Quick Transmigration: The Second Female Lead is Poisonous

Song Wuxiao couldn't help but laugh, "Interesting, interesting... The dignified lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the prince princess, actually doesn't want to be the post-one country identity, but wants to be the proprietress of a sweets shop. If this is let the prime minister know, I don't know How do you feel?"

"This is my own life. Naturally, it is up to me to decide how to go. Even if my father knows, he can't shake my mind." Scenery snorted. Obviously, in her subjective consciousness, there is No one else can control the question of the path of life.

Song Wuxiao admired her triumphant appearance for a while, and seemed unable to bear to remind her: "If you are an ordinary woman, it's all right, but you are the prince, the prince and the prince are married, how easy is it to say?"

"So I'm working hard to find the next prince. Am I not serious about matching the prince and the Yiren? I think that Yiren is good and looks generous. She is also the prince's favorite. Then I will say I am If you want to abdicate, the prince will definitely have no objection!"

"Prince Concubine..." Song Wuxian has never seen such a simple-minded person. It may be said that he will not let a simple-minded person live by his side for three minutes, because this will make him feel that the air becomes stupid , So he thought for a while and said, "It’s not easy for a couple in the royal family to reconcile?"

"I know it's not easy, but as long as the prince and I agree, it will be more than half the success, right?"

"Do you know that you would marry the prince at first, but your majesty personally gave the marriage?"

"How much...know some." She actually heard it from Jade.

"Since your Majesty personally gave the marriage, how could he agree to let you divorce?"

She giggled and said, "It seems that your West Factory is not as fast as the rumored news."

Song Wuxiao followed her proudly and asked, "What does the princess do?"

"The old emperor..." After she finished speaking these three words of disrespect, she covered her mouth again, and looked at him secretly. Seeing that his expression had not changed, but the joy in her eyes was a little bit more happy, she was relieved. He opened his hands and said with confidence: "The last time he rewarded me with so many things, just to make me and the prince reunite quickly, but at the time I thought that if I reconciled with the prince, the old emperor might soon I would kill him, and my conscience couldn't make it through, so I didn't agree to it."

He frowned slightly, "The old emperor actually wants you to reconcile with Bailimo..."

This was indeed information he hadn't grasped, and he didn't even pay attention to the old emperor when he followed her.

Scenery nodded, "Yes, the old emperor wants me to leave the prince. I don't know what it is for. He also said that he can make me a princess at that time."

"Really?" Song Wuxian didn't expect her to tell the truth. He asked: "Since you are afraid that leaving Bailimo will cause him to be killed by the old emperor and his conscience is disturbed, why are you now willing to fight with Bailimo? He left?"

"Because the misunderstanding is resolved." Feng Guang said: "The old emperor knew that the prince was not the assassin who murdered him, not to mention that the Yiren looked very clever, and she could help the prince a lot, so I could naturally retire. Up."

"That's the case, but, no matter how you say it, you are the crown prince. Now that the old emperor understands that the crown prince has not rebelled, there is no need to make you and the prince reconcile. You said, you are peaceful and separated... and what should you do? What to do?"

"Yeah!" The scenery suddenly realized. The prince was accused of treason. Bailimin considered that she was the daughter of Xia Chao and did not want to implicate her, so she wanted her to leave. Now the prince is safe, in Baili. In Min's eyes, she was still his favorite daughter-in-law, she raised her head in distress, "Then what do you think is good?"

Hmm... She turned to him in distress, sitting on the petite one in her arms, it was lovely tight.

Song Wuxie's throat moved, "You kiss me and I will tell you what to do."