Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

Nanhe looked up at Yanbeicheng, his voice slightly lower, "I was here to beg your pardon, now it's unnecessary. If you must say so, I think your lord should be clear. ”

The person in Yanbeicheng, she knows best and is as intelligent as he is. I am afraid she has known what she intends to do since she mentioned the flowers, and since he deliberately pretended not to understand what she is saying.

Yanbeicheng stared at her silently, half-baked, and then suddenly said: "Your courage has improved a lot today. ”

Nanhe hooked his lips and pulled out a bitter smile, “It's not that my subordinates are not afraid, it's just that my subordinates are too understanding of the Lord, just as He knew my purpose. ”

Yet another long period of silence, half a mile, Yan Beicheng slowly threw up words, the voice dropped a few temperatures, “As you are in the house today, you have no problem moving anyone, I won't ask too much, just that your idea should never hit her. ”

Although Nanhe had long been suspicious, he is now hearing Yan Beicheng say that his heart is still a blunt pain. Half a mile later, she bit her lip hard and said, "Did the Lord have a heart for her in the morning? ”

Yet Yanbeicheng was not as good as she had imagined, even to lie to her.

He just turned around faceless and nodded faceless, "Yes. ”

But a slight nod, a one-word answer, shoots her down into the abyss and hurts her body and mind.

She couldn't help but look up at her heart and ask incredibly softly, "I've been with you for so many years, watching you grow step by step, and you can't compare to the months you've just met her? ”

It's like asking yourself, and it's like ripping your heart out.

Yanbeicheng still looked at her with no emotion and took a plain yellow song out of her sleeve and folded it on the table, "You think, I'm not interested in knowing, I just know, you should take a good look at this object and see if it's from your pen. ”

Nanhe pinched her palms so hard that she could barely depress the emotions that were pouring in her heart. Then she went up and brought the chorus and turned it over to see.

The medal was presented to the Imperial City, the date payment was five days ago, except for the brief description of Wu County, the rest of the content is the plea of guilty, as well as the book of sinners, and the writer of the medal is a stranger. When discussing how to solve Wushui's affairs with the stranger Flower and Flower Qianliu that day, the contents were generally the same, even the request to abolish the princess's position was clearly written.

The handwriting is also very imaginary with the flowers on the stranger, it is extremely familiar, and it needs to be looked at carefully in order to distinguish it.

The southern crane suddenly stifled, pinching the medallion in his hand, biting his lips silently.

“You are very good at imitating other people's handwriting. Even my handwriting makes the same difference. I'm afraid it's from your hands.” She didn't say anything, but Yan Beicheng didn't intend to give her much hesitation and said coldly: “With your wisdom, it's easy to swap the medals. If it hadn't been for the accident, the medallion would have been sent to the Imperial City. In the next, the Princess was afraid of changing people. ”

In front of Yan Beicheng, Nanhe was in vain in disguise, so she just squeezed the medal and didn't say anything.

In fact, she doesn't know how to explain it today so that Yanbeicheng can trust her again.