In the face of huashuying's seemingly ambiguous provocation, Leng junao is as steady as Mount Tai, sitting still.

On the main hall, there are many people who see this scene. In addition, in the early years of the palace, it has been said that the seventh Prince is a habit of breaking his sleeves.

And Leng junao's indifference to Princess Changluo is also obvious to all, but also affirmed that the seventh Prince and Hua Shuying have an affair.

Ouyang Changluo's face really can't hang, they don't want to face, she will stay in the palace!

"I'm afraid you're drunk, aren't you? Why don't the seventh Prince send him back to rest? "

Trying to suppress the mood, Ouyang Changluo just can't let himself cut flowers with a knife. Shuying climbs on Leng junao's hand.

Unexpectedly, Leng junao replied coldly: "a glass of wine makes you drunk? He's never drunk like that. "

The implication is obviously to suggest something about Ouyang Changluo.

Ouyang Changluo's pupil shrunk, and his voice suddenly became stiff: "what does the seventh Prince mean?"

Leng Jun Ao's sharp pupil then glanced at her coldly. Cen Leng's thin lips stirred up a cold Charm: "what do you mean? You know in your heart, but according to my king's idea, the wine is poured by you and Zhenfei, and you should be responsible for it?"

The smile of the man's lips is not in the bottom of the eye, the eyes are cold, cold people dare not approach.

Ouyang Changluo shuddered and shivered. It was obvious that the man had seen through her trick long before he drank the wine.

Still clenching his teeth, Ouyang Changluo pretended to be calm: "what does the seventh Prince want?"

Leng junao's sexy lip line is more profound and more evil: "Princess Changluo is so painstaking, how can I have the heart to brush your beauty? I'm here. Princess Changluo can take him back to enjoy it, and I'll treat him as if I didn't see anything."

As soon as he said this, Ouyang Chang luodun's face turned red and green with anger. He gritted his teeth and lowered his voice -

"Leng junao, what do you mean by this? What do you think of this palace as? "

Before Leng junao's reply, she saw Hua Shuying, who had been lying on the seventh Prince's chest and pretending to be drunk, suddenly sat up straight and pushed Leng junao away with disgust on her face -

"Leng junao, what do you mean? Who am I? I don't sleep with all women

Er! This words, Ouyang Changluo's face is more ugly, that flower thin shadow is not drunk at all! She clearly saw him drink that glass of wine

Don't want to these, Ouyang Changluo shakes her head, she only knows that her trick is not only seen through by Leng junao, but also played by Leng junao and Hua Shuying. Today, this face is big enough.

"You Leng junao, my palace must tell granny Huang that she will do justice for me. "

Leng Jun Ao gave a cold smile, and his eyes were crafty: "tell granny that you have taken medicine for Hua Shuying? I think granny Huang will do you both good. "

"Lengjunao -"

"lengjunao -"

Ouyang Changluo and Hua Shuying almost share the same voice.

Leng junao turns a deaf ear to it. The hawk like ink pupil suddenly condenses to a different place, precisely capturing Zhao Wanxi's schadenfreude expression.

Caught by the man's eyes, Zhao Wanxi shrugs her shoulders and smiles at the man with an innocent expression. Her dimples are like flowers. Leng Jun's uninhibited eagle eyes are unfathomable, but their light is soft.