Yue Zhanming looked at Leng Yiwei reflected in the candlelight, the man in front of him was outstanding, his skin was slightly pale, not only was he not sickly, but he added a bit of elegant and delicate temperament, the light gray robe on his body was as smooth as water, and with a slight swing, it reflected a light like the moon.

Although Yue Zhanming is not as observant and delicate as ordinary literati, he is also from a royal background, so he naturally has a unique eye for some things.

His eyes shrank slightly, Leng Yiwei should be wearing Yuerong brocade, it is said that the weaving process is extremely complicated, dozens of people can weave it in a few days, the price is hard to find, and Leng Yiwei in front of him can actually be used to make clothes!

Yue Zhanming thought about what happened in the honor guard today, and his anger burned brightly, and he sneered, "The prince is really a good means!" ”

Leng Yiwei's eyebrows were raised slightly, the anger in his heart jumped like a flame, but there was no show on his face, many years of Taoguang Yanghui had already trained his city, and his joy and anger were invisible, which was his most basic rule of doing things.

"What do you mean?" Leng Yiwei's fingers slightly used a trace of real power, the heat power of the iron skewer that dialed the fire rose a lot, the candle flame suddenly burned more vigorously, and with a "snap", a light burst out, blooming brilliantly in front of him.

His face was calm, smiling, like an elegant, handsome, and personable scholar, Yue Zhanming saw it in his eyes, but there were some slight doubts in his heart, and there was a moment of hesitation, he ...... Is this adventure of a thousand miles a big gamble?

Anyway, now that he is sitting here, there is nothing to think about anymore, he clenched his fists slightly, and sneered: "The prince has done a good job today, and this king has seen it." ”

"Dismount?" Leng Yiwei was slightly stunned, but his eyes narrowed, he slowly lowered his hand, but the iron skewer in his hand was still in his hand.

"What? Isn't it? Yue Zhanming looked at the slight stunned on his face, and he was even more angry, "The prince asked the little servant to bring the dog today, which shocked the honor guard of this king, and also warned in front of so many people in your Dazhao, how can this king not understand the intention?" ”

The speed of his speech was fast, and the anger mixed with it was like thunder, rolling in, Leng Yiwei listened quietly, the more he listened, the more his heart sank, and he suddenly felt that it seemed to be a mistake that he did not show up.

"What dog?" Leng Yiwei's eyes were cold, like thousands of years of frozen water.

"Hah!" Yue Zhanming laughed briefly, his palm "snapped" on the armrest of the chair at hand, the chair made a slight sound, "pop", the armrest fell crookedly, revealing a piece of white stubble, white miserably like the teeth of a giant beast, exuding a compelling coldness.

"Naturally, it's a dog brought by the little guy in the prince's mansion!"

"Someone!" Leng Yiwei's gaze turned to the door of the study, and the light in his eyes flickered and jumped, like a demon fire.

Someone at the door immediately answered, and said respectfully: "Lord Wang, please command." ”

"Slaughter all the dogs in the palace, remember, not to make a sound, and from now on, the palace will not have a single dog." Leng Yiwei's voice was calm and waveless, and the expression on his face was also immovable, but the cold moonlight that came in from the door shrouded him, and a cold aura came to his face.

"Yes."

Yue Zhanming was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Leng Yiwei to have an elegant appearance, and he spoke slowly without a trace of iron-blooded manhood, and when he started to do things, he was so resolute, and he was ruthless.

The doubts and hesitations in his heart just now have dissipated like a cloud of smoke at this moment, and the breath in his chest no longer seems to be so blocked, he raised his head and smiled, "Haha!" The prince is really refreshing! Yue admires! ”

"Lord Yue has won the award," Leng Yiwei smiled, his peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, and his charm was sudden.

"Presumably today's incident is a misunderstanding," Yue Zhanming stood up, "This king will leave first, and then come to the mansion to talk to the prince when the time is right." ”

"That's fine," Leng Yiwei also stood up, his face was full of gentle smiles, his eyebrows were reflected in the candle flame, and there was infinite warmth, "Come on, send the distinguished guests out." ”

It wasn't until Yue Zhanming's figure disappeared that Leng Yiwei's face turned cold, those gentleness disappeared completely, and the corners of his mouth were still raised, but it was no longer the arc of the smile, but full of sarcasm and contempt.

He raised his hand slightly, and the iron skewer he was holding in his hand had become a deformed iron ring, and he bounced it away with a "bang", "Bastard!" ”

Leng Yiwei walked to the window and looked at the cold moonlight, it was already autumn, the sky was high and crisp, and the stars in the night were becoming brighter and brighter, twinkling and flashing, like countless broken diamonds, radiant, but without a trace of temperature.

