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didn't wait for Chu Xi to finish.

The man had already walked to Gu Lingchen with great interest.

The female officer of the inner division looked at Gu Lingchen apologetically, and then went to arrange other things, Gu Lingchen's face showed a look similar to loss, and when she saw the depth of the face sitting next to her, she raised her leg and kicked it, "Get away." ”

Rong Jingshen glanced at him indifferently and sat down indifferently, regardless of the changes in the emotions of the men around him.

Gu Lingchen could only drink the stuffy wine one after another.

It's not a taste in my heart for a long time.

Not long after, Rong Yuan, who was dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, appeared in everyone's sight with Su Zhenyan, who was very noble.

Everyone always thought that Su Zhenyan was forced to enter the palace at the beginning, but at this time, Su Zhenyan had a decent and gorgeous smile on her face, shrinking into Rong Yuan's arms like a little woman, and Rong Yuan also had a doting smile on her face.

"Weichen and concubines pay a visit to Your Majesty."

"All of you are seated."

Rong Yuan waved his hand and took Su Zhenyan to sit in the first place, Su Zhenyan's gaze quickly left when he shook Rong Jingshen's face, pretending to be an innocent girl who did not understand the world, "Your Majesty, is this palace banquet for King Jing to pick up the wind and wash the dust?" ”

As soon as this remark came out.

It's quiet.

The smile on the corner of Rong Yuan's mouth ignited, embedding the woman into his arms for a few points, but in the depths of his eyes was a more and more solemn sadness, almost unable to dissolve, "King Jing won the battle, and I naturally want to take the wind and wash the dust for him."

But—what I want to know more is why my ink marks are gone for no reason.

King Jing, what is your explanation for this? ”

The emperor is born with a compelling arrogance, and his gaze seems to be judging the depth of the field.

Chu Xi's nervous eyes locked on Rong Jingshen, and she knew that it would be nothing good for Rong Yuan to hold a palace banquet.

On the other hand.

Rong Jingshen put down the wine cup very indifferently, and if the breeze and the moon were not shocked on his face, he said, "Before, this king has already said to His Majesty—

The death of Moji is nothing more than a bureau set up by the Marquis of Sui in order to divide the relationship between the king and His Majesty. “

Rong Yuan sneered in his heart.

High-sounding rhetoric, do you really think he will believe it?

Ah Shen thought he would believe this set of statements?

"King Jing, but—Lu Sheng told me that it wasn't as you said."

Lu Sheng?

Chu Xi was also confused, didn't Lu Sheng already die in Yangping Pass? At that time, there was no Lu Sheng among the survivors?

Chu Xi's doubts were quickly explained, because a man in a purple official uniform walked from the darkness to the lamplight, and the face of his forties was left with traces of yellow sand on the border, he stepped forward and saluted, "Weichen see Your Majesty, the prince ......."

Rong Yuan seemed to have caught Rong Jingshen's sore feet, and said, "King Jing, I heard Lu Qing say that before Mo Zhen died, he was in the same room as your princess. “

There was a sudden silence around them.

Su Zhenyan held her peach cheeks, staring at Chu Xi with a vicious gaze, and in her phoenix eyes, there was a smile that couldn't be hidden, making her whole person look more and more enchanting.

On the other hand, Chu Xi still had the cold appearance on his face, his nails were embedded in his palm, and when he just wanted to stand up and refute, he received a reassuring gaze from a man, and Chu Xi could only hold back his thoughts.

"That's true." Rong Jingshen's slender black hair fluttered in the wind, looking illusory and ethereal, and his thin lips were still smiling, "But, that's just a thief's delusional attempt to frame him." ”

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