Wan Xiangyu cried miserable, and he cried again before he said before, the tears were hazy: "Little Lord ... Little Lord ..."
She was crying almost.
Fengxun is also sighing.
He originally liked the soft and soft little girl, just like Xiao Wu was in front of the boss of the king, but the girl also had Mrs. Mrs. ...
Feng Yan glanced at her.
The girl Wanxiangyu stopped crying and couldn't stop sobbing.
Fengxun grabbed his head.
"If the little king doesn't want slaves ... slaves ... it's better to die ..."
Wanxiangyu walked to the window quickly, and the rivers were surging outside the window.
At this moment, she was sitting on the window sill half of her body.
Come again, come again ...
Why did Fengxun promise to ask her to be a girl? Isn't it because she was forced to die, and she had to be a girl to be a girl.
Where did Feng Yan lack the girl and lack of slavery? But thinking of Feng Wu's need, so he finally agreed.
"OK." Feng Yan was so depressed, "Just you!"
After speaking, he was angry and returned to his room.
Wan Xiangyu saw the wind and walked, and he was going to catch up quickly, but before she took two steps, Qin Qi stopped in front of her.
" -"
Master Qin family's arms, looked at the girl in front of her: "Forcing our little king to be like this, it is really amazing."
Wan Xiangyu knew that Qin Qi was not pitying and cherished jade, so she was cold and she had a cold face.
"Hey."
Qin Qi reached out to stop her: "Talk well?"
Wan Xiangyu glanced at Qin with a proudly glance, cold face, and didn't want to talk to him.
But Qin Qi didn't let her go at all, so her face immediately sank, and her voice was cold: "What do you want?!"
Qin Qi smiled: "Yo, wasn't it crying in front of our young Lord, wasn't he crying?
"Qin Qi!" Wanxiangyu's warning eyes stared at him.
Qin Qi: "Okay, okay, don't joke with you, don't you want to hook up the windy Lord? I can help you."
The corner of the evening incense jade lifts a slight arc.
Is this the meaning of ridicule?
Qin Qi's eyes widened: "How? Our young Lord is not enough? Do you still have a higher goal?"
Wanxiangyu did not deny it.
Qin Qi joked: "Should your goal be His Royal Highness? Hahahaha-"
However, he hadn't finished laughing, and the quiet voice of Wan Xiangyu sounded: "Why not?"
Why not?!
Qin Qi's laughter stopped abruptly, and he was scared purely.
He stared at Wan Xiangyu: "What did you just say?"
Wan Xiangyu was not afraid at all, and asked carefully: "Why can't it be His Royal Highness?"
"you--"
To be honest, Qin Qi was really scared.
When her goal is, Qin Qi admires it. As a result, His Royal Highness ... Special!
"I know this identity, I know that I can only give people a concubine. Since it is a concubine, why can't it be the most valuable identity at the end of this day?" Wan Xiangyu's eyes brightened: "The little prince of the wind is really outstanding, if there is no monarch,
If you are His Royal Highness, he is indeed the highest goal in my life. "
"But why is His Royal Highness in this world?" Wan Xiangyu's eyes were blurred and obsessed with deep obsession. "What do you need other men in this world?"