Leng Huaping thought of getting into his carriage after a few words of cold greeting, while Leng Xingping looked at Leng Huaping expectantly, hoping that Leng Huaping could give her a little face in front of His Royal Highness the King of Chu and let her ride together.

Leng Huaping hesitated and nodded, and heard Zhou Yuming's voice coming: "It just so happens that this king is also going back, so it's better to be together!" ”

Before Leng Huaping's words of refusal came out, he heard Leng Xingping's joyful voice of approval: "Okay, good, this is really Xingping's honor!" With His Royal Highness the King of Chu going back together, this road will definitely be peaceful. ”

Leng Huaping really didn't want to look at Leng Xingping's idiotic appearance, so he got into the carriage directly, thus ignoring Zhou Yuming's hot gaze.

"Then Xingping will get into the carriage first." Leng Xingping got into the carriage full of hope, and saw Leng Huaping's face that seemed to be smeared with black charcoal.

"What's wrong with my sister?" Leng Xingping asked in a low voice, and slowly set off with the carriage.

"Sister Xingping, you also know what kind of urine sex I have, I said some things directly." Leng Huaping looked at Leng Xingping with his hands crossed, "You want to find a powerful minister, I don't object." But if it threatens the life and death of the Prime Minister's Mansion, I will kill you! ”

Leng Huaping's words were not amazing, so frightened that Leng Xingping was dumbfounded, and when she reacted, Leng Huaping had already closed her eyes and closed her eyes to recuperate.

Thinking about the time when the eldest aunt and Sister Yinping had not passed away, Leng Huaping was indeed direct and not brainy, but how could he ever say such lofty words, and it was full of blood.

But thinking about His Royal Highness the King of Chu riding a horse outside, Leng Xingping's face couldn't help it, she believed that she would definitely be able to join the King of Chu's Mansion.

Obviously, the eyes of the pretending sleep Leng Huaping secretly squinted at Leng Xingping, and sure enough, he still didn't hear her words.

Is power that good? It's not yet a graveyard to attract traps.

Soon, the Prime Minister's Mansion arrived, and Zhou Yuming parted ways with them at the city gate.

Leng Xingping secretly lifted the curtain and looked at the direction in which Zhou Yuming's horse was leaving.

"I said Sister Xingping, if you don't want to be embarrassed, I still have a face!" Leng Huaping looked at Leng Xingping's action, and couldn't help but say.

After all, in the Great Jin Kingdom, although the defense of men and women is not serious, it will still be said when the curtain of the carriage is lifted and you look out.

Leng Xingping blushed and explained: "I directly want to see if His Royal Highness the King of Chu has anything to do." ”

"Joke, this is Kyoto City, and he's a prince. Will he still be in trouble? Leng Huaping said sarcastically, the hot Leng Xingping's face turned even redder, and he got out of the carriage directly in shame and ran to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Miss, why do you say that about Miss Xingping!" Silver Candle asked as he got out of the carriage with Leng Huaping.

"If I don't say that, I will be the one who is criticized for lifting the curtain to see the prince!" The cold painting screen also deliberately emphasized, "My face is very thin." ”

Miss! When you say this, it is enough to see the thickness of your skin. What's more, you are one of the "four young gentlemen" in Beijing, do you still have a face?

Of course, this complaint naturally did not dare to say it.

Leng Huaping went to Yuci Courtyard to return to the old lady's trip to Huangjue Temple, and was called back to her Meiluo Courtyard to rest by the old lady's concern, of course, she ignored the existence of Zhou Yuming, and only said what the old lady wanted to hear.