sisters, yes, what is the matter, Your Highness, you can say it, it's anxious." Cao Qing'er worried for Jim Zizi.

Huayue Lingfeng's eyes looked at Jimo Ziyu who was shocked.

"Linger, this can't be true!" Jimo Zi suddenly shook his head and said.

"Don't worry, I'll tell you slowly." Huayue Ling sighed. Today is not a good day. She didn't want to say it. Let Mo Wushuang go back to Dayue with herself, then Mo Ziyu There is no need to be hurt, but now things change suddenly, Mo Wushuang left so angry, it is difficult for her to imagine what he will do, the only sure thing is that he hates her! In the last glance, all hate!

After Huayue Ling glanced at Nangong Yan, she slowly spoke.

Cao Qing'er looked at Jimo Zijun's face with various shocks to make her worry, and for the first time reached out his small hand and held his big hand.

"That's the thing. Your mother-in-law is not your mother-in-law, but Mo Wushuang's mother-in-law." Hua Yueling's conclusion.

"It turned out that Mo Wushuang should be called Jimo Wushuang." Cao Qing'er awakened his dream.

"His Royal Highness?" Nangong looked at Jimo Zi who frowned and couldn't speak.

Jimo Zhuo returned to God and said, "It turns out that I am not her son." I couldn't hear whether it was sadness or joy in the voice.

"Yes, that's why she treats you like that." Huayue Ling sighed.

"Oh!" Jim Zi hummed coldly. "So I really want to thank her."

"His Royal Highness?" Cao Qinger was surprised.

"I'm not her son. She can put me in the crown prince. I naturally want to thank her. Now that I know that she is not my mother-in-law, I feel much better, at least my mother-in-law will not treat myself so ruthlessly. Child. "Jim Zizi turned to look at Cao Qinger.

"Your Highness, but you must know that you are not orthodox and you cannot inherit the position of King." Huayue Ling frowned.

"That woman wants Mo Wushuang to come back to replace me, and I won't let her succeed!" Jimo's eyes shot out of anger.

"Yes, originally I didn't want to say, Wushuang also said that he would not fight for the throne, and would return to Dayue with me, but now I dare not say, hey, blame me." Huayue Ling blamed me.

"Linger, this kind of thing is not as good as heaven, don't you be sad, he will be good or bad, and you will know right away." Nangong Yu comforted.

"By the way, he explained it to me before." Hua Yueling said that Mo Wushuang killed all the bad guys.

"Do you believe it?" Nangong Ai was surprised.

"I don't know, but I was surprised by his martial arts." Hua Yueling looked at him.

"Just as he said just now, we are invincible." Jimo Zi said coldly.

"He has learned Shaolin's pure inner power mentality since he was a child, and he practiced it every day, which is conceivable." Huayue Ling frowned.

Nangong's ugly scar trembled and said, "What if we're really opponents?"

"I don't think Wushuang is the kind of person? Although it was stimulated a bit, but it should be temporary. Let's not think so terribly." Cao Qing'er was a little disbelieving that Mo Wushuang would be a bad person. I can't figure it out.

Hua Yueling nodded and said, "I hope so."

"He will definitely look for Master Wen!" Jim Zichang said coldly, he completely changed to Mo Wushuang, because it is her son, and he will also **** the throne with him. He told him in his heart that Mo Wushuang must be removed.

"It's Damon in two days. I have to take a step first." Jimo Mo thought for a while.

"Ah!" Cao Qing'er exclaimed.

"Qing'er, don't be afraid, I will be on the throne! I have worked hard for twenty years, and I will not let that woman succeed." Jim Mo yelled coldly.

"His Royal Highness, you can't sit on the throne, it doesn't matter to Qinger, I want you to be safe." Cao Qinger looked at him and sighed.

Jimo Zi moved for a while: "Qinger, if I have nothing, how can I be worthy of you, don't worry, I won't lose to Mo Wushuang." Jimo Zi doesn't want Cao Qinger to follow him in the future.

"Don't talk nonsense, as long as you are safe, everything else is a foreign body." Cao Qing'er looked at Jimo Ziyan seriously, hoping that he understood that he didn't care about those vanity things.

"His Royal Highness, Qinger only wants you to be safe and everything else is not important." Huayue Ling smiled, looking at Cao Qinger's red face, and was a little bit more happy. She believed that Cao Qinger also liked Jimo Ziyi.

Immediately, Mo Zi's eyes looked at Cao Qing'er tenderly and affectionately. Cao Qing'er had risen from his arms, and his complexion became hotter.

"His Royal Highness, I also think you should go back and prepare for it, no matter what, just in case." Nangong frowned.

Everyone looked at him and nodded solemnly.

