Chapter 45

Zhao Wanxi's heart beats half a beat. She still wants to step back, but behind her is the cabinet door. She has no way to go back.

"Well Why did the seven princes drink away their worries? "

Leng junao burst out with a sudden smile: "who told you that my king was drinking to relieve his worries? Or is the word "sorrow" written in capitals on Wang's face

In fact, before Zhao Wanxi appeared tonight, Leng junao's mood was still very low. He really apologized for Lou Yunfeng a few days ago. But just after being alone with Zhao Wanxi for a short time, he suddenly became cheerful.

Seeing that the man was in a better mood, Zhao Wanxi's eyes softened a little. She was still wrapped in the narrow space between the man and the wardrobe, but her face relaxed. She raised her face and asked, "why do you drink, knowing that your injury has not yet healed..."

"The second emperor's elder brother came back to Beijing from the border town and came to Qionghua palace for a little gathering. I drank a few more when I was happy."

Smell speech, Zhao Wanxi's heart is a surprise, from the man's tone is not difficult to hear, he and the second prince's friendship seems to be quite deep.

"The relationship between the seventh Prince and the second prince seems good..."

Zhao Wanxi's lips are filled with a smile, with a trace of temptation. Ning Shun's last advice reverberates in her ears. She wants to speak, but she hesitates, because today, the image of the second prince is quite different from her guess.

Leng junao's eyes are always staring at her face. At such a close distance, he finds that the woman's original delicate facial features are more and more perfect. At the bottom of the eyes, there are amazing colors. The narrow Phoenix eyes are shining, and he forgets to return her words.

As the air heats up, Zhao Wanxi soon realizes the color of the man's eyes. She clears her throat and tries to break the ambiguous air flow.

"Well The seventh Prince seems to be drunk... "

However, Leng junao suddenly leans forward and presses her on the wooden cabinet more tightly. Her slightly astringent Phoenix eyes cover up an imperceptible cunning --

"doctor Zhao said that he would treat the hidden disease for the king, but now there is no news. When do you plan to delay this?"

The man's tall body suddenly forced down, Zhao Wanxi's heart suddenly tightened, after listening to his words, he secretly relaxed. It turned out that he was for this!

Completely wrapped by the strong wine atmosphere of the man's body, she raised her little hand to his chest, but her strength was as insignificant as an ant, which could not shake him.

"I haven't worked out a specific treatment plan for the seventh Prince's illness, but you are really drunk. I I'll ask someone to help you to bed... "

Just as Zhao Wanxi looked up and began to shout, the man's black head suddenly fell down. Her slightly open lips were engulfed by the man's hot thin lips. Leng junao's tall and strong body was close to her

Zhao Wanxi was stunned, and her brain was blank. Until the man's spirit tongue invaded her, she depicted her lips with thin lips again and again. The reaction of his body came clearly, and she woke up.

Pa -

with a loud slap, Leng junao's beautiful face was engraved with five more handprints, and his whole body suddenly woke up. Just now, he even kissed her uncontrollably

"How dare you beat me!"

Leng junao's face turned black and red, but his big palm didn't throw out.

Zhao Wanxi took the opportunity to break free from the narrow space. Her cheek was hot, but she tried to pretend to be calm and responded coldly: "I already know how to treat the hidden disease of the seventh prince. The slap just now is a kind of medicine. The magic medicine will be ready for the seventh Prince soon."