"These are your key people?" Ximen marks looked at Mrs. Mei at this time. Her sadness because she couldn't get his feelings, he seemed to understand her real purpose.
What she wants is not just power and status.
"If King Xuan was replaced by you, this answer is completely correct." Mrs. Mei rolled a hatred in the color of the sulfur.
If you move, you can't get you? They are the same identity. You can care for her but never think about me? If you change to me, I will not refuse, I will not care! "
"What is your identity? Who are you talking about?" Simon League didn't know what Mrs. Mei was talking about.
The same identity must not refer to Leng Muran, but in addition to Leng Muran, which woman did he care about?
"Hehe-" Mrs. Mei sneered, "What I said, you know, you are so smart people."
"You tell you clearly." Siemens took a step forward.
He seemed to capture the point that Mrs. Mei changed. Since he has a practical relationship with him, he must figure out.
Listening to her meaning is not just because he doesn't love her.
"Do you want me to repeat what I know again?" Mrs. Mei took a step forward, and the two stood face to the plum tree face to face.
Mrs. Mei had a soft smile on her face with a cold hate.
"explain!"
Ximen marks suddenly felt that the smile was so ugly.
At first he ran to the southern Xinjiang, one was really boring in the capital, and the other was to close the bottom of Mrs. Mei by the way.
Originally, he was a pity that such a woman became a small bird who was sleepy in Xuanwang's Mansion, but found that she was colluding with people to do dark things in Xuanwangfu, so she borrowed it.
The opportunity reminded her.
Unexpectedly, his reminder did not let her stop, but instead developed in the direction he did not expect.
"Do the second prince think I make you more annoying?" Mrs. Mei asked with a smile on her face.
He said he didn't like a woman who had a planned plan, then she was not liked by him at this time.
How much substantial differences do you like to do n’t like or do n’t like it?
"You weren't such a person."
Although Mrs. Mei was a little careful, it was not serious to compare with some people. As long as she closed, it was not enough to do it. Ximen marks always thought that even if Umei had done something secretly, it was not enough to be a "bad" woman.
It's just that he has no feeling for her and can't accept such a woman.
"Yes, I am not like this. I never thought about it for no reason."
Can I just want your response to your response? Even if you ca n’t see people, I do n’t care. But in front of you, I can’t even get such a humble requirement. "
"How can you think so?" Simon frowned.
Wu Mei even wanted to secretly communicate with him as Mrs. Xuan? Just because love? Isn't such love that has changed the taste, not to mention that he would not accept it at all.
"You can do it, why can't I think?" Mrs. Mei asked.
If you didn't hear his chess things with his own eyes, how can she dare to have such an idea to compare herself? He can choose chess to help him, why not go to her?
"What did I do?" Back to the previous question, Ximen marks asked again.
He did underestimate the influence of the word "love" in Wu Mei's heart. Unexpectedly, the so -called "love" was the promotion of her use of means, not as he thought.
However, in addition to the stubborn emotional attitude of Wu Mei, something should have affected her, and that matter is a decision.
What made Wu Mei misunderstood him and affected her?
"Why do you ask me again and again? Don't you know that when I say it, I am sprinkled with salt for my own wound? It turns out that you are so hypocritical and cruel.
I still love you, everything I do is because I love you ... "
Mrs. Mei said, with a smile on her lips, a snowflake on the plum tree fell down, and it happened to fall on her lips, and the cold turned into her mouth.
Mrs. Mei raised her hand and held her lips that melted the snowflakes, and the smile was thicker.
Suddenly, Mrs. Mei's fingers declined down her neckline. Due to the force, the cotton coat also made a lot of thorns.
A cold light flashed in Ximen's eyes, such as sharp blade.
Sometimes, rogue moves can feel helpless.
At this time, Mrs. Mei was like this at this time. The open neckline was allowed to blow into the cold wind and the snow on the plum tree. The embarrassment made by her own stains of the high wind and clean of the plum blossom.
"Come!"
Under the cold eyes of Ximen marks, Mrs. Mei shouted.
Ximen Ren wanted to block the woman's mouth. When he saw her so crazy, he knew what she wanted to do.
But he did not move upright. He didn't want to contaminate Mrs. Mei's dirt. When she teared her own clothes, although she was just her trick, her people had been spoiled by herself.
Besides, in this case, he is the same as that of motion. If he stops it, it is counterproductive, and it makes people see that he wants to cover up, it is better to motionless.
"lady!"
When the palace lady came outside the Forest, she came and saw a scene of thrilling them. The second prince who was romantic wanted to insult Mrs. Xuan, and immediately became the woman of Princess Xuan!
"Two princes ..." Mrs. Mei tightly tightened her ripped placket, her tears.
The clever palace girl has already stepped back to report to the king of Xuan Xuan.
Ximen marks still stand upright, standing by Mrs. Mei, watching her like a sword.
He has never used such a look to see a woman.
These eyes are like two cold swords, cold and bitter.
Mrs. Mei's tears broke the line -like rushing out. She was really sad and hate.
Since he doesn't love her, let him hate her. This kind of eyes only give her only to her? As long as he can be taken care of by him, it is okay.
"Back all down, keep your tongue!" Ximen Jingxuan came.
He was on the way to find Mrs. Mei, and it appeared very timely. Mrs. Mei and Ximen marks faced the positions faced by half a point.
One is to wait for Ximen Jingxuan, and the other disdain to escape.
He was originally a person with a bad behavior. He didn't care more about more rumors and more accountability. And -
He may not really have difficulty, and he doesn't need to explain himself.