Ming Yulong puffed out his eyes, sniffed, and retorted.

Rong Yi was stunned, with surprise in his calm and waveless eyes, "Didn't he kiss you forcibly?" ”

Ming Yulong forgot to even cry, and said indignantly,

"He didn't kiss me! At that time, he had that idea, and I noticed it immediately, and I flew up and almost kicked him! ”

Rong Yi's expression stiffened suddenly, and he reached out and rubbed it between his eyebrows, it turned out that Bailikun didn't kiss him.

And everything he started......

The corners of his lips hooked a touch of arc, Rong Yi smiled bitterly in his heart, hugged her and sat back at the table, holding her bleeding hand,

"Does it still hurt? I'll give you the medicine. ”

Ming Yulong looked at Rong Yi's expression, and the breezy and moon-like face was the usual elegance and elegance, as if the mockery and ridicule did not appear on it at the beginning, a wave of annoyance rose in his heart, and he withdrew his hand,

"Don't let you go, you will deliberately make the wound bleed again, and it will hurt me to death."

"When am I going to hurt you to death?" Rong Yi frowned.

A little woman with a grudge flattened her mouth and said, "Just now." You said you were going to make me hurt a lot! Hum! ”

Rong Yi took her hand, with a touch of solemnity in his eyebrows, and said in a shallow voice:

"You mean, what you said just now was not angry, but you really want to marry the king of Changning?"

Ming Yulong raised his eyes and glared at him, silent.

Rong Yifeng's eyes bent slightly, looked at Ming Yulong and said:

"If you are really so eager to marry him, I will enter the palace in the afternoon and help you and King Changning ask for a will."

"Don't!" She just said it angrily just now, who really wants to marry Bailikun, this Rong Yi just saw her this, and she really hated it.

"Well, if you don't want it, it proves that you are really sober in pain." Rong Yi smiled and said: "Don't make any more trouble, your hand is your own, and it's you who hurts if you cut it." ”

Of course, she knew that it was herself who hurt her, and snorted lightly from her nose to express her dissatisfaction, and Ming Yulong did not move.

She didn't want this wound to really never heal, and it was inconvenient to do anything.

The room was silent, except for the occasional sniff.

Feng'er was sitting on the bench embroidering something, and suddenly heard someone shouting in front of the door: "Feng'er, I haven't seen you for a long time, but you're still so cute." ”

She looked up and saw Nalan Lian walking from the door with a fan, her gorgeous eyebrows and eyes becoming more and more dazzling in the sun.

"The slave has seen His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince." Feng'er immediately put down the work in her hand, stood up and gave Nalan Lian a big gift.

"In front of me, there is no need for so many courtesies." Nalan Lian's red lips curled, with a touch of charming, after letting Feng'er get up, she looked towards the courtyard, "Are you young lady here?" ”

Feng'er knew that the relationship between the six princes and the young lady was good, and when she heard him ask, she nodded and said, "The young lady and Rong Shizi are both in the house." ”

"Rong Fox is also there?" Nalan Lian raised her eyebrows, and the fan shook faster, "Take me in quickly." ”

Feng'er stopped in front of him, "Your Royal Highness the Sixth Prince, the young lady has orders, anyone who enters the courtyard must inform her." You wait here for a while, and the slave maid will go in and inform the young lady, how about you come in again? ”

Nalan Lian is not the same character as Bailikun, he nodded, sat on the bench where Fang Caifeng was sitting in his robe, and a pair of peach blossom eyes blinked, and the hearts of those who watched jumped