Lian Zhenzhen was helpless, so he had to take a screenshot of his voting situation to prove his innocence.

originally thought that this matter had stopped, but I didn't expect Li Xuan'er's fans to be dissatisfied, and threatened that the vote might have been cast by Lian Zhenzhen.

Even the real support is just a vote, why are they so excited?

Can anyone still exercise the right of veto?

Lian Zhenzhen breathed a sigh of relief, and after thinking about it, he turned off the Weibo comments. Since entering the comedian industry in the entertainment industry, Lian Zhenzhen's mentality has become very strong. But no matter how strong a person is, he doesn't like to be chased and scolded every day.

In the afternoon, someone on the Internet found out that the person who voted for Lian Zhenzhen had the ID [Howie-Y], and the IP showed that it was located in the palace.

So the entry [Lian Zhenzhen Palace] was on the hot search again.

[How can the IP of the vote be located in the royal palace?] Could it be the queen or the prince who voted for it? 】

[I think it was voted by the people in the palace, after all, the queen doesn't have this leisure, and the prince is still studying in country Z! ] 】

[It must be a subordinate in the palace!] I guess it's still a subordinate with not very good eyes! 】

Netizens reached a consensus that it was the people in the palace who voted for it, so they went to Howie-Y's Weibo to stir up trouble.

After Lian Zhenzhen went back, he lay down on the bed to rest, his limbs were weak, he was in a trance, and he didn't know much about what happened on the Internet.

At night, there was a knock at the door.

Lian Zhenzhen lifted the quilt, sleepy-eyed, opened the door, and saw that the person who came was Gu Ci.

Gu Ci is always dressed in formal clothes, dressed very decently, with an elegant and decent smile on his face. It's just that the perennial pink bow tie adds a bit of a sassy atmosphere to him.

"Miss Lian, Mr. is not in a happy mood tonight, please drive you to relieve his boredom."

Lian Zhenzhen didn't ask anything, nodded, turned around and picked up the joke book, and after getting into the car, he fell asleep in a daze.

After arriving at the place, Gu Ci woke up Lian Zhenzhen.

Lian Zhenzhen tried hard to open his misty eyes, smiled awkwardly, followed Gu Ci, and went to the third floor of Jincheng.

As soon as she walked into the room, she sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

The white glass chandelier is only open, and the atmosphere is a little gloomy. In the distance, on a black leather couch, the mysterious man was facing away from her, looking at the giant portrait of the queen on the wall.

Gu Ci bowed over and replied to the mysterious man.

The mysterious man nodded, then picked up the wine glass in front of him and took a sip with his head tilted slightly. Every move, elegant and noble, like a high emperor.

Gu Ci turned around and left, and in the room, only Lian Zhenzhen and the mysterious person were left in the blink of an eye.

Lian Zhenzhen bowed to the portrait of the queen, sat down behind the mysterious man, coughed lightly, and took out the joke book from his bag, only to realize that he was in a hurry and took the wrong thing.

Now I don't have a joke book at all, but a fanfiction "The Prince and His Women" written by myself on the BOB website in my spare time.

Lian Zhenzhen's complexion changed dramatically.

Feng Yu didn't hear her voice, he looked sideways slightly, his deep eyes were a little bit blank, and he looked at Lian Zhenzhen.

Lian Zhenzhen immediately squeezed out a mechanical smile, and caught a glimpse of the mysterious man's face was no longer wearing the inverted triangle mask, but a copper-colored mask that matched the shape of the face.

She couldn't help but be a little surprised, how did she change her mask?

Feng Yu noticed her scrutinizing gaze, narrowed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were pursed, as if he was a little displeased.

Isn't she still satisfied with this mask?

Lian Zhenzhen hurriedly pinched his throat and repeated the joke he had said some time ago.

According to Gu Ci, as soon as she pinched her throat and spoke, the mysterious person was in a very happy mood.

Even Zhenzhen privately thought that he was a voice control.

Well, it's still a voice control with a special hobby for Donald Duck's voice.

Lian Zhenzhen felt that the mysterious person was in a bad mood tonight, she described it vividly and told a lot of jokes, but the other party never reacted much.

At the end, Lian Zhenzhen couldn't help but snort, and his voice became soft, like catkins, gently brushing other people's skin, leaving a faint tingling feeling.

After she finished Hatche, she couldn't stop sneezing.

Feng Yu's body moved, his eyes secretly looked at her, remembering that she had a high fever yesterday......

He stood up, his figure straight and straight, dressed in black, which made him look majestic and unapproachable.