Chapter 343

It was not until dinner that Leng junao returned to Qionghua palace. Zhao Wanxi was about to meet her at a distance, but Princess Changluo, who was dressed in a good dress, met her first.

"The seventh Prince is back. Are you tired? Sit down and have a cup of tea. Dinner will be served immediately. "

Ouyang Changluo's thoughtfulness not only made Zhao Wanxi stunned, but also made Leng junao's long and narrow eagle eyes slightly narrowed, with suspicions in the eyes.

"What's in Princess Changluo's mind?"

Ouyang Changluo said with a coquettish smile: "don't worry about the seventh prince. From now on, Changluo's heart belongs to the seventh prince, and people belong to the seventh prince. There is no calculation!"

Chao San catches a glimpse of Zhao Wanxi standing at the entrance. He coughs twice and deliberately reminds the master.

Leng junao received a hint from his subordinates. He looked at the woman standing in the porch. He whispered: "stupid woman, what are you doing standing there? Come here Have dinner with me

Seeing that men turn a deaf ear to their own words, Ouyang Changluo has a feeling that her face is hot and her buttocks are cold. However, she takes a deep breath and soon adjusts her mind.

Zhao Wanxi's black eyelashes flickered and a smile hung on her lips. She walked slowly to the man's side and sat down.

At the moment, the servants have already begun to serve, and Ouyang Changluo spare no effort to flatter: "Changluo specially asked the imperial dining room to make the seventh Prince's favorite..."

Before she finished speaking, Leng junao's mellow voice showed impatience and interrupted her deeply -

"Princess Changluo doesn't have to worry about these chores. You are a guest of Qionghua palace, not a maid."

The man's voice is not big, but enough to let everyone hear, Ouyang Changluo's face a burst of white a burst of red, wronged curl mouth, instant red eyes.

She put down the princess's airs, low voice to this, but the man did not appreciate.

The more Ouyang Changluo thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt. He hid his face and ran out crying.

Zhao Wanxi couldn't help glancing at the seventh prince, a man as unpredictable as midnight. Sometimes he was as gentle as water, sometimes as cold as an iceberg.

"Well Princess Changluo has a good intention. Is it too unkind for the seventh prince? "

The man's face is calm like water, without waves and waves. He put a chicken leg in her bowl and said with a smile: "take it and chew it!"

Zhao Wanxi was staring at him with a bad smile. Her whole body was unnatural and her ears were slightly hot. She simply stopped talking. She grabbed the drumsticks and began to gnaw. The husky voice of a man came from her ears again -

"stupid woman, I have limited energy, so I can only barely cope with you."

Listening to the faint sound of carelessness, Zhao Wanxi's heart beat was so lazy that she missed half a beat. Then her heart beat sped up, thumping, and was about to burst out of her chest.

Zhao Wanxi pretends to concentrate on biting the drumstick. She doesn't hear anything, but she can feel the hot eyes of the man beside her.

Leng Jun's eagle eyes look at her lazily, with a smile on her lips. She looks delicious when she eats. It's a kind of enjoyment, better than delicious food.

Zhao Wanxi's face climbed up the red clouds, and finally couldn't help looking up into the man's eyes. She was serious: "Leng junao, let's date!"

Four eyes opposite, Leng Jun's deep eagle eyes flashed a hint of fun: "how about? Listen to you

"Well Today, in Imperial Garden, the concubines in the palace fall over each other to make up the mask and the cream. They are not careful to pick up more. They are afraid that they will buy some petals before they go out.