Chapter Seventy-Three: Charm
"Master?" Leng Yan frowned lightly, and screamed suspiciously, his master has been standing by the window since he came back, and he has already ...... It's been a long time. He didn't know what he was looking at from afar, and he didn't say a word until now, which really worried him.
Shen Zhaoran frowned dissatisfiedly, "Huh? ”
Leng Yan breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that he was thinking too much, "It's okay...... Master, it's time for dinner. "It's good that he is witty, otherwise he will be reprimanded by his master again.
"Got it." Shen Zhaoran retracted his gaze, turned around and walked downstairs.
"Cicada Xiang, go and invite the prince." Wanyun prepared a table of good dishes today, which can be regarded as ulterior motives.
"Yes." Cicada Xiang is also happy, it seems that since the former princess left, the side concubine has been in a good mood.
It's been a few days since Lin Shixin left, and Xuan Yuehua actually felt that she was a little unaccustomed. Maybe it was quiet all of a sudden, Xuan Yuehua thought secretly.
Just as he was thinking about it, there was a knock on the door, "Lord Wang, Concubine Wan invites you to go to Zhong Xiangyuan for dinner." ”
The voice of cicada incense came into the man's ears, and the man frowned slightly, and was silent for a while before replying: "This king knows." ”
When Cicada Xiang heard this, she happily returned to Zhong Xiangyuan, her master is the favorite!
Xuan Yuehua took the book, got up and walked out of the study, her eyes were gloomy, and she couldn't see her emotions.
A hint of surprise crossed Beichen's eyes, what is wrong with the prince? How does it look like you're suffering from depression?
The sunset on the horizon dyed half of the sky red, like an oil painting, and the beauty is unforgettable.
As soon as Wanyun set up the dishes and chopsticks, she saw the tall figure of the prince, smiled softly, and wrapped it up coquettishly, "Lord, the concubine has made a lot of dishes you like today!" "Lao Gao, who has a pink little mouth, really wants people to kiss Fangze, but Xuan Yuehua has no feeling at the moment.
"Hmm." The man frowned shallowly, answered softly, and didn't look at Wanyun, and sat down directly to eat.
Wanyun was slightly stunned, came back to her senses in an instant, served the prince and sat down, and she set up next to the prince, pouring wine and cloth dishes, and was very attentive.
"Wan'er toasts the prince with a cup, even if it is to celebrate that the prince has finally taken a break from the woman who doesn't know the height of the sky." Wan Yun didn't move when she saw Xuan Yuehua with a glass of wine, and her heart was anxious and angry.
This is carefully prepared by her, since she married the prince, the prince has only been pampered once, and her stomach is indeed not blessed. It was just that once, but there was no movement at all. If she has a child, then she can rest easy!
"Hmm." Xuan Yuehua narrowed the silver wine glass in front of her.
Watching the man drink it all, Wan Yun smiled proudly in her heart, as long as she dipped the wine glass, things would be easy to do. Wanyun drank the wine in her cup with satisfaction.
In a few moments, the effects of the drug will kick in.
Xuan Yuehua only felt that his brain was a little dizzy, and he realized that Wanyun had moved his hands and feet in the wine, and his body was a little unstoppably hot.
The man clenched his fists with both hands, as if trying to suppress them, and his temples jumped abruptly.
"Lord Wang." Wanyun called coquettishly, "The concubine will help you go to the bed to rest." Anyway, regardless of the man's reaction, he walked towards the bed with him in his arms.
Xuan Yuehua was originally resistant, but his consciousness became weaker and weaker, and his body became hotter and hotter. What the hell is this medicine?! How could he lose it so much?!
Wanyun stopped on the edge of the bed, a pair of soft eyes like water looked at the man, and the slender jade hand climbed from the man's chest to his neck little by little.