It's said that Chu Changqing has been put into the criminal investigation department. Leng junao is the first one in Zhao Wanxi's mind. This kind of thing has always been his good trick. Can't he really do it?

"Wan Xi, what do you think?"

Yunzipei's voice came again, which made Zhao Wanxi come back to herself instantly.

"Zipei, did the emperor go to yunshang palace recently?"

Her concern made yunzipei's eyes dimmer and her voice sad: "it's said that there was a girl named rucao in the last draft. She has outstanding appearance and excellent talent. The emperor has been addicted to gentle hometown recently. How can he come to my yunshang palace?"

Zhao Wanxi quickly turned her words and said with a smile: "no matter how beautiful a girl is, she will never be the same as our lady Yun. You can't be sad now. You have to dress up well. In case the emperor goes to yunshang palace, you will be too scared to go any more."

Her joking tone made Princess Yun burst out laughing: "I'm so bad. I'm too sick to get up. I dare to make fun of my palace. I won't scratch you..."

While saying that yunzipei mischievously scratched her, Zhao Wanxi was out of breath with a smile and rolled on the bed. The oppressive atmosphere in the room suddenly became active.

"Cough..."

The deep voice of a man pretending to cough came from the door, and the laughter stopped suddenly. Zhao Wanxi and Yun zipei's Apricot eyes looked towards the door almost at the same time -

Leng junao leaned lazily and elegantly against the carved Aquilaria wood door, and the elusive dark eagle eyes were staring at the two women playing together.

"Watch Has the seventh Prince retreated

Yunzipei's cousin hasn't vomited out yet, and she quickly swallows it into her stomach. Last time lengjunao's words still reverberate in her ears, and her lips are bright red with a smile.

Zhao Wanxi is eager to get up, but the man suddenly takes three steps and two steps, directly over yunzipei, takes the first step to the bedside and presses Zhao Wanxi back to the couch.

"Don't get up without the permission of the king, lie down and recuperate..."

Standing behind Leng junao, Yunzi Peixing's eyes are dull. She has never seen her cousin speak to any woman in such a tone, overbearing No loss of tenderness!

Yes, gentleness!

Yunzipei never thought that the word "gentleness" would be used in lengjunao one day. The way he looked at Zhao Wanxi was something she had never seen before.

Is it her eyes and ears?

At this time, maid Xiaocui came in with hot porridge: "the doctor said that Wanxi girl's body is still empty, so she can't take tonic. Let's have some porridge these two days."

"Let me come! You can step back... "

This sentence, like a heavy stick, knocked on yunzipei's forehead. The seventh Prince condescended to feed porridge to the woman. She really didn't hear it wrong. This is really from lengjunao's mouth.

Xiaocui no longer makes a fuss, seems to have been used to it. She respectfully handed the porridge to the man, and then retreated.

"The daughter of the people has hands and feet. What do you want the seventh prince to feed me for?"

Zhao Wanxi blushed unnaturally. She turned away with an uncooperative attitude. Leng junao was not angry either. She sat down quietly by the couch and slowly blew the porridge to her lips.

"I can't believe that you and Zhao Wanzi have been ignored You... "