Chapter Forty-Six: Who Messed Up the Spring Water

Rong Huazheng's hand trembled, and his outstretched palm paused in mid-air. 8

Gu Tingling's heart jumped, why didn't she see Rong Huazheng's embarrassed hand, although she didn't know what it meant, but she could still feel the generous friendship contained in it, but Zuihou, she chose to lower her eyes - turn a blind eye.

Rong Huazheng raised his eyes to look at her, but touched her dodging eyebrows, pursed his lips, and turned around to walk to the other

Side. Her education and cultivation make her want to show kindness to the people she meets for the first time, but it is her business whether others appreciate it or not, she just wants to be worthy of herself, and she has done her best.

Yu Wencan saw it in his eyes, and suddenly felt that what he said just now was a little heavier, and he took a deep look at Rong Hua Zheng before saying to Gu Tingling: "Ling'er, don't stand here, sit down." ”

After speaking, his deep eyes were fixed on Rong Huazheng's face, "Aifei, why don't you hurry up and greet the guests?" ”

Rong Huazheng sat down leisurely on the side, and his long eyelashes raised lightly when he heard the words, "Hello?" How to say hello? The prince is not afraid of ......" Speaking of zuihou, she pursed her lips and smiled charmingly, and her right index finger and middle finger gently made a gesture of picking powder and poisoning. Clamp the waves

She has fresh lips, a bewitching posture, and a charming and natural posture, which makes people think of a femme fatale who spits poisonous mist. However, even this is contrary to the dignified elegance that the world appreciates, but it is extremely stimulating, and the indifference is as indifferent as Yu Wencan't help but move his throat.

His reaction was reflected in Rong Hua Zheng's eyes, which made her daxiao wanton in an instant, laughing, hooking the orchid finger in her left hand, and throwing her eyes like silk, full of hooking appearance.

Gu Tingling was dumbfounded, Xiahou Guo was also stunned, Yuwen Can glanced at Xiahou Guo, who had forgotten to blink, his face sank, but he said sharply to Rong Huazheng: "Go make tea!" ”

"Lord Wang......" Seeing that he had already made haode tea, Xiahou Guo, who came back to his senses, felt for the first time that he was so ignorant.

“……”

Only then did Yu Wencan feel as if his whole mind was taken away by Rong Huazheng's every move, and his heart sank.

Rong Huazheng retracted his movements idly, smiling rather than smiling, "There is Lao Xia in charge, this young lady is very noble, let me serve tea, as long as the prince does not think that the concubine is dirty." Zuihou's words are meaningful.

After the words fell, she calmly stood up and walked to Xiahou Guo's side and poured a cup of tea herself, and then slowly served it to Gu Tingling, who was already sitting next to Yu Wencan, and added three words after saying it slowly, "Be careful." ”

Gu Tingling was stunned, and when she turned around and left, she felt that her bearing seemed to be compared, her heart sank, she bit her lip, and whispered to her back: "xiexie." ”

"You're welcome." This time, Rong Huazheng didn't look at her directly, her kindness was only expressed once, since she didn't want her for the first time, it was not worth her to look at her differently.

"Steward Xia, are the carriages and horses ready to pick up the prince of Xiyan?"

Yu Wencan had to admit that Rong Huazheng's every behavior exuded this fierce self-awareness, she was her, and she was able to shoulder all the responsibilities of herself, which made him a little frightened. He didn't understand what kind of woman it was, what made her have such a powerful self? She seems to be the supreme in the world, and no one can really enter her eyes and disturb her calm and mirror-like heart. This made him feel disordered, but he suppressed this inexplicable irritability and turned to Xiahou aisle