Zhao Wanxi then joked with a smile, "Joan, I haven't seen you for a few days. How can you become more and more nagging?"

Joan turned her little face and said, "don't you miss your mother in your heart? I don't know when the emperor's anger will disappear... "

Zhao Wanxi couldn't help but smile on her lips. She thought of another thing and slowly restrained her smile. "By the way, how did you come in?"

This question lingers in the bottom of my heart. I just kept talking, but I forgot to ask.

Think she annoyed Leng Jun Ao, the man certainly won't let them in, but this is a cell, and isn't Joan a servant girl want to come to the place.

Leng Zitong raised her little hand and made a voice first. Her childish voice said: "it's my little father who helped us get a token!"

Zhao Wanxi thought of the last time Leng junao didn't see Dushi, so this token should not be obtained by any legal means.

Her eyes couldn't help pondering, laughing and teasing Joan, "Joan, it seems that the boy at Dushi is really good to you..."

Before she finished speaking, Joan's whole face turned red into a tomato. She interrupted softly: "madam, when is it? You're still making fun of me..."

However, what Zhao Wanxi said is really good.

From the night Phoenix dust before, to the visit now, Dushi has never refused Joan's request. Even if he is only an assistant general beside Leng junao, he is trying his best to give all he can to Joan.

The smile on Zhao Wanxi's lips was more amusing, "Oh, my palace has not said anything now."

Joan bowed her head, her face turned red, and her voice was as small as the voice of a mosquito and a fly

Smell speech, Zhao Wanxi or with a smile, just received the meaning of a little bit of fun, word by word: "I said is true, four he has you in his heart."

Joan was not shy this time. She looked directly at Zhao Wanxi and said firmly, "thank you! I know

She knows, so she won't let him down.

Leng Yulin and Leng Zitong stood beside them, their big eyes blinking and blinking. They seemed to understand, but they listened very carefully.

At the same time, in the imperial study.

This is the place where state secrets are kept and where Leng junao usually deals with government affairs.

Behind the neatly placed Memorial in front, Leng junao is sitting with a memorial, looking at it carefully. Read it at a glance, then put it down and write some comments.

He was attentive and undisturbed by foreign objects.

Ning shun a flash, half kneel in front of Leng Jun Ao.

"My Lord." He said in a deep voice, "Mu Si has stolen your token."

Leng Jun Ao Wen Yan raised his eyes and looked at him. There was some sharp light in the eyes, "what's going on?"

Ning Shun lowered his head, and his voice was flat without any fluctuation. "He gave it to the Queen's maid in waiting, Joan."

Ning Shun, who thought Leng junao would be angry, bowed his head, but didn't wait for the storm to break out. He couldn't help but look up and saw that Leng junao had focused his eyes on the memorial again.

"What do you mean

Ning Shun couldn't help wondering.

"Let him go."

Leng Jun's voice is light. All his eyes focused on the paper Memorial in front of him, as if it was something that could attract him.

“……”

Ning Shun retreated silently, not daring to make a sound for fear of disturbing the master who was in a bad mood these days.