Chapter 39: : North Country Proton [9]

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Chapter 39: North Country Proton [9]
Ten years have passed, and the youngest son of that year has grown up.
It is a pity that he still lived a proton career in the enemy country. The North Yi Kingdom did not seem to have the mind to take the Nine Prince back. Naturally, the South Wing country did not have the heart to send it back to the prince of Beibei.
Since ancient times, the emperor has a large number of emperors. On the mainland of Calta, he was sent to the enemy country as a proton. He usually has no chance to return to China. He is not depressed, but he can’t stand the humble suffering of the enemy and commit suicide. Was ill-treated by the enemy.
What kind of end is this wing prince?
The young man named Yu Wenzhao turned around and opened the curtain, carefully lifting the wing prince inside.
The white cloak was the first to come into view, followed by the long hair that was black like a jade, and walked down the carriage with his head down. The perfect side face made people breathe.
The thin figure looked a bit thin. When he got out of the carriage, he untied his cloak and raised his hand. His voice was a little dumb: "Search it."
Breeze noodles, spring flowers and autumn months can not win the elegant temperament.
Because she was facing her back, she couldn't see what the man looked like, squinting at her eyes and looking coldly at the figure that was thin and gentle, like the breeze and the moon, the shadow of the man in the sky.
The warrior only looked at his cuffs symbolically and waved them to let go.
"Thank you." The appearance of a gentleman and noble son, thank you, and under the help of Yu Wenzhao, the footsteps slowly entered in a vain manner.
When the door closed, the proton house returned to calm outside, and the patrolling soldiers came and went to move around, meticulous.
Nothing to see, Huang Beiyue can only turn and leave, although there is some curiosity about the person who played the piano last night, but the proton will not be treated well in the southern wing country, she still should not give He is in trouble.
Last night's Qin ensemble, she was unforgettable for a lifetime, and the sound of the mellow music was hidden in a lonely heart.
If there is a chance, she looks forward to playing with him again.
Closing the door of the proton house, the wind and the wing went a few steps forward, suddenly stopped, turned and looked at the closed door.
The gentle and restrained scorpion just now is a bit cold at the moment, and there is a bit of evil spirits in the shackles.
"His Royal Highness, what's wrong?" Yu Wenzhao is not as impulsive and irritating in front of the warriors outside, calm and concise, the wind of the generals!
"Nothing." The wind and the wing shook his head, but the corner of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a soft smile.
Yu Wenxi’s heart glimpsed. When no one was there, His Royal Highness never smiled, and laughter would not laugh so softly, but he gave birth to a bit of cold.
The wind and the wing regained their gaze and continued to move forward.
Yu Wen said: "There is a banquet in the Palace of Tomorrow. The post is also sent as usual. Do you want to attend your Highness?"
Although as a proton, in the South Wing country, large and small banquets will still send posts here, and several of the powers of the South Wing country are very admired for the character of the wing, so the protagonist of ten years, His Royal Highness I also met many people.
In the palace or some aristocratic banquets, His Royal Highness will occasionally go there.
It’s just that in the past two days, His Royal Highness has been a bit cold and uncomfortable, and it will probably be pushed off.
"I heard that there is a nine-star summoner who is comparable to the strength of the prince's battlefield in the southern wing country. The summoning beast is one of the "five spirits" of the ice spirit magical bird. I would like to see such a master."