"Well, Lord Three, can your face be cured?" Cao Qing'er always felt that Nangong Yan was terrified.

Nangong looked at Hua Yueling with a smile, and that half of her face was even more distorted.

"Linger said it doesn't matter, she likes it." There was infinite love in those eyes.

Huayue Ling drew a corner of his mouth, and glanced at him: "Although I said so, it is better to see a handsome guy. It is not necessary now, you can recover if you can recover."

"But Mo Wushuang doesn't know I'm still alive." Nangong frowned.

"What, lord, can your face still be good?" Jimo Zi couldn't believe it, the flesh on this face had already formed, could it be cut and repaired again?

"My King has medicine." Nangong Yan said mysteriously, and then saw Huayue Ling roll his eyes.

"What medicine is so amazing, can it cure His Highness's eye disease?" Cao Qing'er asked quickly.

Jim Zi was stunned and grateful. She thought of herself.

"Can Qinger's poison be cured?" Jimo Zi added quickly.

Nangong was wrong, and Huayue Ling was a little surprised, she forgot this, maybe it was all right.

"You can try it." Nangong Yu took out his small bottle containing the yin and yang holy pond water, and there were only half a bottle left in it. It had been used a lot to save the flowers and the season.

"Really?" Jimo Zi and Cao Qing'er were pleasantly surprised.

"Master, are you all that?" Huayue Ling asked.

"Well, it's impossible to bring more, it's all water." Nangong Yan smiled bitterly.

"Then try to treat your eyesight first." Huayue Ling thought.

"No, detoxify Qinger." Jimo Zi hastily postponed.

"His Royal Highness, as well as the face of the three kings, these are not enough." Cao Qing'er looked at him with a blame, did he not think it was someone else's thing?

Jimo apologized and said apologetically, "Yeah, yeah, Wang, your face matters, don't scare Linger, and your baby."

"Oh, I'm used to it, it's okay, Your Highness, you can wipe it first, it won't take much." Huayue Ling looked to Nangong Gong, and Nangong Geng took Sipa out of her arms and poured out a little, Let Jimo Zixuan put his head over and slowly put it on his eyes.

"Wait a minute, Qinger's poison is overbearing, I don't know if it can be solved, because this water can't be drunk, and you can't see the poison outside, how to solve it?" Nangong Yan looked at Huayue Ling.

"Indeed, this water is not drinkable. If there is a gas wound in the body, you can try it." Huayue Ling frowned.

"I'm okay, don't worry about it, first cure the face of the three princes." Cao Qing'er thinks that Nangong Yu is also a big beautiful man, much more masculine than Mo Wushuang, which is really incomparable.

"Well, Qinger has a year of antidote. Don't worry, you can fix your face for the rest." Huayue Ling said, "Wearing the mask all day, the skin is pale."

"Linger, I think it's slow, I'm afraid to scare others." Nangong Yan thought for a while.

"You mean Hua Linhai and Hua Qingyun?" Huayue Ling asked.

Nangong nodded.

"Master Three, you don't have to worry about it, you can still wear a mask after you recover." Cao Qing'er laughed and looked at Jimo Ziyan who was covering his eyes a little worried.

"It's the same thing, it's Ben Wang being stupid." Nangong chuckled and looked at Huayue Ling.

"You've worked hard this way." Huayue Ling distressed him.

"Linger, we are husband and wife. Don't say these kind words. For you, the king is willing to work harder." Nangong Yan reached out and held her.

"Can you stop being numb." Jimo took it with his hands and opened his eyes.

"His Royal Highness, how are you feeling?" Cao Qing'er hurried.

"It's daytime, I don't know the effect, but it's a bit cool." Jimo Zi looked at her with joy.

Huayue Ling smiled and looked at him and said: "Then you must go now. We will see you in two days. Your Highness, although you are not orthodox, you will be despised, but many people are innocent. To the bloodstream. "

Jimo stunned for a moment, his face gloomy and said, "I know, but in case Mo is unmatched, don't blame me." Jimo said in front.

Huayue Ling sighed and nodded, she knew that the fight for the throne was very cruel.

"His Royal Highness, if your mother-in-law had premeditated long ago, there must have been forces helping Mo Wushuang to prepare for her. You must be careful to deal with it."

"Well, rest assured, two days later, I will come to the gate of the city to greet my relatives." Jim Zizhen looked at Cao Qinger.

"Okay!" Huayue Ling nodded, and Mo Ziyu took Cao Qing'er's hand and got out of the carriage, went to Master Wei, said something, and left.

And when Master Wen wanted to leave first, he was stopped by Master Wei, which made Master Wen frightened and frightened. Obviously, Mo Zizhen already knew that, Huayue Ling, you are really disgusting!