Chapter 1897

It seems that in order to prove what she said is true, night Phoenix dust spread out her hand and showed a small cloth bag in her hand.

"I have something here. It's very important. I have to hand it over to her."

After that, Mo Yue took care of qiong'er, the maid in charge of Qionghua palace. He added -

"just a few words, it won't take much time. Besides, I won't go in."

"Well This... "

It's impossible to let him in. I don't know when.

It's just the night wind and dust

Joan knew how to deal with it. Since she knew the identity of the man in front of her, she knew that many things about the master were not up to her to decide.

In case of any major delay, it will be fatal.

Such a thought, the idea is relaxed.

"In that case, I'll go in and have a look at the meaning of Niang Niang."

"Good."

The expected setback.

Don't look at the night breeze dust complexion is calm, in fact the bottom of the eye is deep, still flashed a touch of light satisfied.

Before, Zhao Wanxi's cold attitude was too obvious, even if she wanted to ignore it, she couldn't do it.

This is a very hard thing for him.

Staying in the palace is not to find frustration. In this case, it's natural to find ways to improve the status quo.

Fortunately, God did not let him down and offered him a wonderful opportunity.

At the thought of the good news that he had just got and had verified, the cells around yefengchen couldn't help getting excited.

His eyes were staring at the door of the main hall, waiting for Zhao Wanxi to come out.

Fortunately, things did not disappoint him again. Not long after, the door of the hall opened again.

This time Joan is ahead, followed by Zhao Wanxi.

The Cape on the shoulder and a circle of mink hair on the collar set off the beautiful and moving face.

Looking up at the moment, the bottom of the eyes wave light, Qiong nose small, red lips Yan Ran.

How can this be an ordinary woman?

In the dim light of the lanterns around, at first glance, it looks like a banished immortal who has strayed into the world. If you look at it more, it's blasphemy.

Even if it is already so familiar, the feeling of heart, but still as before.

The more you look at it, the more reluctant you are to let go. The persistence in your heart is like having a root, growing and spreading crazily.

With this eye, yefengchen thinks that she can fully understand Ouyang shengqian's madness.

Who is such a treasure? If you don't want to take it for yourself, you can find a place to hide it so that no one can see it?

It's a pity that he had missed a good opportunity before

The mood of thinking rose and fell, and the expression on her face was also uncertain, which made Zhao Wanxi's face confused.

In fact, to be honest, she really didn't want to come out.

I haven't seen her for a long time. I live in the same palace. What's the matter? It's so important that I have to see her now?

If there was something, it would not have gone wrong if it had been given to Joan.

Let Joan say so carefully, can't help but let her some hesitation.

How do you feel one or two, as if you have a secret to tell her?

Is the secret so cheap these days?

This hesitation doesn't matter. As a result, she has already stood here.