Chapter 57: She Fell in Love with Him

The moonlight was shining, and Wen Qingyun stood there in a red robe, leaning over and looking at Helan Wei gently. His red lips, thin as cicada's wings, had a seductive smile.

Helan blushed slightly from his staring, turned her head away, and stopped looking at him: "What is the position in your heart, of course it is...... Princess. ”

"Oh...... That's right. ”

Wen Qingyun leaned down, her face was about to be pressed on top of her, and said jokingly: "That's good, Weiwei continues to be the princess, and let the princess of the southern kingdom be the concubine, okay?" ”

Helan heard this, and for some reason, she knew that Wen Qingyun was teasing her, but these words were like nails, poking them into her heart one by one.

She didn't want Wen Qingyun to marry a concubine, not at all.

What the hell is wrong with her?

Thinking, she was silent for a moment, and then spat out only two words: "Whatever you want." ”

With that, she bypassed Wen Qingyun and walked forward alone.

She wanted to stop him from marrying the princess of the southern kingdom, but what qualifications did she have? Six princesses? She is just a lonely soul, she is not Helan Susu, and she and Wen Qingyun are not husband and wife.

Thinking of this, she felt inexplicably irritable, she actually hated herself a little bit.

Seeing this, Wen Qingyun's handsome mouth hooked a beautiful arc. He turned around and chased after him.

He grabbed Helan Wei's simple little hand, her hand was soft and tender, like a glutinous rice dumpling, just holding it like this, his heart was about to melt.

Only then did Helan Wei notice that he had been holding her like this all the way. His hands are big, but they're warm. The unique peach blossom fragrance on his body is also fatally good.

Wen Qingyun is a fatal temptation. It makes you want to get closer.

Helan Wei suddenly realized that she seemed to be about to fall into this trap called Wen Qingyun.

She, probably, liked him.

"Yo, isn't this the sixth prince and the sixth princess? It's really good Yaxing. ”

Helan was thinking about it, and suddenly, a crisp female voice broke in.

She followed the prestige and saw a beautiful woman in a pale pink flower dress, looking at her and Wen Qingyun jokingly.

When Wen Qingyun saw the visitor, the fox's eyes narrowed slightly, "Concubine Ling, she is also a good Yaxing." ”

Concubine Ling, the emperor's gentle pillow celebrity. But at the same time, she is also the master of the Jade Lady Hall of the Night Pavilion, Lu Lingxi.

That's right, Wen Qingyun infiltrated the power of the Night Pavilion into his father's bed.

"Alas, Hao Yaxing can't be counted, it can only be regarded as coming out to relax. The emperor has not been in good health in recent days, and the palace is also very worried. By the way, the fourth prince often comes to see the emperor, and you also learn from your fourth brother and accompany the emperor more. Lu Lingxi said with disgust.

It sounded like an ordinary consolation and blame, but Wen Qingyun extracted the message that Lu Lingxi wanted to convey.

Wen Yizhan has been in and out of the palace more frequently these days, and he is afraid that he is planning something.

"Qingyun understands."

"Alas, the other palaces will not repeat themselves, I won't be early, and the palace will go back to the palace to rest."

After speaking, Lu Lingxi left with the palace maid.

When Lu Lingxi walked away, Wen Qingyun turned his head to look at Helan Wei, he hooked his lips and smiled, under the silver moonlight, he was as beautiful as a fairy.

"Weiwei, let's go home."

And at this time, Nan Yanchu and Nan Qinyou were on the way back to Yanshou Palace, but they made a trip to bite the gold halfway.

"Hey! The blue-eyed one! Stop for Hongu! ”

When the envoys heard this, they thought in their hearts who was so arrogant and dared to call His Royal Highness the Crown Prince like this, and they all looked back.

Nan Yanchu turned his head, and when he saw the person clearly, he couldn't help frowning his good-looking brows.