Chapter 1722

Ouyang Huajing pause, show eyebrow a pick, cold hum way: "is your that good son, at present also just with a group of old stubborn linger, not long, will be able to accompany you.".

What's more, even on the other side of the border, careful arrangements have been made. The Xiqi army is pressing down on the border and can be mobilized at any time. As long as there's a slight disturbance here, and the palace is a little bit different from the month after month, it will invade at one stroke and make Nanlin disappear completely! "

"Of course, in order to act better, maybe the palace will not let Nanlin disappear so soon, and will keep it as a subsidiary of Xiqi. But to tell you this, it's just to let you understand that Zhao Wanxi, by now, the overall situation has been decided.

Even if Leng junao can turn out any waves, it will not change the situation.

Therefore, whether he lives or dies or not in our hands can't decide anything. "

"Yes?

If so, why do you have to say so much in front of me? I'm afraid there are still some things beyond your control? "

Ouyang Huajing has many flaws inside and outside his words. It's not a big problem to find some clues.

The fact is that Leng Yulin is in a different situation.

Zhao Wanxi is not that stupid.

It's just

Not only the capital, but also the border?

In front of Ouyang Huajing, Zhao Wanxi is as calm as a dog. It seems that Nanlin's subversion has nothing to do with her. In fact, she has been in a panic for a long time.

The reason why she pretended was just to fight for breath.

Now it's not easy to wait for the other party to leave. Naturally, he is worried about everything. Finally, he can't bear it. He raises his hand and picks out a small bone whistle from his bun.

This is the last time little orange left specially for her, saying that it is just in case, in a critical moment as an emergency.

After all, the dungeon is full of crisis. Who knows when and what will happen.

It's hard to stay up until dark, waiting for the time to run out one by one, and the chill to invade. The night is already deep. Zhao Wanxi looks carefully for a long time, and makes sure that there are no more patrolling guards outside. Then she carefully blows it.

It was quick and sharp, like the cry of some kind of bird. In order not to disturb the people outside, Zhao Wanxi blew a sound and dared not continue.

He waited patiently for half a sound, but there was no movement. He was really anxious and couldn't help taking up the bone whistle again.

This time, before I put it on my mouth, there was an extremely subtle movement, accompanied by a faint fragrance that was not noticed.

After taking a sip, Zhao Wanxi quickly held her breath and focused on the corridor outside her cell. After a long time, a figure with a black cloak appeared silently.

At night, the light in the prison was dim, and only a few oil lamps were on in the corridor. She couldn't see each other's face clearly, but because he was called by the bone whistle, Zhao Wanxi had a bottom in her heart.

In the light of the flickering oil lamp, Zhao Wanxi's eyes were fixed on the visitors, and her tone was dignified.

"You don't have to come in, little orange. I'll call you and just ask you one question.

Don't play riddles with the palace. Just tell the palace that there is no crisis there? "

Leng junao's news is not available for the time being. He asked little orange, but he may not know.

But Leng Yulin is different. He is the master of little orange. There is always a special way to connect them.

What Zhao Wanxi thinks is also simple. As long as Leng Yulin is OK and everything goes well, Leng junao can't have any problems. If she can protect her son, she always has some strength.

In the end, after asking this, Ouyang Huajing's attitude was more or less influenced.

Mo Yue got Leng Yulin's strict orders. Every time little orange came, she was not attentive. As long as she opened her mouth, she could not help but calm Zhao Wanxi's heart.

This time, however, it was very unusual.

Not to mention the initiative to come over to offer hospitality, and even heard Zhao Wanxi questions, there is no first time to answer.

She looked up and down with only one pair of eyes.

Originally, he was wearing a black robe from head to foot. At this time, he stood there silent and didn't speak, just staring at her. At such a time in the middle of the night, it was inevitable that anyone could not resist the scene.

Like Zhao Wanxi, she felt scared and frowned involuntarily.

Even the sound line has been slightly improved.

"Little orange, what are you looking at?

I'm asking you a question. "

As he said this, he could not help muttering in his heart, thinking that there would be no mistake. This man Is there a problem?

Fortunately, this kind of bad guess did not come true. When she spoke again, the visitor finally had a normal reaction.

