Rong Xi picked up the curtain of the carriage with her fingers, her eyes slightly revealing a trace of worry.

"What's wrong?" Leng Yixiu held her hand, put it on her lips and kissed it.

"I always feel that something is wrong with this matter," Rong Xi frowned slightly, looked at him and said, "The two of them...... How the hell did you get connected? Suddenly asking for a marriage? ”

"I'm also surprised by this matter," Leng Yixiu played with her fingers, "I also ordered people to collect information about this, and the report I got was that on the way back to Rongqiu's house, he had met Leng Yiwei, and other ...... There was no intersection again. ”

"Huh?" Rong Xi narrowed his eyes, "Maybe it's enough to decide to cooperate with one intersection, or...... When we meet, we get into the mood, and then go into the boudoir at night to discuss this friendship? ”

Leng Yixiu was stunned for a moment, and thought about it, it seemed that Rong Qiu really lived in Rong Mansion during that time, if Rong Xi's assumption was successful, then Leng Yiwei must have gone to find Rong Qiu in those few days.

At that time, Rong Xi left the house, he only cared about being sad and sad, and he didn't bother to think carefully about this matter...... His fingers gently caressed Rong Xi's hand, feeling that her hand was really soft and soft, and her skin was smooth and delicate like milk, he couldn't help but put it on his lips and kissed it, and gently bit her fingertips.

Rong Xi was thinking about this thing about Leng Yiwei and Rong Qiu, and suddenly felt that her fingers were numb and itchy, and after a closer look, someone was dishonest again, she was not angry and suddenly her fingers were forced, and they were claw-shaped, and her thin nails were facing someone's handsome face.

Leng Yixiu hissed, squinted his eyes and smiled: "Lady...... Are you trying to ruin your husband's countenance? ”

"There's nothing wrong with that," Rong Xi smiled similarly, a sly light flashed in his eyes, and he withdrew his hand, "Well, at least let the women who beat you up automatically collapse." ”

"Oh?" Leng Yixiu's eyes bloomed, and the smile on his face became more and more cunning, "Are you worried that there are other women who will snatch your husband?" ”

"I've never been worried," Rong Xi leisurely combed his hair, slanted his eyes and said, "I just think it's too troublesome to knock those women away like flies one by one, it's better to cut them off all at once." ”

"......" Leng Yixiu pretended to be scared and took a breath, raised his hand and touched his face.

Rong Qiu looked at the mirror and touched his face, the person in the mirror was still delicate, the eyes were still bright, and the red lips were still beautiful, but the smile on the corner of his lips was no longer genuinely happy.

When will it start...... I also need to force a smile and show others?

Oh...... Maybe it was when he knew that Leng Yixiu had taken a fancy to Rong Xi and was on top of his name? Maybe it's because he knows that because of his identity, he can't marry Leng Yixiu as a concubine and is good at calculation? Or did he deliberately express his affection for Zhang Yang and lie to him when he said that he would elope with him for life? Maybe...... Or did he decide to marry Leng Yiwei when he was his favorite concubine?

I can't remember exactly...... In short, the gears of fate and the unchangeable situation, with a cold and absolute sound, squeezed their fate and pushed them to move forward.

It's like...... Just now, I just used this face again to attract the attention of He Daklet.

Just for, in exchange for that little packet of things.

Her gaze slowly fell on the small paper bag next to the jewelry box, the paper was a strange blue, with golden threads on the edges, one thick and two thin, and Dacret had told her that when she used this thing, the paper should also be burned to ashes, and mixed with wine before it could take effect.

Her fingers slowly caressed the paper bag, and after thinking about it again, she still decided to use this thing on Leng Yiwei's body first, so that he could be gentle and considerate to himself, so that he could not leave himself, first let his life be comfortable, and then think of something to make Rong Xi and Leng Yixiu uncomfortable!

The night was deep, a little deeper, and the tent was full of warmth, and the woman's coquettish voice and the man's gasping were intertwined, like a dream that made people infinitely flawed.

Leng Yiwei propped his elbows, his scattered black hair was in the water, shining faintly in the light, like a fine silk with a broken diamond, his eyebrows were stretched, his eyes were slightly narrowed, his face was flushed with ruddy luster, and his expression was lazy and seductive.

Rong Qiu admired in his heart, and had to admit that Leng Yiwei was also very handsome, but his beauty and Leng Yixiu were not the same at all, his was elegant and delicate, like bamboo, and Leng Yiwei was brilliant and fierce, bright as a sword, and the whole person was like a brilliant god, and the gorgeous poems were endowed.

"What are you thinking?" Leng Yiwei suddenly spoke, the smile on his face was gentle, but his tone was cold, Rong Qiu trembled imperceptibly, and then laughed, "I was thinking about you, the prince, so beautiful and moving, it made the concubine a little jealous." ”

Leng Yiwei smiled, his eyes flashing, "Really? ”

"Really ......" Rong Qiujiao said angrily, she gathered the lilac-colored nightgown embroidered with moon orchids on her body, her fragrant shoulders were half exposed and half hidden, her eyes were full of light, and she said with infinite charm: "Is it good for the concubine to respect the prince with a cup of pear blossom dew?" ”

As she spoke, without waiting for Leng Yiwei to answer, she jumped off the bed, two smooth and slender calves flashed under the wide nightgown, and the snow-white lotus feet stepped on the heavy blanket like a blooming flower.

