Chapter 37: The princely wife of cold love

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The explosion soon attracted the army. Lei Baofei brought his men to his horse, his face was serious and heavy.

The streets are messy, with broken wood and splashing gravel soil everywhere, Ye Zhizhou is sweating on his head, squatting on the side of the road to bandage a wound to a child affected by the explosion, Yan Mingyong is behind him, What was being ordered with Dean.

“Her Royal Highness!” Lei Baofei strode off and hugged his fist. “Please also invite His Highness to leave quickly. The ground motion may happen again at any time. This place is not safe.”

Yan Mingyong glanced at Ye Zhizhou who was concentrating on bandaging the wound and shook his head. “No need, not moving. You have to clear the street, and then surround the Kawagoe restaurant. The wounded and doctor are placed in the nearest inn, The medicinal materials are already on their way and will arrive soon. “

Lei Baofei frowned, “Not moving?”

“Go back and talk in detail, and place the wounded first.” Yan Mingyong turned the wheelchair and moved to Ye Zhizhou, bent over and stretched his hands to touch his hair. “Leer, the doctor is coming soon, I will let this child be transferred to Go to the inn, take a break. “

Tie the gauze, he looked back at Yan Mingyong and Lei Baofei, stood up and nodded, “Okay, let’s go to the inn, too.” I was in a mood of doing the task, and said briefly, “The matter here is Lord Torre, my Highness and I will take a step first.”

Lei Baofei was the first time I saw the companion of the eighth prince. He saw his face calm and calm, not as uncomfortable as An Chengjie said, feeling a bit complicated in his heart, a lot of milder attitude, and holding a fist. He replied, “You don’t have to be so polite, walk slowly.”

[Lei Baofei’s chance of falling in love with the protagonist has been reduced to 5%. Please keep up the effort. ]

Ye Zhizhou froze for a while, then looked at Lei Baofei with a cry and a smile, his mood was slightly better, and a smile appeared on his face, “Master Lei will meet.” This time, Lei Baofei will have a chance of falling in love each time. Drop a little, really a generous little angel.

“Leer.” Yan Mingyong grabbed his hand firmly and glanced at Lei Baofei, “We will go directly to the palace in a while, I’m afraid we won’t meet with Master Lei again.”

It’s just a humor, how can you get sick again! Ye Zhizhou angrily squeezed his hand, turned and pushed on his wheelchair, nodded to Lei Baofei and walked towards the inn. After walking a few steps to make sure Lei Baofei could not hear himself, , Took a picture of Yan Mingyong’s head, “You little vinegar jar, just you Xiong Dexing, if it were not for me, no one would want you!”

Yan Ming is stubborn, “I don’t want others!”

“But I definitely have someone else.”

“Who dares!” Yan Mingyong patted the handrail of the wheelchair with force, seeing that it would explode, “We will go back to the hot springs now, immediately! Immediately!

The ghost wants to return to the hot spring villa that can only talk to Yan Mingyong! Still married? Ye Zhizhou pulled his ear and grinded his teeth. “If you don’t hit the house for three days, you still want to get married? Are you fully developed?”

Yan Mingyong’s face turned red, and she grabbed her hands on her ears, gritted her teeth, “I’m not a kid anymore.”

“Really?” He drew his hands, couldn’t pull out, smirked, “Just your little body, can you have sex?”

Yan Mingyong is rigid and honest. Ye Zhizhou pinched his face proudly, no longer irritating him, and pushed him to move forward. Dean, who was quietly following the two of them, took a deep look at Ye Zhizhou and lowered his head silently. As a person who grew up to serve His Highness Eight, he was quite sure that His Highness Eighth did not develop well, but he did develop …

After resettlement of the wounded and family members of the inn, the two quickly returned to the palace, Yan Mingyong went to see the emperor, Ye Zhizhou closed the door of the palace, and took out the small package of explosives that he had made while staying at the hot spring villa. Put it gently on the table.

There is no internet, and the coverage of mental power is not large. He did not leave any spiritual power on the protagonist this time. It is too difficult to find out where the protagonist is now. The fire targeted the Kawagoe restaurant, but the subsequent explosion pointed directly at the carriage in which he and Mingyong rode. The protagonist probably already knew that he had pitted him behind … the situation was a little bad. I originally thought that as long as I tossed the protagonist out of the plot concentration circle, and then prevented the protagonist from making a bomb for the seventh prince, the world may have been preserved, but now … there are still two soul flags left, and the bombs are so vigorous. Appeared, An Chengjie hid in the dark, the situation is unknown to the seventh prince …

Yan Mingyong saw the Emperor Yan coming back, seeing that the door of the inner palace was closed, and looked sideways at Dean, who was left behind to guard Ye Zhizhou, “Le’er kept himself locked in?”

“Angels didn’t come out after he went in.”

He frowned, stood up from the wheelchair and pushed forward to open the door. He glanced around the room. After seeing the figure at the table, the tight heartstrings were loosened. He stepped over the door and pushed the person from behind. Hug and poke his ears, “Are you still unhappy?” He said, looking down at the small bag on the table, his face changed, quickly lifted the teapot on the table and poured it on, holding Ye Zhizhou away from the table and looking out the door. Shouted, “Come here, surround me with Yongyan Hall and search again! I found suspicious items quickly wet with water!”

Ye Zhizhou was stunned by his actions. He saw several Zijin Weishou appear, quickly searched the room and then left with wet explosives. He shouted, “Don’t give me something!” Stay here, my formula is still on it! “

One of Zijinwei stopped the movement and looked at Yan Mingyong with the wet explosive.