Step forward and expose her figure more clearly in Zhao Wanxi's sight, but the words in response are somewhat wrong."If I go back to my mother, I just want to see if she has been wronged."

The clear and light voice is a little clearer than that of the little orange, and it is not as clear as that of the youth. With the other party's voice, Zhao Wanxi, who is preparing to ask questions, pauses, a little suddenly.

"Well?"

It's no secret that Ouyang Huajing came to her again. Zhao Wanxi is not surprised that the other party already knows.

With a lesson from the past, if she came here this time, it would be very normal for her to do something out of the ordinary and harmful to herself.

What is abnormal is the attitude of the people in front of us.

His voice, and Figure!

So tall, it is clear that it can't be compared with little orange's small size, so this man

It was also her carelessness that made her take it for granted. At this time, her mind changed, and Zhao Wanxi soon calmed down.

Did not spend much effort, but the idea of a turn of time, with the bottom of my heart inexplicably raised that strange feeling, indifferent voice.

"Are you Zhao Ao? What about the little orange man? "

Mo Yue's attitude was more or less unexpected. Hearing Zhao Wanxi's calm and precise words, the man standing outside the cell, hiding his arm under the black cloak, suddenly moved.

It's just that the change is so slight that it can't be noticed in the dim light.

At the same time, she nodded heavily, which confirmed her guess.

It's just that I met him once in the Ivy League courtyard. The protagonist of that time was Hua Shuying. Zhao Ao thinks that he should not get too much attention from Zhao Wanxi.

But at this time, the other party recognized himself at a glance, which is not surprising.

Deep in my heart, I can't help but feel a little happy, but more, I'm still a little uneasy.

In the end or guilty, can't help looking at the expression on Zhao Wanxi's face again.

Relying on his excellent eyesight and not affected by the dim light, he easily peeped into each other's little emotions on the hibiscus face.

However, Zhao Wanxi was extremely calm, and her expression had no flaw at all.

After a long time, Zhao Wansheng finally didn't feel confused.

Strangely, he lowered his head, put his fist to his mouth and coughed two times. It seemed that he was hiding something. Then he stepped forward and began to unlock the chain.

It's clear that the chain of Zhao Wanxi's freedom is in their hands, just like decoration.

After Xiao orange and Bai Lian, even Zhao Ao came to this move. Well, it looks strange.

Because she was one of her own, Zhao Wanxi was not nervous at all when she looked at each other's actions.

Not only not nervous, his face even with a little honey smile, calmly looking at Zhao Ao's action.

When others step in, just slightly raised eyebrow tip, the shape seems to be puzzled.

"What kind of answer do you have to ask bodyguard Zhao to come in and say? Is there really something bad going on outside? "

Obviously, it's just the action of raising eyebrows lightly, but when people do it in front of them, they feel very charming.

I don't know what kind of state of mind Zhao aohuai has. Zhao Wanxi is just aiming at his posture. The original calm eyes suddenly burst into an extraordinary undercurrent.

The corner of his mouth was tight. The next second, as if he had lost control, he suddenly stretched out his hand and grasped each other's wrist.

When he saw that he was about to pull someone over, he suddenly stopped at Zhao Wanxi's eyes, which were just like stars, but with a kind of smile.

Then the whole person seems to realize that something is wrong. The muscles are tight and a little stiff.

Mingming is a big seven foot man, but this tangled look is so awkward, falling in Zhao Wanxi's eyes, can't help but have some posture of laughing.

"You..." Do what?

In the mouth panic, Zhao Wanxi actually has no redundant movement.

Not even a little struggle, let the other side grasp their own wrist.

In addition, he can't help but secretly poke out his fingers and playfully flicked them on each other's joints twice.

It's not a light punishment.

It's a dark and gloomy dungeon, but because of this little mischief, the whole atmosphere becomes very different.

Where can Zhao Ao resist such a situation?

Breathing then a chaos, dark eyes also have dark fire.

Fortunately, in the end or extraordinary self-control, this time he was not impulsive, on the contrary, even angry.

Not to cover up their own confusion of the kind of false anger, but really angry, staring at Zhao Wanxi's line of sight, there are also a little dissatisfied with the condemnation.

And Inexplicable grievances."Please respect yourself!

Where are you going to put the emperor? "

"You mean Leng junao? Anyway, he's not here now. "