Really...... Her eyes.

Thinking of Rong Xi, a glint of light jumped in the depths of his eyes, what Yue Zhanming said today was really a little weird, but it was obvious that the little guy who suddenly appeared must be going towards Yue Zhanming, but, how did he think of being associated with himself?

His fingers tapped lightly on the edge of the window, and once and for a while, he swept away in the night, would it ...... Is the relationship between himself and Yue Zhanming being discovered?

He shook his head slightly, it shouldn't be ...... Your plan hasn't started yet, how can you be noticed? He looked up at the starry sky, Rong Xi ...... This woman is so special, so ...... Smart, always surprising, could it have something to do with her?

Leng Yiwei thought about Yue Zhanming's visit tonight, slowly walked to the study, and made a decision.

At the same time, Rong Xi and Leng Yixiu, who were far away in the Red Sleeve Garden, sat on a small chair under the corridor in the courtyard to admire the moon, and there was a pot of flower tea on the small table, because Rong Xi was pregnant and could no longer drink tea, so Leng Yixiu asked the imperial doctor for a list of several kinds of flower tea that pregnant women could drink, and bought it himself.

The lilac flowers slowly rise and fall in the teapot, enchanting and stretching the petals, the petals are curly, such as gently brushing hair, beautiful and moving, Rong Xi held the teacup, sniffed gently, a light aroma spread, scattered in the steaming hot tea, warm and fragrant.

The autumn breeze is slow, the leaves rustle, and the fragrance of flowers in the yard is also indifferent and elegant, all of which are wrapped in the moonlight like water, quiet and beautiful.

"How does it taste?" Leng Yixiu diligently refilled her tea.

"It's not bad," Rong Xi sighed with satisfaction, such a comfortable day is really a little intoxicating, she looked at the deep blue night sky, like a velvet cloth, decorated with fine diamonds, spread out gorgeously in front of her, the sky is wide, and people's hearts are different.

"Tired? Why don't you go and rest first? Leng Yixiu pulled the thin blanket on Rong Xi's legs up for her.

"No," Rong Xi stretched and raised his hand to his stomach, "Your child is not honest, and he has been making noise since dinner, which makes me not sleepy at all." ”

"Really?" Leng Yixiu raised his eyebrows, the light in his eyes suddenly brightened, he put down the teapot and slowly stroked Rong Xi's stomach, "I'll experience it." ”

"You think you can have it? It depends on his mood. Rong Xi glanced at him and said angrily.

"No, my son will definitely give me this face." Leng Yixiu smiled, his face was full of joy.

"How can you be so sure of your son?" Rong Xi slapped his hand away, "I prefer my daughter." ”

"Actually, I also like my daughter," Leng Yixiu put his hand up again, "I'm just worried that you like your son, so I want to follow you, who knows...... You're so special. ”

"Why should I like my son?" Rong Xi remembered the sorrow of a father and mother who has a son in modern society, no house, no car, no high-paying and stable job, and no one wants to marry their daughter to you.

She just sighed, and remembered that she was now in ancient times, and the husband she was looking for was still a diamond-level man, this child should be born with a golden spoon, the palace is so big, it shouldn't be worrying about not being able to marry a wife, right?

She remembered that when she was in modern times, she would occasionally think about her future when she was free, and when she thought of spending the rest of her life with a man, she felt very strange, she had a career she liked, and she could support herself, why did she have to be tied to a man?

I also have to worry about whether he will cheat, whether he will be unfaithful to himself, without that openness and freedom, most of his mind will be spent on this man all day long, and he will have children for him in the future and work all his life...... It all makes people shudder.

And now, she is not only married and pregnant, but also has come to an ancient time that she never thought of, and staying with a prince, this qiē is so incredible and real.

"What are you thinking?" Leng Yixiu held her hand, his fingers gently caressed the back of her hand, and his silky skin, which was as smooth as silk, amazed him every time he touched it.

"I'm thinking about what you just said." Rong Xi smiled slightly.

Her smile was as light as a petal quietly blooming, and his heart softened, "Generally speaking, not to mention the palace is a family with concubines, the lady of the main house wants to give birth to the eldest son in order to consolidate her position, I have never heard of it, and I am willing to give birth to a daughter." ”

"Huh?" Rong Xi's eyes narrowed, like a lazy female leopard.

Leng Yixiu suddenly gasped, leaning back slightly, "Madam, where did you say the wrong thing for your husband?" ”

"What do you say......" Rong Xi's eyes lit up, "I remember that you seem to have said that there will be no more concubines." ”

"Of course," Leng Yixiu immediately stated, "I will never go back on what I said, you can rest assured." ”

"Then you say...... Do I need to consolidate any position? Rong Xi said coldly.