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Chu Xi retracted his hand and smiled innocently and harmlessly, "I know." ”

No matter how many contradictions there are between them, Chu Xi will not show it in front of others, and letting others see him as a joke has always been a practice of low emotional intelligence.

So she still smiled, but the smile didn't reach the bottom of her eyes.

Wait until the man enters the inner sanctum.

Chu Xi wiped her lips with a handkerchief, but there was a figure enveloping her, and Chu Xi knew who it was just by looking at the cloth.

She raised her chin slightly, and her unwavering gaze fell on Rong Moji's slightly lost face, and said, "Imperial nephew, don't you know that you are blocking the sight of others?"

Rong Moji's hand holding the wine cup gradually became stronger, and even a crack appeared on the celadon wine glass.

He tried to hold back the restless emotions in his heart and said, "Aunt Huang, don't you want to have a drink with me, do you?" ”

Chu Xi does not have the habit of drinking, the ancient wine is much higher than the modern wine, she is basically poured in two glasses in modern times.

In ancient times, a glass was estimated to be drunk and unconscious, especially - the object of her toast was still Rong Moji.

"Ink marks—" Chu Xi pursed his lower lip lightly, and his cheeks were stained with a smile, "I just don't want to drink, so what, I don't want to drink, do you want to beat me?" ”

"You ......"

He had already deigned to come here with a wine jug, but Chu regretted not giving him face like this, not to mention that there were so many people in this Jinhua Palace, how could he let others see his jokes?

"What is the imperial aunt saying, the palace knows that the imperial aunt is not strong enough to drink, so the imperial aunt's glass of wine, the palace also took care of it by the way."

He poured himself a glass of wine, drank it, and then leaned down to get the cup on the table.

was pushed away by the woman's hand.

Chu Xi was wearing a wide-sleeved aqua dress today, and when he pushed his hand, the red sleeves brushed over the cup.

Bang.

The emerald cup fell, gurgling and rolling down the carpet.

It's clear – it's a face-saving experience.

There was a sinister and ruthless aura that diffused around the man, Rong Mochen laughed angrily, and threatened in a low voice, "Aunt Huang—don't be embarrassed.

To put it nicely, you are Princess Jing, but who doesn't know that Uncle Huang only has Su Guifei in his heart......"

Chu Xi felt annoyed when he heard the fly buzzing, stood up sullenly, and then raised his foot and coldly kicked the low table in front of him.

There was a shrill sound, and the hall instantly fell silent, and the eyes of the people who ate melons were all on Chu Xi and Rong Moji.

In other words, some people stared at this place intently at the beginning, after all, who in Chang'an City didn't know that Princess Jing had a relationship with His Royal Highness in the past.

Rong Moji stood in place stunned, those anxious eyes stared at his back, making him feel a little embarrassed in vain, he touched his nose in a sneer, and said, "You don't give me face like this?" ”

Chu Xi brushed past him and sneered, "People naturally want to give face—but, what are you?" Are you embarrassed to let me give you face? ”

Chu Xi has never been the kind of merciful when he speaks, Rong Mo's not very handsome face immediately turned into a big chrysanthemum, he saw that Chu Xi was leaving, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab Chu Xi.

But the woman avoided his touch, and there was no trace of warmth in her eyes.

To be more precise, although she is alive now, she is equivalent to a soulless walking corpse, and her face is numb, but the more such a woman, the more it will make men have a desire to conquer.

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