Chapter 298

Yan Zhen's face was slightly heavy, and her pretty face was full of bitterness. She said coldly: "Miss Wan Xi, is this a threat to our palace? Don't think that you are a member of Princess Yun. I dare not move you. "

Zhao Wanxi is not angry but laughs: "minnu doesn't dare to threaten Zhenfei. Minnu just wants to warn Zhenfei that if she walks too much at night, she will meet ghosts sooner or later. We'd better be careful."

Lin'er's cackle came, this second became God's help!

No matter what expression was on the face of Zhenfei, Zhao Wanxi dropped this sentence and walked into Qionghua palace with lin'er in her arms.

The maidservants did not dare to breathe with the atmosphere, and they all entered the hall.

He didn't run into Ouyang Changluo all the way. Knowing that lin'er lived in Leng junao's room, Zhao Wanxi went straight to the familiar direction.

Who doesn't want to, returned to the room, WA Er still refused to let go of Zhao Wanxi's skirt, her hand just touched his little hand, xinjiwa had already done the same thing, high decibel voice in Qionghua palace for a long time.

The servant girls looked at her with nervous and alert eyes. Zhao Wanxi really wanted to say that she had not broken lin'er's little hand at all, but obviously the servant girls would not believe it. They only believed the real cry and tears of the little master.

At this moment, Zhao Wanxi had a feeling of being blackmailed. She was just weaned.

"All right! I coax Xiao Shizi to go to bed and then go... "

As soon as the words came out, the tearful child stopped crying again, and even tickled her with tears on her face and grinning, which made Zhao Wanxi feel haggard.

"Sleep, sleep! The bigger it is, the more difficult it is... "

Lin'er's eyes are wide open and her mouth is full of sleep. Zhao Wanxi is very helpless. She has to let a maid go to yunshang palace to tell Princess Yun that she doesn't have to wait for her dinner.

It's getting dark. Lin'er begins to feel sleepy after eating a bowl of rice paste. It seems that the little guy has grasped Zhao Wanxi's weakness. On the one hand, he will hold on to her skirt. On the other hand, he will open his voice and howl loudly!

As he closed his eyes and fell asleep, Zhao Wanxi's little hand relaxed. She could not help but relax her breath. Then she stared at the pink little man in her arms. Her facial features were exquisite and beautiful, which made her feel sweet.

It's like his father!

Zhao Wanxi's lips are unnatural. She smiles a little. As soon as she puts lin'er in the cradle, the door of her room is pushed open. Leng junao, dressed in a white fine embroidered robe, strides towards her.

"I heard lin'er is tired of you today?"

His mellow voice was full of doting. He went to the cradle, glanced at the sleeping baby, and his eyes fell back to Zhao Wanxi's face.

"Why did the seventh prince come back so early today?"

The man raised his hand and lifted the green silk at the root of her ear. The corners of his lips raised: "go back to the library and get something. I heard the maid say you're here, so I'll come and have a look."

Zhao Wanxi thought of one thing and felt it necessary to remind the man -

"the last letter my father sent to the emperor was from Princess Zhen. I doubt that it has something to do with Princess Changluo."

Hearing the words, Leng Jun's eyes darkened and whispered: "the letter is the king's negligence, which almost hurt the Shangguan, but in the end, why did his father change his mind? You haven't told me that yet. "