The prince's backyard is on fire: the story of dragging the princess and fighting the husband

Chapter 136 You Can Only Believe One Tenth of His Words 8
Li Muming suddenly swept away the haze on his face, and said, "Miss Wu Mei, tomorrow I'm going to Fahua Temple to offer incense, would you like to go with me?"

Wu Mei nodded, and said with a smile: "Okay, I really like going to the temple to offer incense, and the one I especially respect is Master Guan."

Princess Tianxiang smiled and said, "Ping'er, take Miss Wu Mei to the dressing room, and let them make some clothes that fit."

Ping'er bowed slightly and said, "Yes."

As he spoke, he walked away with Wu Mei.

Seeing the two people going away, the smile on Li Muming's face gradually disappeared, with a faint lewd look in his eyes, he said, "Has her background been found out?"

Princess Tianxiang said indifferently: "Prince Luo has sent someone to bring a letter, saying that her background cannot be found out, as if there is no such person in the whole of Yanbei, and no one knows how she entered the residence of Prince Luo."

There was a sneer and disdain on Li Muming's face, and he said: "You are still listening to Luo Wang's words, and you have always been skeptical of my words. Could it be that my brother has not been on the scene all these years?" him?"

Princess Tianxiang bowed her head slightly, her face watery, she stopped speaking, and greeted Li Muming's anger with a silent attitude.

Li Muming turned around with a flick of his sleeves, and said in a more indifferent voice: "From now on, you can only believe one-tenth of King Luo's words, and if you are not sure that one-tenth is true, you'd better not believe all of them. "

Princess Tianxiang replied lightly: "Yes."

"Continue to investigate her life experience, and until it is found out, she is not allowed to return to the Luo Palace."

After Li Muming finished speaking, he left, leaving Princess Tianxiang standing by the swing for a long time.

Ping'er brought Wu Mei to the clothes room, where there were all kinds of fabrics, Wu Mei's heart was in her throat when she saw it, because it was so beautiful.

Because she was a model before, she has a particularly strong interest in clothing and fabrics, and each one attracts her.

She stepped forward and reached out to touch the fabrics inside. Every piece was as thin as a cicada's wing, and the colors were extremely bright.

(End of this chapter)