Chapter 241

What woman? New love and old love? Xinhuan no doubt refers to her, who is the old love? And What does this have to do with whether Ning Shun died or not?

Flower thin shadow speak at the same time, Mou Guang deliberately toward her Piao an eye, obviously intentional!

Zhao Wanxi looked at him with an expression of watching a good play and gave him a white eye.

Hua Shuying looks at Leng junao with his unique eyes, as if to remind him to see Zhao Wanxi's true face clearly. A woman is not shy, but also turns her eyes at him. How about self-cultivation?

Leng junao turned a blind eye. Even his seven princes were often looked down upon, not to mention him.

Recalling Hua Shuying's words just now, Zhao Wanxi's doubts became deeper and deeper, and she became more and more uncomfortable.

According to her understanding of Leng junao, he once liked yunzipei, but that was two years ago. Moreover, in Hua Shuying's words, the woman he mentioned should not be yunzipei.

Don't forget your old love! This really made her panic.

At this time, the familiar female voice came from the porch -

"I heard that there was a guest in Qionghua palace. Junao, if you have a friend, you won't tell me."

Ouyang Changluo lips with a smile, regardless of people's different eyes, lotus step toward the table.

"This is..."

Obviously, he didn't know about Leng junao's engagement. Ouyang Changluo's Apricot eyes crossed an imperceptible dark color, and he still laughed sweetly. Then he said, "Ouyang Changluo, the ninth Princess of Xiqi Kingdom, the future seven imperial concubines of Nanlin kingdom!"

Her words came out: Leng Jun's pupils were as dark as ink, his eyes were dark and stung, and he swept lightly from her --

"what are you doing?"

Take a cut and learn.

Ouyang Changluo is also good at learning. Since she is determined to marry Leng junao, she can't lose her sense of propriety in front of men. Compared with Zhao Wanxi, her biggest advantage is her noble and elegant identity.

She was still smiling, and her voice was as soft as water: "Qionghua palace has a guest. The seventh Prince doesn't ask his palace to accompany him. Instead, he asks a nurse to come. What's the point when it comes out?"

Hua Shuying flashed a bright light at the bottom of her eyes. She glanced at Leng junao with a dark face. Then she looked at Ouyang Changluo with elegant eyes. She suddenly got up with a smile, clasped her fists with both hands, respectfully and politely: "it's the future seven imperial concubines, disrespectful! I'm looking forward to the flowers

Leng junao is always silent. As long as Ouyang Changluo doesn't go too far, now is not the time to turn his face.

Not to give Ouyang Changluo a chance to humiliate herself, Zhao Wanxi stood up and said, "if you have something else to do, I'll leave first."

She goes out with her front foot, and Ouyang Changluo follows her back foot. Leng junao gives a look in his eyes, and Chao San follows her quickly.

Hua Shuying pursed his lips. His face was covered with long hair like ink. His body trembled strangely. When did the seventh prince, who didn't understand the amorous feelings of Muna, become a peach blossom flood man.

Leng Jun's eagle eyes were cold and his voice was cold: "shadow, have you laughed enough?"

Huashuying raised her eyes, and lifted the ink like green silk with all kinds of manners. The smile at the corner of her mouth was more and more thought-provoking: "if you become a pro, don't tell me, Leng junao, you're not enough brothers!"

Leng Jun bluffing face, look solemn: "just engaged."

Hua Shuying joked: "engagement is the same. Do you dare to rely on Xiqi's engagement?"