V2.Chapter 430

In the dark secret room, she knelt on the cold ground in a coarse cloth black dress. In front of her, Yan Moli was standing high above her.

In private, Yan Mo Li was cold and cruel, even his eyes disdained to give her a handout. He only said coldly: "the plan has started. From tomorrow, you will be the prime minister's daughter Liu Qianqian."

She was full of joy and excitement.

She thought, in this way, she finally had a matching identity to marry him.

But I didn't expect that Yan Moli didn't have the slightest emotional ups and downs of a sentence.

"In order to avoid suspicion, you can't get too close to me outside in the future. You must hold on to the right phase and make good use of his guilt."

Nothing else was mentioned.

"When will your highness marry me?" she asked

Her face full of hope, but only in exchange for him a cold to the extreme, even slightly ironic sentence, "this hall to marry is the real legitimate daughter of the prime minister's house for many years, not you."

Her heart suddenly was severely pierced, the pain of her almost breathless, but also can only bow head light answer: "yes."

The thought of this scene, and all that is now, makes her heart ache.

However, after all, she was unwilling to accept it. She still thought that after she married Yan Moli, she would surely change the world.

However, Yan Mo Li is sentimental after all, which will only make her more painful and heartbroken in the future.

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"Are you going back to the prime minister's office?" Yan Beicheng suddenly heard the words of flowers on the street, his eyebrows suddenly tightened and his eyes were full of disapproval. "That place, I think you still don't go back. I will think of a way to prevent those people from having a chance to break their mouths."

Seeing that he was so worried, the stranger gave him a reassuring look and said, "what can I do about it? If I really don't go, I will brush the Queen's face, and the queen will be angry."

In her present status, she is not qualified to face the queen.

Yan Beicheng's eyebrows were locked tightly, and the folds between his brows could almost kill a fly.

He was clear about the details of the flowers on the stranger, but how could he let her jump to the fire pit alone.

"No, if so, I will go with you."

Sitting on the side of the South crane, at the moment, can't help but pull the corners of his lips and say: "Your Highness is going to be high spirited again. Then, we are not doing all the drama in vain."

Said, she endured the disgust in the heart, to the stranger flowery way: "with her means, how can be bullied to go."

She fought with the stranger secretly for many times. How could she not know her means? Although she had to stop at the moment, she still didn't have a good face for the flower on the stranger, and even was too lazy to cover it up.

About yanbeicheng will not have feelings for her.

They all know how disgusted and resentful she is to the flowers on the street. She really doesn't need to be in disguise.

The eyes of Yanbei city are heavy, and the eyes like a knife fall on the South crane's face.

Although there is no words, but the meaning is obvious.

The South crane turns his head and looks at him in a straight line.

Flowers on the street are not narrow-minded people. Knowing that Nanhe is right, he said, "what she said is reasonable. I'll see, you'd better play your role."

The South crane turned his head and looked at the flowers on the street. His eyes were surprised.

The flower on the stranger just looks at her lightly, "I just take the overall situation as the most important."

After a pause, she said, "it's just like your mood. It's not that you forget the past worries and resentments."