Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

The stranger never thought that the inspector sent by the Imperial City would be Yan Zenxuan. He was always sick. Who would recall that it was his turn to do this kind of running?

But now he looks good.

Yan Xuan's side of the team was connected to the team from Yan Beicheng. His eyes searched unconsciously in the crowd. When he was little, he fell on a stranger's cheek.

In an instant, his eyes swept up like silk for a long time, gently pulling, pulling out the strands of wire.

The person he likes, is the original owner of this body, strange flowers think he is not the original owner, stared at by his eyes like this, he was uncomfortable at times, just when he was overwhelmed, luckily he had moved his eyes.

Since Yanbeicheng saw that the inspector was Yan Xuan Xuan, his face had become a lot darker. At this moment, as soon as he saw Yan Xuan, he stared at his own princess, and his heart naturally grew more unhappy, but he pulled a smile out of his face. "Turns out the inspector said by his father, it was actually 13. Look at you, without informing the king in advance, he even quietly mentioned the schedule, causing the King to have trouble with his hands and feet, even your wind reception could not be ready in time. ”

Yan Zhenxuan's body was thin, the five officers were gentle and handsome. At that time, he listened to Yan Beicheng, his lip corner suddenly twisted a gentle smile, revealing the whole person's weak fiber, as warm as a jade. “No, it was 13. When he came, he felt better. I was afraid that later would delay the royal affairs. Not only did he not delay the royal affairs, but he also made the royal people's hands and feet busy, which was 13 thoughts incomplete. ”

It is summer now, and it is midday when the sun is as close as it is in front of us. There is a thin sweat on the face of the surrounding people, and the horses are agitated with their front hooves.

The stranger glanced at Yanbeicheng on his side, and saw that there was no half sweat stain on his white cheek. However, Yanzenxuan only stayed under the day for a while, his face was a little less good. He said: “This is the most poisonous time of the day, this is not a place to talk. Your Highness should follow us back to the royal palace first. Though it is hurried, this reception is still indispensable. He stayed at the banquet, and the king should have a good chat with His Highness 13. ”

If nothing happens to strangers on a weekday, they are people with few words, but they talk so much at the moment, and they are all so concerned.

Thinking about this, the more uncomfortable Yan Beicheng's heart gets, the more she says, the more he wants to refute her face, “Well, 13, this king hears that you are in a hurry, your body is always bad, how can you stand it? Hasn't Father invited some immortals to cure your illness? ”

“There's no Immortal Dan.” Yan Zenxuan couldn't help but laugh, the divine color is as warm as old, no half discontent has been seen, "but it is my disease, it has always been so, today is better, tomorrow I may be seriously ill again, it just depends on heaven's will. ”

In the talking room, his forehead had become more and more thin sweat. Soon, he had condensed into bean-sized sweat beads. He slipped down along his cheek and even his hair was stained with sweat. His white cheeks became reddish due to the sun. However, the thin lips were completely pale and did not show any blood color.