She smiled skillfully, holding two glasses of wine in her hands, her slender fingers holding the turquoise jade wine glass, and the neckline of her nightgown was half open and half closed, revealing the slightly undulating curve of her delicate collarbone, a picture that made people's blood gush.

Leng Yiwei's gaze deepened, his long eyelashes covered the light under his eyes, his lips raised like a knife, and he said softly: "Why do you want to drink today?" ”

"Hmm...... The concubine is happy. Rong Qiu's heart was nervous, but the smile on her face was still the same, she knelt on the wide bed, and her calves under the nightgown trembled slightly.

"Why are you happy?" Leng Yiwei stretched out his hand and pinched her chin, his fingertips gently rubbing against it.

Rong Qiu felt his gaze cold, like a cold and slippery snake, gently crawling on her body, she tried to suppress her urge to scream and cry, "Because...... The concubine is favored by the prince, and she is better than other women. ”

"Oh?" Leng Yiwei's voice raised slightly, like a sharp knife, gently slashing away Rong Qiu's barely holding smile, but he didn't say anything more, just let go of his fingers, turned over and sat up, patted his palm on Rong Qiu's face, and said lightly: "As long as you are obedient, this king will spoil you well." ”

With that, his body floated, and he jumped off the bed, and he didn't even look at the wine glass in Rong Qiu's hand.

"Lord Wang......" Rong Qiu bit his lip and called timidly.

"Huh?" Leng Yiwei didn't reply, he was dressed for himself, and his voice came from the sound of silk rubbing, cold and hard, "This king is unwell and can't drink." ”

As soon as his voice fell, the person had already flashed out, and the candle flame jumped, reflecting the furnishings in the house, luxurious but cold.

Rong Qiu looked at the empty room in a daze, the fear in her eyes forced back tears, she threw it hard, the wine glass in her hand rolled and fell to the ground, fell to pieces, the turquoise cup turned into pieces in a blink of an eye, flashing with a cold green light, like the eyes of a beast in the night.

Rong Xi lay on the bed and looked at the jumping candle flame, thinking about Concubine Qian's expression today, the contrast between before and after made her feel that there must be something hidden in it, but what is it? Instinctively told her that this matter should have something to do with her life experience, otherwise, go and ask Rong Hao?

But what if, it's a mistake in your own thinking? Concubine Qian's identity is an unusual woman, and it involves Leng Yixiu's real relationship with her, and the Rong family has just stopped for a long time, no, there can be no more extraneous branches.

There is also Rong Qiu, what kind of calculations she and Leng Yiwei are making is still unknown, if they are given the opportunity to take the opportunity to suppress Leng Yixiu, it will not be good.

Leng Yiwei's cold eyes flashed in front of her eyes, and the peach blossom eyes that were slightly raised, but they were cold murderous.

"What are you thinking?" Leng Yixiu came in from outside, saw her in a daze, and couldn't help asking.

"I want to be cold," Rong Qiu blurted out.

"Huh?" Leng Yixiu's long eyebrows raised slightly, with a feigned angry expression on his face, he took a few steps to the bed, sat beside Rong Xi, grinded his teeth and said, "Did I hear it wrong?" Who are you thinking? ”

Rong Xi was amused by his appearance, "Okay, don't make trouble, I'm thinking about Leng Yiwei and Rong Qiu, I don't know what they are thinking, and today's concubine's expression always makes me feel that there must be something we don't know." ”

"I've sent someone to investigate," Leng Yixiu played with her hair, her hair was black and shiny like water, scattered on the silk pillow, and it was smoother than silk, "You don't have to worry about these things, take care of your body." ”

"I want to go see my mother tomorrow," Rong Xi looked at him sideways, his raised eyes like two pieces of crystal jade, deep and bright.

"However, the concubine's body ......" Leng Yixiu hesitated slightly.

"It's because she's not in good health that I'm going," Rong Xi stretched out his arm around his neck, and the warm and sweet breath sprayed on his cheeks, "Other mothers-in-law are sick and have daughters-in-law who are sick, and I don't want my mother to feel desolate." ”

Her words were warmer than the breath between her noses.

Her skin was warm, her wide sleeves slipped down, but her exposed arms were slightly cold, wrapped around his neck, her freshly bathed body exuded a sweet fragrance, and her hair hung down on his chest, and the strands seemed to wrap around his heart.

Leng Yixiu took a deep breath, raised his arms and hugged her tightly, his chin was on her neck, feeling that the woman in his arms was where all the beauty in the world was, and the blood and bones in her abdomen were closely connected with him, this qiē was so beautiful!

"Okay." After a long time, Leng Yixiu replied contentedly.

The moonlight outside the window is slightly cool, the shadows of the trees are shaking, and the warmth in the room is like a heart.