Chapter 424

As the night deepened, Zhao Wanxi came out of jiangxue garden and saw the familiar figure waiting for her outside Jingfu palace.

Suddenly, her heart beat faster and she took a deep breath to meet her: "when did the seventh prince come?"

The night is cool, she is only wearing a thin white dress, her clothes swing gently with the night wind, quiet and elegant, like a gentle picture.

Leng Jun's lips are slightly crooked, and her dark pupils are more deep in the night. Her warm hand gently embraces her. Her mellow voice whispers: "Xi'er, let's go to taishifu tomorrow!"

Er! Is he really going to propose marriage? But didn't they break up?

Without waiting for Zhao Wanxi to speak, the man's deep voice came again: "Xi'er, maybe you're right. I shouldn't stop you from practicing martial arts!"

This sentence from him broke Zhao Wanxi's mind. Her black eyelashes flashed and looked at the man. She noticed that he seemed to have something on his mind!

"Why did the seventh Prince suddenly mention this..."

They walked side by side, steady and slow, and the path of jade shop was endless.

"A lot of things are unpredictable. I want to protect you all my life, but I'm afraid that if I have a hundred secrets or a lack of knowledge, I will fall short."

Leng junao's speaking speed is very slow, his eyes are deep, and he is full of unpredictable stars.

The night was quiet and the moon was bright. Zhao Wanxi looked up at the man and said, "the seventh Prince has promised Chao San to continue to teach me martial arts?"

The man's eyes on her are as bright as stars, twinkling and charming.

His tone is still light: "practicing martial arts is a hard job, do you really decide?"

Zhao Wanxi lowered her head. The man looked at her with deep and long eyes. Finally, she nodded her head slowly as if she had made up her mind.

Zhao Wanxi always felt that he had something to say, but all the way to Qionghua palace, the man did not speak again.

"Lin'er's rubella is over. I'll go back to my room to sleep tonight."

Walking outside the man's bedroom, Zhao Wanxi stops and gently pushes the man's hand, but her heart beats faster.

"Good! You have a rest. I have some things to deal with. "

Zhao Wanxi swallowed her throat. It's so late. What else does he have to do?

As if seeing her mind, Leng junao raised his hand and pinched her cheek: "tomorrow I'm going to taishifu. Are you going to let me go empty handed? Although we are worthy of the name, we still have to prepare for it... "

Zhao Wanxi just felt confused. Is he really going to taishifu to propose marriage tomorrow?

When did she agree?

Is it worthy of the name? They broke up, okay?

Zhao Wanxi cleared her throat: "cough Seventh prince, I think it's necessary to remind you again that I've given you both the bride price and the money ticket. "

By implication, there is no relationship between them!

"Well! Xi'er is still considerate. I also know that it would be more reasonable to hand over such things as betrothal gifts to your mother. "

The man's lips are crooked, the eagle's eyes are full of evil spirits and cunning. He raised his hand and rubbed her little head gently: "go back to the house first! You're tired out these days, too. "

Zhao Wanxi was kneaded by his big palm, and her brain became more chaotic. Unconsciously, she was pushed into her bedroom by a man. When she looked back, she saw his long and happy figure in the night.

Er! What about a good breakup? It seems that it's just her wishful thinking.