"Dad, don't blame yourself. It's Xi'er's fate. I don't blame anyone. The only thing I can't worry about is my mother's illness..."
This sentence blurted out, Zhao Wanxi's brain suddenly flashed a ray of light, she seems to suddenly know how to let the body is the main son of the spirit of rest.
Her mother's disease! you 're right!
Shangguanyu patted her daughter on the back with a little more affection: "your mother's body is getting worse every day. If you can get out of the palace, you will Go home
Shangguan Yu has also heard about Zhao Wanxi's successive troubles in the palace. He heard that she was seriously ill after being put in prison by the Empress Dowager. He was too anxious to eat and drink, and finally he couldn't help coming to Qionghua palace.
"I promise you!"
Zhao Wanxi's careful commitment is not only to give Shangguan an explanation, but also to let the body's complaining spirit rest in peace.
Shangguan Yu nodded. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly stopped and looked into Zhao Wanxi's eyes: "Xi'er, there's something my father knows I shouldn't talk to you, but If it's convenient for you to say something nice in front of the seventh prince, please let him go of Changqing! "
Zhao Wanxi shows a slight frown. She can see that Shangguan Yu has a hard time saying this to himself. But Chu Changqing has done her a lot of harm, and it's impossible for her to help him!
"My daughter is just a little nurse. How can the seventh Prince listen to me..."
Shangguan Yu's eyes darkened, and he waved his hand and murmured, "that's what I'm talking about! I'd better go to the court tomorrow and ask for the seventh Prince myself, so that you won't be embarrassed. "
Looking at the back of the tiny camel, Zhao Wanxi's heart was inexplicably sour. Tears blurred her eyes again.
Zhao Wanxi had no choice but to say: "Miss, could you please stop sensationalizing me Can't I promise you? "
In this way, Zhao Wanxi lost to a wisp of resentment.
In the main hall of Qionghua palace, Leng junao's face was slightly heavy, and he tasted tea gracefully. Hearing the familiar footsteps, he raised his eagle eyes slightly and caught Zhao Wanxi who had slipped back from the outside.
It's too late for Zhao Wanxi to hide. Her eyes are flowing. After a second thought, she doesn't hide any more. She walks towards Leng junao.
"When did the seventh prince come back?"
Leng Jun Ao smiles gracefully, but the smile is not in the bottom of his eyes. His sharp eagle eyes are staring at the flattering smile on the woman's lips. He says coldly: "in Qionghua palace, the only one who doesn't take Wang's words seriously is you."
If Zhao Wanxi can't see that a man is angry any more, then she is really stupid!
With a smiling face, she went forward: "Min Nu went out for a breath. She was fresh and fresh, and felt more energetic. I've worked hard for the seventh Prince these days. Let min Nu pinch your shoulders for you. I'm good at this massage... "
With Zhao Wanxi's hand, the bottom of the man's eyes was shining.
Leng junao's secret way is that this woman has nothing to offer, but it makes him feel a little uneasy! But She's really good at pressing and kneading, but she's less powerful.
Zhao Wanxi's tentative voice came from the back of her body: "there's something Do you want to ask the seventh prince
Leng junao still closed his eyes and enjoyed the relaxation and comfort brought by women's fingertips. He answered lazily: "hmm?"