The Space’s Twelve Zodiac Comes to Farm!

"You, don't look at the prince like this, it's not the prince who rebelled!"

Luo Mingyang looked at Xiao Yuan with a gloomy look and stepped back silently.

In my heart, if Xiao Yuan draws a sword to murder her husband, can his guard come and save him!

"how do you know?"

Xiao Yuan played with the long sword in her hand, and she exuded bursts of chill.

"Ahem, this has nothing to do with the prince, but your father thinks that you may have the queen's life and tend to rebel."

Luo Mingyang leaned close to Xiao Yuan's ear and whispered, "He wants this prince to be the prince, you are the prince!"

"Do you want to be?"

Xiao Yuan looked at Luo Mingyang faintly, the long sword was slightly unsheathed, and it was possible to draw the sword at any time.

"Of course I don't want to!" Luo Mingyang shook his head vigorously, "How can the princes who have gone bankrupt and marry the princes of this prince have an accident!"

Xiao Yuan's face eased slightly.

"This prince told you this to let you look at your father, who can be regarded as the prince's father-in-law in a word. This prince will not want to kill his relatives righteously in the future!" Luo Mingyang tried to pretend to be a relaxed tone. Keep your sword away, it's sharp, don't draw it to yourself!"

Xiao Yuan glanced at Luo Mingyang and pressed the long sword back with a cold expression.

"The position of the princess, as long as she is willing to sit, it can only be her. I will not let him off if she dares to **** her things!"

Xiao Yuan glanced at Luo Mingyang coldly, with a hint of warning in his eyes.

"It's your father who wants you to be a princess, what do you think this prince is doing!"

Luo Mingyang retorted with his neck crossed.

"I'll kill him!"

Xiao Yuan frowned, holding the long sword and walking in the direction of the Prime Minister's study.

Even so, it can only kill the prime minister.

"Hold on!"

Luo Mingyang trembled in his heart and quickly stood in front of Xiao Yuan.

His future concubine is really sturdy!

"What?" Xiao Yuan held the long sword coldly, her eyes sharp, "Do you want to die with him?"

"No, how is it possible!" Luo Mingyang swallowed while looking at Changjian, and whispered softly, "What your father said is an unsuccessful one. You can just watch him in the future. How can you kill your father?"

"so what!"

Xiao Yuan's face was indifferent.

For her, the word father is no different from others.

All she cares about is the benefactor.

No matter who it is, as long as someone threatens her, her sword will never show mercy.

"Ahem, this prince thinks, that, that's not appropriate!" Luo Mingyang bit his scalp, "Even if he is dead, his gangsters are not cleaned, it is useless!"

Alas, the first time I went to the house of the father-in-law, he almost killed him!

Luo Mingyang felt that probably when his father gave him a marriage, he did not match the eight characters, and he was at odds with the people in the prime minister's house!

Oh, what else can I do?

Can't eat the imperial edict!

"Go and talk to the emperor, saying that Prime Minister Zhao is going to rebel and punish his Nine Clan." Xiao Yuan's indifferent face revealed a hint of seriousness.

She is really not afraid of death.

There is no good person in the Prime Minister's Mansion. Since they are showing signs of rebellion, they will all die together!

"what?"

Luo Mingyang staggered and almost fell.

He suspected he had heard it wrong!

"You don't want to go, I'll go!"

Xiao Yuan bypassed Luo Mingyang, raised her foot and continued to walk outside.

"Don't, don't, don't! Don't!" Luo Mingyang once again stood in front of Zhao Xiaoyuan, "you can hurt the enemy three thousand, and self-defeating ten thousand is too wrong!"

Xiao Yuan is still expressionless, without any waves on her face, "As long as we can catch all those who want to rebel in one swoop, that's fine!"

Xiao Yuan's cold eyes moved slightly, and she looked at Luo Mingyang carefully again.

Luo Mingyang looked incredible, as if he was frightened.

Prime Minister Zhao's thoughts, Xiao Yuan, can also think of some, but he feels that he has been given a marriage to the prince, and he wants to make a big vote.

Let the eldest prince be the prince, let yourself become the prince.

In this way, the prince is also an important part of it.

Xiao Yuan secretly made up his mind, and when she sue the imperial court for a while, in addition to asking the prime minister to punish the nine tribes, there is one more important thing.

The prime minister's purpose is to be the prince prince!

Then-by the way, tell the prince too!

Even if Emperor Luo did not kill him because of his family, he would certainly be guarded against him!

"You, what are you thinking?"

Luo Mingyang glanced at Xiao Yuan warily, always feeling that his future concubine wanted to murder her husband.

Xiao Yuan shook her head calmly, "Nothing!"

Xiao Yuan raised her foot again to prepare to go.

"Hey! If you die, you will never see your benefactor again!" Luo Mingyang ran to Xiao Yuan again to block her way, "Besides, it is difficult to see if there is any evidence for this matter. Let the father punish... your Nine Clan!"

It is just a drawing without evidence.

It was Zhao Xiaoyuan who went to file a complaint. No matter how much the Emperor Father spoiled the Four Emperors, he would not behead Prime Minister Zhao with this.

For no reason, it is easy to be suspected that Xiao Yuan has a bad head!

In any case, he was the concubine who had never passed the door, and he still had to stop such stupid things.

Even if Prime Minister Zhao really conspired, he was also an important part. With him, he wouldn't be successful in conspiracy.

After all, he really didn't want to be emperor.

Little Yuan paused, never see her benefactor again?

"Besides, there is no direct evidence, and there is no way to defeat the prime minister. All we can do is collect evidence and expose him if we have evidence!"

Luo Mingyang silently wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and squeezed sad tears for Zhao Prime Minister in his heart.

This old guy wanted him and Zhao Xiaoyuan to become prince and princess.

However, neither of them wanted to carry this burden.

Regardless of the reason, the two of them wanted to make the crown prince and the crown princess permanent.

"If that's the case, let him live."

Xiao Yuan's face was indifferent, as if she was talking about an insignificant person.

Luo Mingyang breathed a sigh of relief, with a forced smile on his face, and forcibly changed the subject.

"Miss Xiao Yuan, what style of clothes do you like?"

Luo Mingyang rubbed his fingers, a little nervous.

Xiao Yuan looked at Luo Mingyang indifferently, without speaking.

"The prince is thinking of preparing clothes for you to wear for the banquet. I don't know if you have any dresses."

Luo Mingyang looked at a neat and neat little Yuan in men's clothes and muttered, "At that time, many people will be there, so I can't let others think that this prince has Longyang!"

Luo Mingyang was really afraid of being misunderstood by Xiaoyuan's indistinguishable appearance.

He Luo Ming is bright and upright and gentle, but he can't be so misunderstood.

Of course, if Xiao Yuan wants to draw his sword, Luo Mingyang does not object to Xiao Yuan wearing men's clothing.

"Fenyi." Xiao Yuan said coldly.

After speaking, Xiao Yuan fell silent, and a woman in pink appeared in her mind.

The woman was fair-skinned, playful and cute, overlapping with the face of the young man in white clothes.

"Okay!" Luo Mingyang nodded gently, twitching the corners of his mouth, "The prince will go back and prepare first, and let the next people send over the clothes to choose from!"

As long as he thinks of an indifferent face and a sassy little Yuan in a pink dress, he feels a little jumpy.

Is this still Zhao Xiaoyuan?

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