Chapter 989: Small wine, small wine, what is your identity?

Goodbye to the man’s tall and tall figure, slowly leaving the bedroom, the pleasant laughter is still coming.
Until the long figure of the man finally disappeared into his own sight, the wine wine was reluctantly regained his gaze.
It’s just a happy smile on my face, but it’s not long gone.
In the end, the children and the butterflies who were still waiting to be teased.
"Oh, Wang Ye is really good for the little girl!"
"Yeah, the little girl does not know how many people outside envy the girl!"
"Yeah, it's no wonder that a man like Wang Ye is outstanding, a handsome man, a prince, a distinguished man, not like other men, three wives and four wives, such a stunning man, really rare in the world! When I entered the palace, I heard a lot of things about the prince. I only knew that the prince’s temperament was cold, but I didn’t want to, the prince was just cold to others, and the little girl was like a person!

"Yes, when Wang Ye treated us, it was like a lively scorpion, and it was cold and airy. However, when treating a small wine girl, it was gentle and watery, so others! So, look for her husband, set Looking for Wang Ye is just good for yourself."
Listening to Cai Er and Butterfly, you said a word, the heart of Su wine is like a honey.
After all, people are vanity.
I heard people admire and admire, Su wines only feel fluttering.
However, it is true that the night is cold and cold, but it is excellent!
Just thinking about it in the heart of Su wine, the butterfly on the side is like what I think of, the red lips are open, and I smile.
"The slave prince is so good to the little girl, I want to come. Soon, we will change our mouth and call the little girl to be a king!"
"Yeah, huh..."
When I heard the words of the colorful butterfly, the face of Su wine was suddenly ashamed.
princess! ?
This kind of title, listening to it is so strange, but let the soda wine heart stunned.
However, Wang Hao is not Wang Hao, for her, it is the same.
The most important thing is to be able to be with someone you like.
As long as she can be with someone she likes, she doesn't care about her status!
But now, the crossbar between them is her unknown identity...
Thinking of this, the wine of Sue is not helplessly sighing...
......
At the same time, inside the study -
"How is the matter checked??"
The outside is bright and the breeze is slow.
The birds on the branches are even more embarrassed. They continually flap their wings and jump on the lush branches, shaking off many branches and leaves.
The charming sun is slanting from the open window that opens, and the room is bright!
In the study, a handsome man in red, sitting obliquely on the stool.
The breeze is slow, but it is blowing the man’s clothes and flying, and the black hair flutters.
Although the man is sitting quietly, the end is a genius, domineering!
However, although the man is handsome, he only said it, but it is very cold.
In addition, the majestic atmosphere of the man, even in the study, the sun is shining, transparent, there are men, the temperature around it is reduced a lot.
For the man sitting in the seat, full of cold and indifferent, the man in black who just walked in, first of all, was respectful and knee-stricken, and then he opened his lips and said quietly.
"Returning to the prince, his subordinates are incompetent! Although many people have been sent to investigate, they still can't find the origin of the girl who is a small wine girl, and the black people who used to assassinate the little girl of the last time, the identity is unknown."
Speaking of the end, the face of the person is even more revealing.
After all, what the master told him, he actually checked for so long, can not find out, it is his incompetence!
Compared with the black man who is full of blame, the night of the cold sitting on the seat, the beautiful eyebrows, can not help but glimpse.
Even so, the night ink did not openly blame the man in front of him.
After all, this man is the secret guard trained by his own hands. This dark guard has always been his own right-hand man. In the past, all the things he told him, this dark guard can do the best in the shortest time. .
He is convinced of this secretive ability.
However, nowadays, he has been unable to find out what he told him to do.
In this regard, Night Mohan did not doubt the ability of this dark guard, but it was more and more curious about the identity of the woman.
After all, since the little girl suddenly appeared in his palace a year ago, he traced the identity of the little woman, but until now, still can not find out.
That little girl is like a fan.
There are many secrets hidden in her.
Let people see, can't help but want to dig the secrets of her.
Also, the little woman's behavior is not like the people here.
Although, sometimes, the woman is purely like paper, however, sometimes the knowledge of that woman is not comparable to others.
It’s like that woman, who has learned a lot before, and what she has learned is not the same as the people here.
It is as if the woman does not belong here...
No, the woman is coming from far and far! ?
Still, that woman is not a person of the Xuanyuan Empire! ? Or maybe...
Also, who killed the killer of the little girl, who sent it! ?
He is always upset when he doesn't figure out these things in a day.
After all, even in the four kings' palaces, the guards are more strict, and his martial arts are better and stronger, but he can't stay with the little girl all the time.
If one day, the little girl suddenly encountered unexpected events, how should he be good! ?
Thinking of this, the night ink and cold eyebrows are close to each other, only to feel in my heart, as if pressing a huge stone, making him heavy.
The heart was heavy, and the night was cold and cold, and it seemed like a thought. The deep black scorpion, first gently lifted up, fell on the black man who was still lying on the ground.
Lips are slightly open, Shen channel.
"You go down and continue to check."
"Yes, Wang Ye! Subordinates obey!"
When I heard the words of the night, I came to the people and said, and then I got up again and turned away.
After the black man left the study, the night of the cold was helplessly sighing.
The deep black scorpion, looking at it, looked out the window.
The outside is sunny and the flowers bloom. However, his heart is always uneasy...
"Small wine, small wine, what is your identity!?"