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

Feng Lingyan looked at him coldly: "How long do you want to imprison me?"

Gong Yanmo was stunned for a moment, then sighed: "Ayan, give me another two days. After these two days, you can go wherever you want, and I will accompany you. Do you agree?"

Maybe it's because of his fault, he's been talking to her like this these two days.

Feng Lingyan smiled wryly in her heart.

She would rather be like before, what he said or did was wrong, he knocked her head off with a fan, and then silently cleaned up the mess for her. [

And now—I don’t know if it’s because of psychological factors, but the current him makes her feel a little deliberate and hypocritical—

There was a faint commotion outside again.

Feng Lingyan knew that the people in the Prime Minister's Mansion were preparing for the wedding.

Although—this big marriage is doomed to fail.

But it is necessary to put on a good show.

Maybe my brother will come to help...

She gritted her teeth and said flatly, "Who did you let enter the palace pretending to be me?"

If my brother hadn't found him yesterday, he should have come to the prime minister's mansion to discuss with Gong Yanmo.

There is no movement yet, so someone must have been found.

No need to ask, that 'false princess' must have been arranged by Gong Yanmo.

With his disguise technique, it is not difficult to make a fake princess...

Gong Yanmo paused, and said softly: "An irrelevant person. Don't worry, I won't pay homage to her."

Naturally, he didn't need to visit the hall, because he was going to launch a mutiny when the gate of the wedding palace was open...

Feng Lingyan remained silent, she seemed to have resigned to her fate at this point in the matter.

She looked at the closed doors and windows, and said indifferently: "Can you open a window for me to breathe? This room is very stuffy."

Gong Yanmo was taken aback, then sighed: "Okay!"