The girl was slightly stunned, retreated to a safe distance, and said in a faint voice: "The prince said that he was laughing, why are the courtiers afraid?" ”

Song Jinchao smiled, glanced at the distance between the two, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked helpless: "In fact, last time, in the palace, you saw the thoughts of this king, this king likes you, if you don't like this king, you don't have to avoid this king like this." ”

He looked gentle and friendly: "After all, we can still be friends." ”

Bai Xi was so disgusted by him that he couldn't do it, I don't know how this male protagonist can do the same thing in front of people and one behind the other, and he can still make sense of the ghost that does not disperse.

It's not worth it for the heroine at a point.,I really don't know why the heroine's vision is so bad.,Like this kind of man.。

She immediately grimaced: "The prince is self-respecting, and the courtiers don't like a man whose maid is molested by the minister and is indifferent." ”

As soon as the words came out, the smile on Song Jinchao's face faded slightly, he lowered his eyes, and then raised his eyes and hooked his lips, as if that sentence did not have any specific impact on him, he just smiled lightly: "That's just a servant girl, this king naturally won't take it to heart." ”

After that, he bowed his head slightly, showing his demeanor: "Miss Bai's mood doesn't seem to be very good, so this king will leave first, and when Miss Bai is in a better mood, this king will come to visit again." ”

The little girl grinded her teeth expressionlessly, only thinking that the male protagonist is now like a sentence, "Dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water".

Clearly refused, but the result is not dead!

Whew, that's tenacious.

This baby can't be provoked!

Seeing that people were leaving, Bai Xi hurriedly nodded and drove people away: "The courtiers send off the prince." ”

Song Jinchao turned around with a light smile, his warm and harmless expression faded, and his expression was a little distorted.

In fact, it is not so much that Bai Xi is his white moonlight cinnabar mole, but rather an obsession of his, which is extremely cherished when he does not get it, and becomes dispensable or even disgusting after getting it.

When night falls, there are goose feather snowflakes floating in Chang'an City, and the roofs of every house are covered with a layer of snow-white cotton jackets.

On the palace of the king of Qi, the plum blossoms in the garden exude bursts of fragrance, taking advantage of the ravages of the cold snow, the fragrance is even more fragrant, but it seems that he is unwilling to die in this vast cold, and he wants to leave his own value desperately.

In the pear courtyard, Aunt Li was wearing light clothes, she danced her water sleeves, and the sound of the piano girl came out, and the woman's water snake-like waist shook with the wind, graceful, and then squeezed into the man's arms, and made a shy voice in her mouth.

"Lord Wang, is the concubine dancing well?" She peeled a grape with her delicate hands and put it in the man's mouth.

Song Jinchao looked at her lightly, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but he was also very handsome, he turned over and pressed the person on the couch, didn't say anything, and began to get to the point.

Liuli outside was holding a cold sword, and his body was stiff at the door.

She was guarding the beautiful door of the room for him, and the snowflakes were falling on her shoulders one by one, and half of her body was numb from the cold.

The voice of the woman in her ear who wants to refuse and welcome is the whisper of the man's low and hoarse boudoir.

The minions waiting for the piano girl all retreated, and only Ruri stood alone in the doorway, her beautiful eyes as if they had been completely deprived of color, dull.

In fact, she envied the women who were trapped in the backyard of the deep house.

At least one concubine was called, and the joy was beyond words.

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