Chapter 840: I Dropped Something on Feng Qian
(Siku Shu)
He pursed his lips slightly, his deep eyes not wavering, but they gave Hongyu the illusion that he wanted to know the answer. γFor more exciting novels, please visit wΓ¨nγ
"Accompanied me for one night, just waiting for such an answer, Prince Nangong is really interested." She stroked her hair and smiled slightly, the kind of smile that was so enchanting that it was enough to turn people upside down but not reach the bottom of her eyes.
Nangong Che frowned, her smile at the moment was really bright and dazzling.
Hongyu was only impatient and displeased, and quickly dropped the last one in his hand, and "snapped", "I seem to have lost again." β
The man looking at the chessboard let out a "grace" expressionlessly.
Hongyu closed her eyes, "Nangong Che, you can't leave Feng Qian." β
There was a pause in his gaze, and when Nangong Che looked up, he saw Hongyu's curved lips and a shallow smile without heart and lungs, his eyes were cold, and he said sarcastically in a cold voice: "What do you have to do with it?" β
"Didn't I say it, I'm a more casual person." She smiled softly and said in a faint voice, "Probably reluctant to give up the position of the future mother of South Vietnam, so I want to stop you from leaving people behind." β
Although, the position of the future mother of South Vietnam did not belong to her in the first place, and they were just cooperating with each other.
It's just that if she doesn't say that, she really doesn't know what else to say.
In his eyes, she had nothing to do with these things, so he really couldn't find a reason to convince him.
You can't open your mouth and say that she loves him too much and worries about him, for fear that after the Emperor of Dongqi returns, he will send troops to South Vietnam to provoke a war between the two countries, right?
This kind of high-sounding words, don't say that he doesn't believe it, she doesn't believe it herself.
After being silent for a few seconds, Nangong sneered thoroughly: "Where did you get your confidence, if you say no, I really won't keep her?" β
Could this woman be taking it for granted?
What does it mean to be reluctant to be the future mother of South Vietnam? When did he promise to give her that son?
The most unexpected thing for him was that she was so greedy for power, he always thought that she was not interested in these things.
Hongyu shrugged innocently, "Of course not, after all, I am neither a relative of Prince Nangong nor the person on the tip of your heart, what confidence do I have to give orders to you for no reason?" β
If she really has that ability, where else do she need to say anything, just let him send people away, okay?
Her thick long hair half-covered her pretty face, her half-squinted eyes revealed a bewitching charm, her red lips opened slightly, and she said casually but word by word: "So before you come here, you must do something first." β
The man suddenly stood up from the stool, his dark and bottomless eyes filled with coldness and anger, "What did you do?" β
"I've put something on Feng Qian." She smiled slightly, her beautiful eyes narrowed, and her tone was even more casual as if she was talking about what to eat for breakfast today. Just as the sunlight shone in through the window, it hit her, gilding her with a faint golden halo, and the delicate chessboard fell a light shadow.
The more thrilling the beauty is, the more it ignites a nameless anger in Nangong Che's heart.
The neck was choked violently, and Hongyu's eyebrows instantly twisted into a knot, "Nan...... Ahem, Nangong Che, what are you doing? β
"This sentence should be asked by this palace, right?"
The cold voice seemed to be squeezed out between the teeth
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(Siku Shu)