"Oh! I remember who she is!" A few minutes later, the prince's excited echo echoed in the silent hall. Then he grabbed An Yihan, who was still bowing and arching his hands, and grabbed his collar angrily, "Okay.
You An Yihan! You are so cowardly! You dare to kidnap her to a brothel. I don’t think you have enough heads to chop her off!"
The noise here interrupted Beiming Xichen's contemplation. He frowned slightly, and his usually gentle and elegant voice became a bit gloomy. "Who is she?"
Bei Mingxichen threw An Yihan away angrily, and then stepped on the other person's chest with a very annoyed foot, because he was so angry that his chest kept rising and falling with his breathing, "She is... She is...
..It was the most cherished apple of the former emperor’s uncle!”
"The most cherished apple of the emperor's uncle's eye?" It seems that he remembered something. There is indeed such a person, but by some strange coincidence, he has never seen her every time. Therefore, he has almost no memory of her, and only hears some things occasionally.
It seems that the rumors about her are not groundless, otherwise how could she, the noble princess of two countries, be reduced to such a state!
The bustard, who had just been hiding in the corner secretly praying that he had not been discovered, was now sweating heavily and her whole body was shaking like chaff. As soon as the prince revealed Yu Mo's identity, she was so frightened that she crawled to her knees trembling.
At the feet of the prince, he kept kowtowing with extreme regret and crying, "Prince, please forgive me! I don't know anything! If I knew her identity, I wouldn't dare even if I had one hundred and twenty courages!"
Beiming Xifeng kicked away the bustard who was trying to save his leg. His expression was condensed, his eyes seemed to be flashing with smoke, and his brows were furrowed: "I don't even dare to test you! Wait until I find out that my father has raided your lair!"
Let’s see if you still dare to randomly recruit girls from good families!” As soon as the old bustard heard that he was trying to trick the emperor, he was so frightened that he fainted!
An Yihan, who was kneeling aside with his face pale with fear and collapsed on the ground, finally understood where this stunning beauty came from! He thought that now the game was over, he actually molested the princess!
Beiming Xichen didn't want to get involved in this matter. Even if the prince let them go today, he would not let them go. But when he heard that this confused brother actually wanted to sue his father, he couldn't help but say, "This matter is related to the dignity of the royal family."
In order to honor the princess, the prince should not make a fuss to his father, but..."
"If even the slightest bit of information leaks out, be careful to kill everyone!" His voice dragged out in a long voice, and his voice suddenly became sharp. Who said that the Seventh Prince was personable, gentle and elegant, and never lost his temper? Isn't that right? His shocking words scared everyone present.
Everyone couldn't help but shudder.
After saying that, he strode out with the unconscious Yu Mo in his arms. The street was still bustling and the lights were bright, but it couldn't dispel the haze on his handsome face. The gorgeous lights stretched his figure very long, making him look even more...
Desolate and lonely, for some reason, when he saw her pale and thin body, his heart became gloomy and painful, as if someone had stabbed him hard.
Xiao Ningzi was very 'loyal' and suddenly came out from behind and knelt in front of Beiming Xichen, "Master! It's better to let a slave hug you! A slave with a low life is not afraid of getting sick!"
"Hmph!" He was answered by a voice that was so cold that it could freeze a person into a popsicle. It made him feel like he had fallen into an ice cave. He stood up tremblingly and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Oh my god! That was still seven.
The prince's voice? Did he do something wrong? Or did he say something wrong?