Chapter 62: Prince, are you jealous?
Originally, I just wanted to remind me unintentionally, but as soon as Narong Jingxuan's words fell, I listened to Ling Xiyun in front of me and responded stiffly without raising his head.
"Oh."
Lukewarm, but full of perfunctory feelings! Listening to the surprise, Narong Jingxuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows!
"He's just approaching you."
"Oh."
"He's not a good guy."
"Oh."
"That's all you can say?"
"Oh."
As if he was deliberately working against him, Ling Xiyun's answer from beginning to end was only a flat "oh" word, as if saying one more word was cumbersome, and it couldn't help but make Narong Jingxuan's eyebrows high! I couldn't help but ask softly-
“…… Ling Xiyun, are you angry with this king? ”
"Don't dare."
"Lift your head up and look at the king."
As soon as the words fell, Ling Xiyun raised her head suddenly, opened her eyes as black as ink, and looked directly at Narong Jingxuan's deep pool-like phoenix eyes without evasion!
The corners of her mouth hooked up a mocking smile, Ling Xiyun blinked her eyes, and then suddenly teased.
"Lord, are you jealous?"
As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden silence in the four corners......
After looking at Ling Xiyun's playful little face silently for a few seconds, the undercurrent surging under Narong Jingxuan's deep and cold phoenix eyes, and the frowning brows suddenly and slowly loosened, as if nothing had happened, the thin lips closed lightly, and said lightly.
"This king still has some things to deal with, you go back to the house first."
"I can't imagine that you like me so much, prince!" Knowing that this was not the case, Ling Xiyun deliberately messed with him and blackened him, and then covered her cheeks and secretly laughed.
secretly glanced at him, only to see that Narong Jingxuan's face was suddenly as black as the bottom of a pot.
"Do you still want to leave?"
"Let's go! Of course go, goodbye prince! ”
After speaking, Ling Xiyun turned around and left without looking back, hurriedly left the Imperial Garden, and disappeared in front of Narong Jingxuan's eyes......
Looking at the figure that was getting farther and farther away, Narong Jingxuan's cold eyes were thoughtful.
Rushing back all the way non-stop, Ling Xiyun finally came out of the palace to the gate, and stepped into the carriage without saying a word.
Seeing that Ling Xiyun came back alone, and didn't see the Seventh Prince come back with him, Zhi'er asked in a low voice as soon as he thought about it, and listened to Ling Xiyun say lazily.
"The Seventh Prince, he won't leave yet, let's go back first, leave him alone!"
"Huh?" Zhi'er looked confused after hearing this.
"Ahh Saying that, Ling Xiyun pulled Zhi'er up, and then turned to Xuan Ying next to the carriage and ordered, "You are waiting for him here, do you hear?" ”
Although he didn't know if all this was arranged by the prince, Xuan Ying didn't dare to ask more, so he responded with some embarrassment, "Belong, subordinates obey." ”
After telling everything, Ling Xiyun secretly hooked the corners of her lips, got into the carriage and said to the guard who was driving, "Let's go!" ”
Get! Now when she walks out of the palace, no one can stop her!
Throw the reins of the horse and drive home!
Returning to the palace, Ling Xiyun immediately found a casual piece of clothing to change into, and then instructed Zhi'er, "Zhi'er, I'll go out of the palace, you are here to cover for me, if the prince comes, he will say that I have a stomach and go to the thatched house, and I won't be able to get out for a while!" Tell him to go! Anyway, don't let him know that I'm out of the palace! ”