Chapter 97

Every word accentuated the tone, just like a little jealous woman.

Han xuyao's anger on her face, she has always been careful, but this time what she did is deliberate.

The purpose is too clear, what is to cover up?

Seeing that she was standing there, his hair was still wet, and he walked towards her step by step. Mori Han's eyes narrowed and looked at her face without any waves. It seemed that his frozen eyes were going to be carried out from her face to the bottom of his heart, and he looked very good.

"Lord, your inspection is not over yet. Why don't we go together?"

He was staring at the bottom of my heart a little flustered, Yan Luoli proposed, his face brimming with a shallow smile.

"No, you stay in Lingxi Pavilion. You are not allowed to go anywhere."

Hold her chin, with a little force, the fundus is not defiant dignity.

It's not good to cross the river and demolish the bridge after using people.

Looking at her pestle still in place, Han xuyao directly collapsed her waist, threw it on her shoulder like a sandbag, and went straight to Lingxi Pavilion.

Yan Luoli was hanging on his shoulder. His stomach was tumbling. His blood gathered in his brain. He felt that he was about to burst.

What's going on?!

"Wang Ye forgot. I'm going to the South study tomorrow to report. If Wang Ye doesn't want to see me, I can move to the palace."

She knew that he was really angry this time, but he was not polite at all, which undoubtedly added fuel to the fire.

Yan Luoli could only see his back, but didn't see his face more gloomy. When she entered the bedroom, she was mercilessly thrown on the bed.

"Ouch!"

She snorted and rolled, holding the quilt in her hands to get up.

Han xuyao's face and body suddenly came up with a strong sense of oppression.

Her hand on the quilt trembled. Her bent arms could not bear her weight. She trembled, and her whole body returned to the quilt. She gazed at his face nervously, breathing carefully.

She didn't understand why he was so angry.

He also did not understand why he was angry. Maybe it was the arrival of Han Xuyuan, maybe it was her abnormal performance, or maybe it was something else.

Four eyes are opposite, one is unwilling to show weakness, the other is angry. Even the surrounding air is full of the smell of gunpowder. If you add a little spark, it will be ignited.

I don't know how long it will last.

Yan Luoli thought about it. According to his past experience, he should be jealous.

"His Royal Highness came to ask about Chen Wen's case, and then the jade cicada fell into the water. His royal highness saved her from getting wet, so I let him bathe and dress in Yanbo Pavilion."

Holding his face in her hand, she explained earnestly, hoping to calm his anger.

However, his face did not change at all. When she explained, her heart was even more angry.

The powerful hand directly grabbed her two wrists, lifted them over her head, pressed them down, and his face reached the distance of a fist above Yan Luoli's face. His brow was frowning, and his brow was haunted by haze.

Yan Luoli's heart was hanging, and he had already mentioned his voice, "I didn't tell him anything."

He quickly added, turning his head to avoid his elusive eyes.

But he didn't want to let go of her meaning, head down a few minutes, almost stick, warm breath swept cheek.

"I'm not right to take advantage of you." It was another moment of stalemate, and Yan Luoli changed her mind.

She didn't think about it before. She changed her position and thought about it. If she was used by him, she would be very angry.

Han xuyao's eyes falter slightly, and his anger seems to find an outlet. The anger of reunion spreads again. It's rare to see her in such a low voice, but he doesn't want to take back his anger. Get up to brush sleeve to leave, leave Yan Luo Li to look at the direction that he goes out Lengshen.

A jade cicada, but called him up, disturbing.

The jade cicada followed the prince out of the car and went into the east palace. Different from King Jing's residence, the East Palace is more majestic and lonely.

She followed Han Xuyuan carefully, lowered her head, modest and polite, and her eyes were not idle. She quickly recorded the appearance of the east palace.

After that, as soon as Xiao Wanru came back from Xiao's home, she walked into the gate and saw the prince in front of him and the woman beside him. She knew that she was the maid of King Jing's mansion.

Why did your highness bring back the maidservant of King Jing's residence?

Her heart sank, and she took two steps to catch up, "Your Highness the prince!"

Gently called a, in front of the prince stopped, and jade cicada turned around together.

Jade cicada knelt down, hands on the forehead, salute respectfully, "maidservant jade cicada see the princess."

"Flat."

When Xiao Wanru raised her hand, she saw Han Xuyuan bending over himself, holding the jade cicada's arm in both hands, and her face was a tenderness that Xiao Wanru had never felt.

For a moment, she could not help but feel sad. She was not as good as a maid."In the future, you don't need to call yourself a slave, but a concubine."

He rubbed the jade cicada's cheek with a smile, which was so moving.

"Yes, Yuchan, no, I remember."

The jade cicada turns her head in shame, and the action falls in the eyes of Han Xuyuan, which can be described as a myriad of amorous feelings.

Two people you a word I a language, sweet honey, Xiao Wanru stood there, completely became an outsider.

Han Xuyuan, are you taking a maid to belittle me and humiliate me?!

She slowly clenched her hands on both sides, revealing her pale bones. She watched Han Xuyuan leave with the cicada in her arms. At the moment when the cicada turned around, Xiao Wanru's face was full of shock.

At that moment, she seemed to see the figure of Yan Luoli.

He took a step back, and his head recalled that he was so tender to himself. Most of it was Yan Luoli.

Lonely pestle in the yard, hand covering the heart, the place of pain. The wound that has not yet healed is torn open again. It is so painful that it can't hurt itself.

All people, all people's eyes are only yanluoli!

She widened her eyes, staring at the void in front of her, ferocious and ugly.

"Put away your eyes, don't think you don't know what you're up to!"

I don't know when, Han Xuyuan has come to her opposite, will her ugly, severe warning, such as hail hit in Xiao Wanru's heart.

"Ha ha, ha ha..."

Xiao Wanru burst out of control laughing. She was really the victim of her interests. Her husband was not willing to give even a trace of tenderness. She retreated two steps, glanced at Han Xuyuan coldly, and walked straight to her bedroom.

"Stop!"

Han Xuyuan spoke coldly. In his words, it was an order that could not be disobeyed.

"Don't worry, your highness. My father said that he would deal with this matter without your Highness's trouble."

She stopped, but did not look back, calmly explained a, continue to move forward.

Looking at her back gradually away, Han Xuyuan has a moment's stupor, with ripples in his eyes. Gradually dim down the path, that reflected in the back of his eyes, appears desolate and beautiful.

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