Night Qingluo turned to Tang Beiyuan with a smile and extended his hands to her: "iris, it's me."
Tang Beiyuan's red lips were tight and her eyes were filled with joy.
She trotted at once and rushed towards the night.
Just, not close to the night.
The arm was grabbed again.
Lang Lixuan took her wrist, and her cold face was serious: "kite, she is the emperor's wife, can't be unreasonable."
Tang Beiyuan's step is a little pale, and his side eyes look at him pulling his hand.
That is full of smiling face, frozen in the face.
"Let go." Her lips, pursed more tightly.
Lang Li Xuan frowned: "are you angry?"
Tang Beiyuan suddenly laughed and raised her head slightly, sneering at her husband's serious and handsome face. The smile was ironic: "you always pay attention to the occasion. In the present situation, it's not good to hold me like this."
"Yuan er..." Lang Li Xuan frowns more tightly, solemn face, add a heavy pressure for no reason.
Tang Beiyuan shook his hand: "let go."
Lang Lixuan looked at the night, and then looked down at Tang Beiyuan: "don't make a fool of yourself. When the matter is over, you'll be angry and tell me."
"I'm not angry." Tang Beiyuan's red lips were lightly hooked, and he put his other hand on Lang Lixuan's hand to break his finger. "How is the relationship between me and the emperor's wife? It's not sure that the leader of Lang's hall is bothered. In order to maintain the image of leader Lang, who is just and upright, and is waiting for him to wait, he still doesn't want to drag and tear. "
Lang Li Xuan's dark eyes flashed a little surprise.
Just wanted to say something.
A white hand, from the front of the eyes.
Then he saw the long white hand on Tang Beiyuan's wrist.
Lang Li Xuan lift eyes, on the girl's bright eyes and bright teeth of the dimple.
"Master Lang, you hurt her." The night is clear and the mouth is smiling.
In the smile, however, there is a trace of chill.
Lang left Xuan pupil Ren to shrink next, big palm moves quickly, hang Mou, respectfully way: "emperor madam."
"As Beiyuan said, it's not sure whether I have a good relationship with Beiyuan." The night Qingluo smiles and continues to pull Tang Beiyuan into his arms.
Women's delicate body, some cold cold.
Night Qingluo gently stroked the back of Tang Beiyuan's hand, and then looked up at Lang Lixuan: "the master of Lang hall should not treat his lover like his subordinates, otherwise, what else should he do?"
After that, she took Tang Beiyuan and turned to the other side.
Xu is the identity of night Qingluo let Lang Lixuan dare not listen.
It may be that the night is clear and falling, touching Lang Li Xuan.
He didn't catch up.
Night Qingluo took Tang Beiyuan and walked a few steps away. Then he raised his eyes and glanced at Lang Lixuan: "do you like him very much?"
Tang Beiyuan's smile froze for a moment. He quickly adjusted his mood and turned to the topic with a smile: "I knew you would be OK."
Night Qingluo also did not force her to answer, raised her hand, will her cheek side of the broken hair, not to the ear, just smile: "not afraid I am a fake?"
Tang Beiyuan chuckled and said, "who in the world can impersonate you?"
"Ah Xuan has been impersonated, not to mention me?" The answer of the night clear fall.
Tang Beiyuan: "the real can't be fake. If you identify it carefully, how can you not recognize the fake? At the end of the day, it's just their own ambition. "
The two people have no scruples, no cover up dialogue.
People can hear the implication clearly.
This is not to ridicule them, before a fake as a real emperor.
Now, it's easy to listen to a woman full of lies.
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