"Le Zijun..." But she still said the name, because she was afraid that she would say something about beheading after a while!
"Hmm... my wife's name is so nice..." Leng Zhen danced for joy alone, and Le Zi Chu smiled helplessly. What's so happy about this?
"What? Prince...you? You said you want to marry that female assassin?!" When Uncle Qi heard this sentence, he thought that was a big deal, but Leng Yan was drinking tea leisurely.
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"Uncle Qi...my sister is not a female assassin...and she is going to be my princess." Leng Yan said with a serious face.
"But...but, Your Majesty...the origin of this woman is unknown...what if she does something to hurt you, Your Majesty?" Uncle Qi was 120% unwilling, and he felt that the woman must be...
No ulterior motives!
"Sister will not hurt me!" Leng Zhen said again.
"But……"
"Uncle Qi, you don't need to be here anymore... I have already decided that I want to marry my sister as my wife." The expressions on his face all told him that what he said was serious.
"Then...since the prince is so determined, that's fine...but, I still have to talk to the emperor about this matter..." Seeing that Leng Zhen still couldn't hold on...then he continued.
"Well... this... well, Uncle Qi, just go and tell your father... I'll go and play with my sister first." Then he ran out, and before Uncle Qi finished speaking, he was gone.
, which made Uncle Qi even more certain of the fact! That woman is definitely a witch! Otherwise, how could the prince have accepted her as his concubine after only seeing her a few times! How could he be so fascinated by the prince?
Mesmerizing!
Le Zijun put her hands on the window sill, thinking that she had lived for so many years, and she had experienced at least a few big and small things, right? But who knew that she would be so miserable now? And she would also get married?
She is now in the prime of her youth, and she has just stepped into the grave of marriage? But... she is still a stupid prince with intellectual problems? Okay... She admits that this stupid prince looks like a fish that sinks into the sea, but...
…But……
"Madam... Madam..." A cold voice could be heard far away, and the voice of "Madam" made Le Zichen's heart tremble, and then she had a mournful face, "Madam?" This title
It sounds so rude, especially to someone like her who has not yet enjoyed personal freedom.
Then he deliberately put on a smile and turned around, "Hello... hello."
Leng Zhen frowned, and then looked Le Zihun up and down, "Madam... why are you dressed like this?" Le Zihun didn't even react, and then looked down and saw several layers of sweaters wrapped inside.
Then he wore an enlarged version of a sweater, jeans, and a pair of blue canvas shoes, and then an extremely embarrassing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth...
"Hehehe... this... well, hehe, our customs there... customs and habits." These words made Le Zichen sweat dripping, but... why does she feel so hot now? Could it be that she is wearing too many clothes?
What are the consequences? But...she felt extremely cold in that modern era.
"Customs and habits? Hehe... The customs and habits of my wife's place are really strange..." Leng Zhen muttered, and then laughed stupidly again.
"Haha... It's quite strange." Le Zijun continued, and then started to think about it mentally. It's weird where we are? Damn! The weird thing is here, okay? Look... a grown man has to grow his hair.
It’s longer than a woman! And it’s always wearing a big robe! Do you think it’s for singing Peking Opera?
"Madam... Madam, I just told Uncle Qi... We are going to get married, and I want him to tell my father... Hehe, in a few days... we can get married!" A cold look on his face
Excited, but Le Zichen's face didn't have that much expression... just a stiff face, a flash of shrewdness in the cold eyes, and then returned to the innocent and childlike look that day.
"Madam...are you in a bad mood?"
"Uh...hehe, no...I'm in a good mood...very good." Although Le Zijun said this, she also had a big smile on her face, but when she touched herself, she
Where is the bag? No way... Could it be because the bag was thrown away when it fell... There was a look of panic on his face.
"What's wrong?" He asked hurriedly when he saw that the man who was smiling so happily just now had a look of panic on his face.
Only then did Le Zichen focus on Leng Zhen's face again, ran over and grabbed his wrist, and then asked, "Leng Zhen... have you seen the bag on my body? It's... me
That one on me, did you see it when I fell?"
"Bao?" Leng Zhen said, and then shook his head blankly, "Oh no... he must have been thrown away!" Her face suddenly collapsed. What she originally thought was that if she was still there, she would still be alive.
It can relieve boredom. The most important thing is that her music box is still in the backpack... She worked for so long and spent a huge sum of money to buy it... Although it is not a huge sum of money to others.
...But for a poor person like her, it’s a huge amount of money!
"Madam... don't worry, I'll ask the people outside and they will know." Leng Zhen suddenly said this again. Of course... Le Zichen's face suddenly lost the slump it had before.
He didn't seem to be able to do it, but his face was filled with surprise.
"Really? Really?"
"Well... I'll go and ask first." Then he walked out and saw a few people guarding outside. When he saw Leng Zhen coming out, he knelt down on one knee and said, "See the prince..."
"No gift... By the way, have you seen the lady's bag just now?"
"Um? Your Majesty... Madam?" A soldier asked dully before he could react.
"What's wrong? My wife is the sister inside...she will be your princess from now on! You won't have to guard her here anymore! Do you understand?" Leng Zhen's words seemed to have little weight.
, but the people listening had a different feeling... and Le Zijun inside was stunned for a moment when he heard what he said. Does this stupid prince trust him so much? Is he really not afraid that he is an assassin or something?
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The line was down for a few days and there was no update...I'm sorry everyone.