At this moment, Princess Lanxi's Apricot eyes are also looking at Zhao Wanxi. Her pleading eyes are still like grasping the last straw.
Zhao Wanxi's face was as calm as water, and she said every word: "Princess Lanxi cooperated with my treatment to recover her body to the greatest extent. Zipei, I'm afraid your cloud embroidery will also come into use..."
Yunzi Pei didn't know why, so Zhao Wanxi said with a smile: "the most difficult thing at the moment is not that old mother's body test, but that she can pass the eye edge of the prince of Yu Liao."
Then, she told yunzipei and lenglanxi her plan in detail. They were all stunned, and finally said "yes" twice.
Seeing that they all approved of their plans, Zhao Wanxi said: "zipei should think of a way to let the emperor postpone the date of the banquet for a few days. The longer it is, the better it will be for Princess Lanxi."
Yunzipei nodded blankly, but she had not recovered from the shock of Zhao Wanxi's plan. It was the first time that she heard that her broken body had been repaired.
That night, Zhao Wanxi dragged her tired body back to Qionghua palace and went to see lin'er first. She had been busy all this time and had no time to take him. The little guy had fallen asleep. Her skin was pink and tender, and her black eyelashes were long. She really looked lovely.
Gently blowing on the little guy's forehead, Zhao Wanxi was about to turn back to her room when she ran into a wall.
Just now her front foot came into the room, Leng junao came back with her heel, and saw the woman watching the baby attentively by the cradle. He stood behind her and looked at her quietly.
Women seem to be a little tired, hair bun some Ling San, a few strands of falling in the ear, with the window into the night wind, free freehand dancing with the wind, wide sleeve loose, gorgeous.
Without waiting for Zhao Wanxi to get out, the man's generous palm had already encircled her waist and sighed: "there is a imperial doctor's office in the palace. Why does the lady have to suffer from it?"
With that, he put a bottle of scar removing cream in his hand and handed it to her.
Zhao Wanxi knew that the man's implication was to blame her for meddling, but he only saw the surface and didn't know what happened to Princess Lanxi.
"And the recipe?"
The woman frowned and gave her a bottle of scar removing cream. Sooner or later, it was time to use up. What she wanted was the formula!
Leng Jun's narrow eyes smile: "madam, what's urgent? The formula is in my hand. This bottle of scar removing cream can also be used for a few days first."
Oh! He's keeping a back hand for himself!
Count on her all the time!
Zhao Wanxi's cheeks are bulging. She takes scar removing cream from the man's hand and pushes him back to her room. She hears the sound of footsteps behind her. Leng junao's lips are always filled with a successful bad smile, which makes her charming.
"Madam, I've been tired all day. Let's have a rest earlier."
The man takes the initiative to untie her. Zhao Wanxi pats his hand and gives him a cold eye.
"Leng junao, you are not a man!"
Words are not words, treacherous villain!
Junyan, who was engraved by the seventh prince, came forward with flattering eyes and a long arm full of domineering power. Then he took her into his arms and attached her to her ear and whispered: "isn't it a man, isn't his wife the most clear? Or is my wife dissatisfied with me... "
Zhao Wanxi pushed him away again and said, "dissatisfied, dissatisfied, 100 dissatisfied."