Chapter 1583： King of the Kings (23)

1583 The Lord of the Fans Squad (23)

Xia Ling turned around and told Mingcui beside him.

Ming Cui sneaked away while Princess Lu didn't notice it.

And there were many gardens in the palace of King Lu, and Princess Lu turned abruptly and took Xia Ling to a warm court.

Nuange looked quiet, not far from the lively pavilion.

"I'll wait in this parlor for a while and wait for me to see the four siblings. She should have been here at this time, why not now."

Princess Lu took Xia Ling to a warm house, served tea, and stood up to look around again.

Then, she left in a hurry.

The gentle breeze in the warm room, the light tea fragrance, Xia Ling was not bored waiting.

It was just that there was a hint of medicine in this light fragrance. Xia Ling took a few sips and suddenly reacted.

She got up now, her body weak, and she fell back after a moment's sip.

"Fu Liu!" Xia Ling immediately called.

Her voice had just fallen, and the muffled sound of wailing beside her, Fu Liu, who had been serving her tea, was unconscious, apparently a hit.

Looking at Xia Ling and Fuliu, the servant girls of King Lu's palace lowered their heads and exited the warm court silently.

All this is clearly a long-term calculation.

who is it? What does Princess Lu want to do? Xia Ling's head turned quickly, but she did not guard against a soft call.

"Changrong ..."

In the warm court, the handsome man came out from behind the screen.

"You don't have to be afraid. It's all my design, I won't hurt you."

The low and deep voice is Jin Yan.

He was wearing a white robe, and the whole person looked at Hua Guijun Ting, walking towards Xia Ling step by step in this dyed incense, and approached.

Xia Ling: "What do you want to do? His Royal Highness Bai."

She leaned up against the door.

Doors and windows were closed in the Pavilion, but she was there.

The aroma couldn't help her, only took a sip, not just distracted.

She pretended to be weak, but just wanted to see who was designing her and where was the backhand.

It's just that Jinyu ...

His appearance was unexpected and seemed reasonable.

She hasn't heard anything from him for a long time ...

King Lu and King Wei made extensive friends in the capital, and he was always quiet, as if he had no idea about the position above.

But how is this possible? As a prince, there is no ambition.

Moreover, in the plot where Jin Zhen was poisoned, he defeated King Wei and Lu with his own strength, and finally took the position of the Nine-Five Years Lord.

Jin Mao: "I want to take you away. Chang Rong, will you follow me?"

He came to her.

Xia Ling's face was flushed, her weak posture posing against the wall.

And Jin Mao approached her deliberately in such dyed incense.

He wanted to hear her gasp, to see her uncomfortable, and to see how she could resist but couldn't resist him.

He likes her, really likes her, desperate.

Xia Ling: "No ..."

"My king doesn't want to hear rejection." Jin Yue lowered his head and said firmly, "Chang Rong, don't you have mine in your heart?"

Xia Ling: "But this palace is already the Crown Prince's person, His Royal Highness Bai, the previous words this palace has told you very clearly. It's too late, it's too late to recover."

She looked at him with clear eyes, as if not being controlled by the medicine fragrance.

But she said that there was a pain in Jin Yan's deep eyes.

Wearing a robe of white brocade, Jin Kun's nasal bones are tall. The eyelashes are long like small brushes, long and well-defined. The deep eyes are surrounded by long eyelashes, like deep spring water. .

"My King said, My King doesn't care!"

He bowed his head and kissed Xia Ling's nose gently.

"As long as you, as long as you are around, I don't care about anything."

(End of this chapter)