Yan Mingyong held Ye Zhizhou’s hand tightly, hesitated, and nodded.

After Zi Jinwei left, Ye Zhizhou broke away from Yan Mingyong’s arms, lifted the wet explosives out, took out a layer of wet paper with blurred writing, and passed them, “Here you are, explosives Formula, the ground motion you thought was made by this thing. “

Yan Mingyong looked at him with an unclear look, “You made it? Give me?”

“Yeah.” Ye Zhizhou’s eyes dropped, covering the emotions in his eyes, “The explosion in the morning was made by An Chengjie using this. We must catch him, and there will be a few days of autumn hunting. He may Appear, we need to pay attention to it. “The chance of falling in love with the seventh prince has not dropped, so the story of his encounter with the protagonist on the autumn hunt is likely to remain unchanged. An Chengjie wouldn’t show up at that time. If it happened … he must be let go!

Yan Mingyong took the wet paper, and suddenly laughed, “I really need to pay attention.”

Ye Zhizhou smiled inexplicably at him, looked at him in wonder, “how?”

“Leer.” He put down the formula and hugged him, the smile on his face became brighter and happier, “Did you have guessed that An Chengjie would collude with Qige? When you first entered the palace Secretly throwing notes in Qige’s room, not because of fancy him, but because he wants to approach him and stop him from colluding with An Chengjie, right?

What’s the matter with this … No! He stepped back and looked down at him, surprised, “You know I lost a note in the seventh prince’s room?”

“Know.” Yan Mingyong’s dark eyes glowed with a strange light, suddenly loosening his hand and reaching into his sleeve, he took out a small wooden ball and shook it, and his smile was twisted, “How can I allow others I received your love letter before me. “

Ye Zhizhou looked at the wooden ball with a note in his hand, and looked at the twisted smile on the corner of his mouth, and wailed, “No wonder the seven princes haven’t responded … Don’t tell me you’ve been monitoring An Chengjie, Don’t tell me that he has been mingled with the Seventh Prince! “

“Le Er is really smart.” Yan Mingyong put away the wooden ball, hugged him, and kissed his cheek. “The hands of An Chengjie who made the explosives were mine. I was just curious. He sneaked back to Beijing to do something, but didn’t want him to be able to create something very powerful like explosives … it was a surprise. “

Are you surprised? Are they all surprised when they explode to their heads? I have never seen such a bear before! No wonder the protagonist in this life can make explosives so quickly without the help of the seventh prince! It turns out that there are seven princes missing and eight princes! What a sin!

Ye Zhizhou has no temper. He sat down on a chair and tore on the person who stuck to his arms, “You tell me clearly, either An Chengjie or the Seventh Prince, you have done it without telling me What’s up! You, you’re going to anger me! “

Yan Mingyong hugs him, just keeps his face between his neck and froze, and closes his eyes contentedly, “Leer, you are so smart, you can also make explosives, An Chengjie Sure enough, it’s not as good as you. “

“You get up!”

“L’er, let’s get married.”

“The seventh prince really colluded with An Chengjie? Tell me clearly! When did they come together!”

“I will ask my father to marry tomorrow.”

“Swallow, Ming, Yong!”

“After you get married, you’ll call me a partner.”

“… you go!” Can’t communicate! This bear kid must be intentional!

It was night, Yan Mingyong crushed * Zhuo to confuse Ye Zhizhou again, and left Dean Temple with Dean until he came back in the early morning.

On the morning of the second day, an official of the Ministry of Industry excitedly presented a weapon called “dynamite” to the emperor, and praised the cleverness and industriousness of the seventh prince, saying that this thing was secretly developed by the seventh prince. Ready to present at the Emperor’s birthday. It also explained that the small ground movement on South Street the day before was made by this explosive, which was the power of the Seventh Prince in testing new weapons.

As soon as the words came out, the ministers broke out, and the princes looked at the seventh prince completely. The seventh prince’s face also changed. Explosives were a secret weapon that he had only recently mastered. Secret tests in Nanjie did have its own purpose. Can it be dedicated to the emperor? This is obviously someone who is giving him a trick!

The power of a weapon that can create a ground motion effect! The princes exchanged their gazes with each other, and the small abacus in the courtiers’ hearts began to stir frantically. In the hall for a while, they could only hear the continuous praise of the seven princes.

Even before the seventh prince came up with an interest to find out how to deal with it, Emperor Yan quickly took the words of the Ministry of Industry official, took the explosives and rewarded the seven princes with a bunch of things, and asked him to make them later. The artisan of the bomb brought him to see. Never mentioning the damage caused by the explosion to South Street, the attitude is very delicate.

At this point, the seventh prince can only kneel down to thank him, but his heart is very heavy, and he constantly judges in his mind that he may betray his own existence.

[Yan Mingli and the protagonist’s chance of falling in love has dropped to 90%, please host to continue. ]

Ye Zhizhou leaned on the small pavilion of Yongyan Hall to play the harmonica, his eyes swept over the light screen that popped up, and his mouth slightly hooked. The protagonist wants to hide in the dark, he will pull people to the bright side! There are seven princes who want to play pigs and eat tigers while other princes are still rooted? dream!

Yan Mingyong heard the killing in his piano sound, twisted his fingers and twisted the pages of his book, and a gleam of cold light flashed in his eyes. Le’er wasn’t happy. It was time to coax … Is it to kill An Chengjie to death, or to dismiss Qiqi, or … to get married?