My Unrivalled Princess: I Won’t Mess With You

Is this considered a captivity?

Luo Qian shallow touched his nose awkwardly, his inner thoughts were written on his face.

"Murong Yun, you must be looking for Prime Minister Luo? Come on, I'm still there, so I'm leaving!"

Want to escape?

The next moment, the man couldn't help but hold Luo Qianpao's weak and boneless hand. The feeling of starting: thin, too thin.

It's not hard to imagine what she had experienced before that. Didn't even dad shout? # _ #

It's hard for Luo Qianchan to maintain her current mentality, her talking eyes still broke into the man's heart without warning.

If it was the real Luo Qiang, Murong Yun might just make a cutscene and not even look at it.

Mu Rongyun can't deny that she is very intelligent but has always forgiven her as a pig and a tiger. He is not disgusting.

"Hey, Murong Yun, you can let go!"

Luo Qianchan was struggling hard. Who knew that the man's hand was surprisingly powerful. She tried several times and it was useless. In the end, she could only give up.

What?

Is it so difficult that she just wants to go back to sleep well?

I don't care about someone's shouting attitude, Murong Yun's low voice came from above his head with the warm air, "Go together."

What the hell?

What did she do?

Is she just out of some ghost place? And the cheap dad clearly didn't want to see her.

Thinking about it this way, Luo Qianchan said the same thing on her mouth. Anyway, she had long lost her camouflage in front of Murong Yun, and she continued to act weakly to make Murong Yun even more suspicious and simply restore her nature.

Murong Yun rarely explained to others with such patience: "Forgot the business?"

"What's the matter? I want to go back to sleep ..."

What can she do? Sleeping is business!

Murong Yun's dark eyes brushed a hint of light, and Fei's lips outlined a smile that looked like a smile, staring at the little girl in front of her: "Don't the princess of the king want money?"

"So?" She yawned and said she still didn't understand, and did not even notice what Murong Yun called her.

"Not wanting a gift?"

Murong Yun's beautiful face came into her eyes.

This is probably the most patience of Murong Yun and the most gentle one.

bride price?

Yes!

Why not?

So he came here today to discuss it?

Money money, no matter how much you give.

Luo Qiansha's eyes glowed with green light, and the spirit came instantly! He just pretended to be a stubborn cough, "It doesn't matter if you don't hire a gift, mainly because I suddenly want to take a walk with you, let's go!"

Murong Yun: "..."

So, is he worse than money?

"Shallow ..." Lin Zimo's heart is like a knife cut, why is this so?

What courage does he have to ask?

That was his beloved mynah, and she was his most ardent person. Why didn't he come back earlier?

If it is earlier, Mynah can choose others, except for shallow, anyone can!

lobby.

I just sent Lin Zimo to the eighth prince, why is the Prime Minister ’s House so busy recently?

"Master Eight, please sit down—"

Treating Murong Yun, Luo Luoxiang played a twelve-point spirit, and did not dare to neglect.

Because of Murong Yun's sake, even if Luo Luoxiang never saw Luo Qianchan again, he had to smile.

"Where is the person? Not ready to bring the freshly made pastry tea." Luo Yan was stubborn again with his companion.

Luo Qianchan has no stranger to this cheap dad's way of doing things, inadvertently skimming his lips.

She was keeping distance from Mu Rongyun as soon as she was near the front hall, and she was sitting "side-by-side" with flowers cake in her mouth and a hundred flowers of tea in her hand.

For Luo Qianchan, his brain can be left unused for the time being, but food and money cannot be abandoned.

She has seen everything in the 21st century and she can pretend to be stupid, anyway, as long as the purpose is achieved.

Satsuki repeatedly wanted to remind her Miss to hold on a bit, it's really strange since the Miss "revived".

Not only does it seem to clarify the relationship with Lin Zimo, but even the eighth prince who once avoided it can now respond without change, and the behavior of the lady seems to have changed a person.

However, such a lady is undoubtedly more flattering.

But ... what should you do, Mr. Lin?

The feelings between Miss and Lin Gongzi are in her eyes!

It was also at this time that Luo Qiangan discovered that Murong Yun was not alone.

He also brought a guard, who looked very handsome, but the flaw was that he was paralyzed like Murong Yun.

As the saying goes, every kind of master has every kind of master.

Hmm ... look at her Xiaoyueyue to know how pleasing she should be.

"Mr. Luo, our prince today

It's for a gift. "The person who spoke was Murong Yun's guard, who seemed to be called Fengqing.

"Oh?" Sorry, Luo Yan for a moment, for this matter?

He thought that it was not easy to accept Luo Qianqian as the eighth prince's temperament, but he came here today for a gift?

Is it true that Luo Qianchan is fancy?

As soon as Luo Xiangxiang appeared, he was immediately strangled by him!

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

The eighth lord must be trying to win over his power, so give them some favors on his face, yes, it must be.

Feng Qing nodded, remembering the days when he saw the future princess in Luoyangxiang Mansion, if it were not for Luoyangxiang's fatherly concubine, he really didn't want to ignore it!

Feng Qing, as the personal guard of the Eighteen Lords, will be guilty of being offended no matter where he is. He has such capital.

However, if you think about it, you still have to say, "I don't know how much the marriage gift should be suitable?"

Luo Qianchan was boring and looking at Murong Yun who was sitting on the seat while bored. This man now has a cold and unpleasant atmosphere.

When she was alone with her, she was so "coquettish" and embarrassing. After careful consideration, she finally determined Murong Yun's character-stuffy and coquettish.

Having said that, the word Xiusukeke was right. She looked at Murong Yun and moved her forefinger, and a plate of flower cake was quickly eliminated by her.

Xiaoyue was almost crying, she had to whisper to remind her Miss: "Miss ... you don't want to eat ..."

Who will be so delicious in front of so many people?

Mr. Luo is very face-loving. He looked at Luo Qiang with a loving father's expression, and she looked at her goosebumps directly: "As long as the little girl is happy, the banquets will be sent to the little girl with full authority."

The wind was somber and cold and humming, I was lucky that the master had already known the true face of Luo Yan!

Thinking of the idea of ​​his own master, Feng Qing followed Luo's words and said, "Luo's words are, why not let our princess decide?"

Luo Yanxiang coughed, huh? Don't ask him? He's just polite!

But when it comes to this, he will not be able to change his mind anymore. Anyway, the eighth lord must have just made a cutscene and could not give any gift. It would not be of much use to give Luo Qianchan, so let her go?

"It's so good." Xiang Luo said with a smile on his face.

Luo Qianchan is very surprised. Luo Xinxiang would be so kind?

Regardless of her, she had the same idea.

"Okay, how about the eighth lord?"