In the gazebo, Xuanyuan Jingyu looked at this scene and raised his eyebrows.

Then, he suddenly laughed, and the folding fan in his hand fanned one by one

"I really don't know what the Seventh Emperor Brother is in a hurry, so Meng Lang is not afraid of scaring the little princess away?"

As he said this, he looked sideways at the kneeling Sycamore.

Wuye's face was pale, and his body trembled for a moment as he listened to his words.

Her head was so low that Xuanyuan Jingyu couldn't see the look on her face.

Suddenly, our third prince who watched the play felt bored.

Put away the folding fan

"Gone."

With that, he got up and left the pavilion.

The autumn breeze swept through the back garden.

Tomorrow the sun is shining, but why is the sycamore kneeling in the pavilion shivering all the time?

Soon, it was time for the birthday banquet of the Emperor of Jinsha.

Tonight, His Majesty held a feast in the palace to entertain the guests and live with the heavens.

Nan Ji's current identity to the outside world is still an envoy of the Fengyue Kingdom.

In any case, you should go to the inn for tonight's dinner.

The water ring was waiting outside the door, a little anxious.

It's all three poles in the day, why hasn't Her Royal Highness gotten up yet?

Finally, after a long time, I heard a clanging sound from inside.

There was also the voice of Nan Ji's hatred

"Broken beads!"

The voice is a little hoarse, obviously angry, but it always feels a little seductive.

When Shui Huan heard this, he didn't know what he thought, and his face instantly turned red.

She stood in the doorway, a little confused, and it was a long time before she spoke carefully

"Her Royal Highness the Princess?"

Nan Ji snorted twice.

Shui Huan cautiously pushed the door open and walked in, trying to ignore the mess on the ground and the ambiguous aura.

Walk to the bed and wait for the master to change clothes.

About a stick of incense later.

The maids and maids rushed in and quickly tidied up the mess in the house.

Nan Ji also got dressed and sat on a chair.

She was dressed in a goose-yellow shirt, with a walking on her head, leaning against the back of her chair, her eyelids drooping with a lazy casualness.

Just look closely, there are some strange marks on this neck, and the lips, which seem to be swollen.

Shui Huan looked at the master's wilting, looking at the mood in a very ordinary way, and her voice was exceptionally soft

"Your Royal Highness Princess, I'm going to the palace to attend the birthday banquet in the evening, and after lunch, we should go back to the inn."

Hearing this, Nanji's eyelids moved

"Don't eat, let's go now."

Shuihuan was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly responded

"Yes. The slave went to report to the Seventh Highness. ”

As soon as Nanji heard Hanji, she was sullen.

"There's nothing to report, let's go now."

With that, Nan Ji walked out.

As she walked, she touched her heart.

As soon as she touched it, she felt a burst of pain, and she was even more annoyed.

That person still dared to bite her.

It's all bitten, she hurts everywhere now, and she doesn't want to see him at all.

In this way, Nan Ji returned to the post house angrily.

Since she said that she had saved the pearl of the night.

The way he looked at himself became wolf-like.

I don't know if I think she's the one that shines.

Inexplicably, I untied her clothes and kissed the one in my heart.

also asked her to repeat the humiliating history of how she fainted due to excessive blood loss.

As soon as she thought of this, Nan Ji didn't want to see him.

Now I know that I am calling Mrs., why did I go earlier?