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"Young master, it's a big deal! Miss Xingping and the prince were lying on the bed without an inch of clothing, and were ...... was personally caught by Xiangye and His Royal Highness the King of Chu, and the matter was very troublesome, and this matter was already known to the emperor. Shui Bo felt that it was good to happen whenever this matter happened, but it was at the wedding of the King of Chu, but this matter was still the prince and Leng Xingping, and it was known by the emperor again.

Shui Bo's concerns, Leng Qingfeng has already understood, this is afraid that from now on, the girl in the Prime Minister's Mansion will be accused of a shameless crime, and the person she will marry in the future will be even more difficult to find.

At this time, Leng Qingfeng had to consider Xiao Jiuzhong, who had been in love with Leng Huaping for a long time, but Xiao Jiuzhong's life experience was more or less troublesome.

"In that case, Flowey. Get up, brother is waiting for you outside. After Leng Qingfeng finished speaking, he stood in the courtyard of Meiluo Courtyard with Shui Bo and waited for Leng Huaping to change his clothes and come out.

Leng Huaping was dressed by Silver Candle, and Silver Candle began to say again: "Miss, did we see the scene where Miss Xingping took the prince away, so something happened?" ”

"That's how it should be." Leng Huaping thought that only in this case could the prince come over.

"Then Xiangye asked Miss to come over, could it be that he knew that we saw it and didn't stop it?" Silver Candle said worriedly.

"No, it won't." Leng Huaping said categorically, "If I go over to ask for the guilt, I won't call my brother again." ”

"What did the Xiangye call the young lady and the young master over for!" Silver Candle was very worried, afraid that the cold painting screen would be wronged a little.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine." After Leng Huaping finished speaking, he had already dressed and walked out.

"Brother, let's go!" When the cold painting screen came out, Leng Qingfeng was talking to Shui Bo.

"You can do it, Huahua, let's go!" Leng Qingfeng left with Leng Huaping, and Shui Bo also left here.

A low cry in the front hall of the Prime Minister's Mansion was a gentle but noisy person's upset.

"Don't cry!" The old lady was annoyed by the noise, and whispered softly.

"Grandmother, it's not me!" Leng Xingping knelt on the ground, explained in a low voice, and then looked at His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who was sitting on the side and covering his headache.

"What, is it still Hongu?" His Royal Highness the Crown Prince glanced at Leng Xingping, and there was only deep disgust in his eyes.

Leng Xingping shook his screen, shrank in fear, lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince looked at Leng Xingping's eyes full of disgust, and during the Mid-Autumn Festival Palace banquet, he thought that this woman was quite cute, but now he feels the same as the woman in the Qinglou.

At this time, Leng Huaping and Leng Qingfeng came over together, "Dad." The two men shouted in unison.

"Come on, sit down." Leng Shanshui said, looking ahead, as if he was still waiting for someone.

After a while, the second aunt Li Qinglian rushed over, panting and seeing Leng Xingping kneeling on the ground, looking at the cold-faced old lady and Leng Shanshui, she was a little flustered, "Mother, what's wrong with my brother, how can I make Xingping kneel!" ”

"Ask her yourself, what's going on!" Leng Shanshui didn't even look at Leng Xing Screen with a single look.

"What's wrong?" Li Qinglian pulled Leng Xingping and looked at her, and quickly understood from Leng Xingping's eyes what was going on.

But Leng Xingping still whispered, after all, you have to do a full set of plays.

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