Murong Shijing's exaggerated expression and tone made Princess Jiayi come out, and then said to Leng Huaping: "When the palace was at the beginning of the silver screen, it was only as big as you. ”

Princess Jiayi touched Leng Huaping's face, this touch is nostalgic for Leng Huaping, once upon a time, Leng Yinping also spoke so dotingly.

"Don't be sad, princess, just live in the moment." After being reborn, Leng Huaping cherishes this hard-won life very much.

"It's the same, it's still you can see it clearly." Princess Jiayi sighed, took an invitation from the personal maid and handed it to Leng Huaping and said, "This year's weather is exceptionally cold, and the red plums in the palace are about to bloom." ”

When Leng Huaping took the invitation, her eyes were a little moist, and she finally had to wait for her Mei Lang.

The red invitation was written in bold font "The Eighth Day of the Lunar Month", and Princess Jiayi was not polite, and also handed it to Leng Yuping and Leng Baiping.

"Thank you, Princess Jiayi." The two saluted happily, and took Princess Jiayi's post to show that they could also go to King Jing's Mansion to visit Hongmei, the main thing is to meet those noble children.

Especially the cold white screen, she directly put the invitation in her heart to show her importance.

Murong Shijing looked at it and secretly pulled the cold painting screen over and asked in a low voice: "Little four~ Your sister hasn't seen anything in the world!" An invitation to be happy like this? ”

"Makes you laugh!" Leng Huaping's cold eyes glanced at Leng Baiping, Leng Baiping then accepted his expression beyond words, and at the same time looked at this Murong Shijing and wondered: "Why do you call me Xiaosi again?" ”

"Leng Si doesn't sound good, he screams rusty, it's still Xiao Si who sounds good, anyway, you're younger than me!" Murong Shijing looked like a big sister, and Princess Jiayi shook her head frequently, not knowing who could lower the little overlord!

"In the future, my sister will cover you! Haha~" Murong Shijing smiled presumptuously.

Princess Jiayi said, "I'm a little tired from sitting." ”

"Then Yuping will accompany Princess Jiayi for a walk!" Leng Yuping saw the opportunity to stand up and speak, and when she saw that Princess Jiayi nodded without objection, she raised her head proudly at Leng Huaping.

"Does your sister have a habit of looking at people with her nostrils?" Murong Shi's cold questioning made Leng Huaping laugh.

"Isn't it like a proud peacock?" The cold painting screen asked rhetorically.

"Yes, yes, yes! It's a pity that peacocks are all in vain. Murong Shi answered.

Leng Baiping on the side listened to their conversation, and only felt that it was too blatant to say bad things about people behind it, so he couldn't help but be affected, Leng Baiping took the invitation and went back to the courtyard of the second room.

"Let's go, but look at my yard, I haven't invited you to the yard for so long!" It is rare for Leng Huaping to get such an interesting friend from Murong Shijing, so he naturally has to entertain him well.

"Okay!"

When Leng Huaping led Murong Shijing to his courtyard again, he went out halfway to bite the gold.

"Shijing, why are you here?" Seeing that Murong Shijing was also there, Zhou Yuming couldn't help but ask.

"I'm curious, why is Brother Chu Wang standing in front of Xiao Si's courtyard?" Murong Shijing's expression was a little bored, and he asked dissatisfiedly.

"This ......" Zhou Yuming hadn't figured out how to answer yet.

Leng Huaping had already seen through her thoughts, but she was just here to express her false appreciation, and then asked to marry herself to get the support of Xiangye and win the biggest situation for herself to ascend the throne.

Leng Huaping didn't speak, but looked at Zhou Yuming for a long time, thinking of Zhou Yuming in his previous life in order to marry her, he didn't hesitate to lie and deceive her that she was her Meilang.

But now seeing Zhou Yuming, what reminds Leng Huaping is Xiao Jiuzhong's back.

His back always has to coincide with someone in his memory.