Zhao Wanxi looked at Leng junao again. The man was sitting lazily on the chair, enjoying his tea while enjoying it. His face was as pleasant as watching a play -
"let them paint honey on each other's babies, and each slit should be painted. Don't be careless!"
Leng junao's deep eyes flickered with the enchanted cold awn. At the same time, he gave a sign to Zhao Wanxi to leave.
He stepped forward and blocked Zhao Wanxi's sight of the naked men with her body, clearing her voice: "here It's really not suitable for Miss Wanxi to stay for a long time. Miss Wanxi is injured. You'd better go back to her room and have a rest! "
Zhao Wanxi has a dense phobia. The dense insects and ants really make her flustered. Originally, she even had the heart to cut the two color embryos. At this moment, she still has some sympathy for them.
Fall into cold Jun Ao's hand, big long face and small short son are willing to feel life is not like death.
"Oh, oh It crawled in... "
"It's sucking my blood..."
"Please don't torture the little ones any more, just give us a good time!"
Zhao Wanxi shrugs her shoulders. It's time for her to leave, too. You've helped her out of all the cold air that she wants to give. There's nothing like it.
When I go back, I happen to meet my maid holding lin'er around. Lin'er sees her little hands fluttering and pours on Zhao Wanxi.
"Give me a hug..."
Zhao Wanxi wanted to take over, but her maid did not dare to neglect her. She even stepped back a few steps: "if Miss Wanxi is hurt, it's better to have a good rest. It's not too late to hold her son when she is well
Zhao Wanxi faint smile: "but skin trauma, not in the way."
But the maid was even more scared: "the seventh Prince has orders. No one in Qionghua palace can make the girl tired. Please don't make the maid embarrassed."
The maid holds lin'er and runs away. It turns out that it's Leng junao's order again. Zhao Wanxi is speechless!
Zhao Wanxi can't do anything. She can only go back to her room and have a good rest, but she falls asleep again unconsciously. Until it's almost noon, Xiaocui's voice comes -
"it's time for Miss Wanxi to get up. Today the emperor will hold a banquet to celebrate for her, and she has to dress up well."
Zhao Wanxi can't help but wake up a little sleepy. Her apricot eyes are slightly open. Did she hear right? The emperor set up a celebration banquet for her?
She was punished only yesterday!
Looking back at Leng junao's meaningful sentence "reward instead of punishment" in the night, this thing is bound to have something to do with him.
"Is Miss Wanxi awake? The seventh prince said that he would come to pick up the girl and go to the banquet later! "
Xiaocui's voice came again, and Zhao Wanxi answered quickly: "I know!"
Then, Xiaocui sent a new dress into the house. The snow-white gauze, with peony embroidered with colorful silk thread, swayed with the wind, and the plain dress with white teeth and white breasts, was as dazzling as the stars.
"The seventh prince said that the girl is the protagonist today. He specially asked the maidservant to prepare new clothes for the girl!"
Zhao Wanxi was not particular about it, but when she looked at this dress, she seemed to see Leng junao's affection, and her heart surged with a warm current, and she changed it obediently.
Xiaocui carefully helps her to wind up the green silk into a bun, insert a pearl hairpin at will, and then print a red blood gem on her eyebrow. With a little embellishment, she can't help but praise -
"the girl is so beautiful..."
Zhao Wanxi was born with the appearance of a beautiful city. She was graceful and beautiful under her beautiful dress.