Secret Service Princess: The Cold Prince’s Black Belly Wife

Beijing, Liu Xiang, Bai Yifei's house ........

In the capital, it is divided into four districts, the Imperial City, the Noble District, the Merchant District, and the Slums. The east of the city is home to all the noble officials and princes. The west of the city is where all the wealthy men and businessmen live, the south of the city is the palace, and the north of the city is where all the civilians live. The people inside are doing small businesses Keep people at home. Liu Xiang is the oldest alley, with broken walls, cracked houses, and shattered tiles.

Bai Yifei's home is here. It is a small house with some herbs and books in the yard. There is a set of simple stone tables and chairs under the pavilion built with straw. Although the books have gradually entered the autumn, the fallen leaves in the entire yard have been cleaned, and a carefully designed fence is surrounded by the towering ancient trees.

The humble room was full of medicinal smells, and the uninterrupted coughing sound made people's hearts follow. Bai Yifei sat by the bed, propped up the old woman on the bed, leaned on her, and held a bowl of black in her hand. The medicine was taken to the old lady's mouth carefully. Then she wiped the medicine spilled out with a handkerchief and put her back on the bed.

"Uncle Niu, when did my mother start like this?" Standing next to Bai Yifei was the person who pulled him back from the poetry conference. Uncle Niu, who lives next to him, was taken care of by Bai Yifei today. Damn it. The reason why he would go to the poetry appreciation conference is because his mother ’s illness has improved today. Otherwise, he would definitely not go to this poetry appreciation conference. Now ... looking at the shape of the bed Withered old woman, Bai Yifei was full of guilt. He sighed softly and said, "Well, it's all me. If it weren't for me, my mother wouldn't be tired like this."

"Yi Fei, don't blame yourself too much. Your mother is doing this for you, you, or you should rush to get a fame or something, now your mother is sick, eh." Consoling Bai Yifei, shaking his head and sighing heavily.

"My mother is like this, how can I be at ease." Bai Yifei shook his head with a grin and smiled. Of course, Uncle Niu understood that his mother's illness was burning money. Every day, he didn't earn enough medicine to sell words on the market. He has been borrowing money from east to west to reluctantly collect enough medicine money, but this is not the way to go. Who in this Liuxiang, who has a wealthy family, can always borrow him money?

"Da Da. Yu!" The sound of the horseshoe sounded in the quiet willow alley, Bai Yifei and Uncle Niu looked at each other, and read a little doubt in each other's eyes.

"Master, this is it." The man's respectful voice passed into the ears of Bai Yifei and Uncle Niu, and the two looked at each other in confusion. Uncle Niu patted Bai Yifei's shoulder and then went out to see the situation.

The luxurious carriage wagon parked in front of the courtyard of Bai Yifei's house made Uncle Niu stunned. As a person like him, I'm afraid I won't get a small ornament on the carriage for a lifetime. The man in Huayi stepped out of the carriage and became a king. His cold eyes made Uncle Niu awe and fear, and stood there blankly, not knowing how to react.

"Giggle, lord, see you scared people." The smaller figure of the woman got off the carriage and stood next to the man, forming a beautiful picture, smiling slightly, stepping into the yard with a lotus step, watching Uncle Niu, who was as dumb as a chicken, smiled and said, "Uncle, you don't have to be too scared, Lord Wang won't kill you."