Killer at the age of 12: Lying and laughing among peach blossoms

Jin Yunguo - the king -

Feng Lingyan only felt bitterness in his mouth.She was so bitter that she almost wanted to vomit.

"Then—how about the Sanskrit incense? Sanskrit Sanskrit Sanskrit?

"Why—why did you think of this name?"

"That's a good name, but I don't know what you arranged for my surname?" [

You didn't give me this name, so why do you doubt it now? "

"It's been five years since I practiced medicine all over the world, and I haven't met a patient named 'Fanxiang' during these five years.

……

It turned out that he was really the little prince of Jinyun Kingdom.

As she had expected, he should be that Jiyue Fanxiang who was said to have died young!

I accidentally misunderstood his real name at that time, I'm afraid he was murderous, right?

Fortunately, I was ignorant at that time, so I didn't get his surname again.

Otherwise, I'm afraid I would have turned into a corpse at that time!

As the son of Prime Minister Gong, he has been lurking in Huoyun Kingdom for so many years, so he must have a big conspiracy.

Now this conspiracy has faintly surfaced, revealing a hideous corner...

There was a wry smile from Gong Wuye: "My lord, you know that Xiao Ye doesn't care about rewards at all. I only care about you, as long as I can stay by your side, I am willing to do anything."

"Silly girl. Actually, you know how I treat you? Isn't it good enough?"

Gong Yanmo chuckled lightly.It seems a little helpless.

The same doting tone, but right but not her...

A mouthful of hot blood welled up in Feng Lingyan's chest, and he swallowed it back.

How many women has he said this kind of doting tone?

How many women are there between him and her?