Zhao Wanxi listlessly walked around the back garden for two times, and her mind still flashed the picture just now. When she passed Leng junao, she was expecting that he would stop her and tell her that he really cared.

"What are you thinking about? Zhao Wanxi, do you still think that your present situation is not bad enough? "

Shaking her head hard, she did not allow herself to continue to think wildly. Suddenly, she smelled a tempting smell. It was the smell of baking cakes. Did she make a mistake in her sense of smell? This is the back garden. Where can I get the smell of pastry.

"I don't know when this arm will be ready?"

Muttering a sigh of sadness, suddenly a heat came from the top of her head, and the smell of the cake became more and more strong. Zhao Wanxi looked up, and a yellow oil paper bag was hanging on her head. Then she looked up, and the beautiful face engraved by Leng junao was reflected in the water pupil.

Zhao Wanxi was so surprised that she sat upright and looked back: "does the seventh Prince belong to a cat? I can't walk without a sound. "

Leng Jun's black pupil flashed: "I've brought you snacks, which are made by the second emperor's brother. It's still hot!"

What's he singing? Zhao Wanxi was silent. She quietly watched the man sit down on the white jade bench opposite her. Her long, well-defined fingers untied the oil wrapping paper.

Zhao Wanxi is also secretly swallowing her saliva. She has tasted the second prince's craft. The cake is really delicious, but she is still thinking about the man's answer.

Feeling her gaze, Leng junao seems to have guessed a woman's mind. An almond cake is presented to her, and a mellow magnetic voice comes at the same time -

"I don't want to see your deliberate alienation again, because I care! "

Zhao Wanxi just touched the almond cake finger slightly a stagnation, water eyes open to him, the man did not avoid to look at her eyes, look serious.

Looking back, Zhao Wanxi's lips were slightly crooked and her smile was clear and cold: "cough The daughter of the people is just a casual question. The seventh Prince doesn't have to worry about it. "

Although she pretended to be calm on the surface, only she could understand the sweet feeling in her heart.

Leng Jun Ao picked his eyebrows and raised his lips: "do you want to hide from me in the future?"

Zhao Wanxi's eyes returned to the previous smart cunning, and gave him a witty smile: "minnv didn't hide from the seventh Prince originally, it's you who care."

Seeing her smile like flowers again, Leng junao felt relieved, and the smile on his lips widened infinitely: "you are good to heal. When you are good, I will take you out of the palace to hunt."

Hearing this, Zhao Wanxi was very happy. Although the man had promised to take her hunting before, she had no hope at all. She didn't expect Leng junao to do what he said. She still remembered it in her heart.

Zhao Wanxi's whole body suddenly came to the spirit. This man is like a magic pill. In a short time, she was in a high mood of depression. Her face was excited and excited, and her previous troubles were thrown out of the air.

"I'll go to the taiyifu now and get some herbs to make heixugao to make the wound heal earlier..."

If she hadn't been preoccupied a few days ago, she would have gone to the imperial palace to dispense medicine. The prescription of those old doctors was too slow to cure in ten days and a half months.

The man's voice came from behind -

"slow down! Your injury is not good yet... "

"I'd better go with you..."