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Ye Zhiwei and Feng Duhan left the Zhenguo Mansion and went directly to the Mingyue Tower in the city. To see the latest chapters of this book, please go to the latest chapter of 800 () to read the full text

When she got there, Ye Zhiwei knew that Feng Duhan had already ordered someone to clear the third floor of Mingyue Tower.

Looking at the shopkeeper's face full of courteous smiles, Ye Zhiwei couldn't help but feel ashamed: This is too extravagant, right? The entire three floors were wrapped.

"Try it, this is the signature dish of Mingyue Tower." Twilight gestured to a plate of vegetarian dishes in the center of the table.

"What is this?" Ye Zhiwei picked up a piece. Look at it in front of your eyes.

"Osmanthus fried bamboo shoots."

Ye Zhiwei put the dish in her mouth, and the faint fragrance spread, which looked very refreshing.

"You also taste the girl's struggle." Ye Zhiwei also picked up a piece and handed it over.

Feng Duhan was just about to hear a man's voice outside the door, "No wonder the shopkeeper said that the third floor has been rented out today, it turns out that the prince is here." ”

Ye Zhiwei raised her head, only to see King Feng Ming Zirconium walking in from outside the door, followed by a person behind him, she couldn't help but be surprised.

The person in the back turned out to be Yan Chengming.

"I didn't expect General Yan to choose another master so soon, it's really gratifying. ( )" The corners of Feng Duhan's lips swept with disdain, he calmly lowered his head and ate the bamboo shoots on Ye Zhiwei's chopsticks into his mouth.

"Shizi is really interested, no wonder he wants to wrap this place, it turns out that he is afraid of being touched by others. [Look at the latest chapter of this book, please come to the irony of the twilight and cold, and Yan Chengming is not annoyed.]

The king of England saw Ye Zhiwei feeding Feng Duhan and eating vegetables, his eyes dimmed slightly.

I haven't seen her for a while, and she seems to be more beautiful than before: her dark eyes are getting brighter and brighter, and her original innocent and playful look has added a little more maturity.

If the original is like a green apple, with an attractive aroma of sweet and sour. Then now she is more like a fresh lychee, tender and juicy. Especially her fair skin, which faintly shimmered with intoxicating brilliance in the light, made people can't help but want to kiss Fangze.

Ye Zhiwei didn't seem to notice the King of England, she tilted her head, smiled and whispered to Feng Duhan. "How does it taste?"

Twilight curled the corners of her lips, "Very good." He had already noticed the king's spicy gaze, and the trace of unhappiness that had just been born in his heart dissipated in Ye Zhiwei's cheerful inquiry.

No matter how many times you go through reincarnation. His little fox will always belong to him, and no one else wants to touch it.

"If this king remembers well...... Today should be Wei'er's birthday, right? The king of England showed a faint smile, and he didn't use the wind and twilight to let go, and sat down directly with Yan Chengming.

Although Feng Duhan didn't say anything, the phoenix's eyes narrowed slightly. [Almost all the books are there.,It's a lot more stable than the average station, and the update is faster.,There's no ads in the whole text.] ]

Ye Zhiwei had long been familiar with his small actions, and knew that he must be unhappy at this time, so he spoke: "Your Royal Highness, now that I am married, I also ask Your Highness not to be commensurate with the lord of the manor in the future. ”

If she hadn't been married, the King of England would still have called her like before, but now that she was the princess, what if she called her like that again...... It's a little too intimate.

This is something that a stingy vinegar jar is extremely unwilling to see.

The British king's face was slightly sluggish, and Yan Chengming on the side intervened for him in a timely manner. said: "Since it is the birthday of the princess, why don't you hold a banquet in the palace and come here, it's too wronged to the princess?" ”

"There are a lot of people in the house, and the noise gives me a headache." Ye Zhiwei was perfunctory on her lips, but she was slandering in her heart: I really can't see that you are a temporary combination halfway, and you cooperate so tacitly, since Yan Chengming dares to kick the prince away, if something happens in the future, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not kick you away.

At this time, the king took out a purse from his body, opened it and took out a jade pendant from it, handed it to Ye Zhiwei and said: "Since it is the birthday of the princess, this king always wants to give something, although this thing is not a valuable thing, but it is very suitable for the princess." ”

Everyone looked at it and saw that the king was holding a piece of mutton fat jade in his hand, which was crystal clear all over, but the only flaw was that there were two red spots on it.

However, this piece of jade was carved into the shape of a jade rabbit, and the two red spots happened to become the two eyes of the rabbit.

In all fairness, any girl can't help but love this cute little trinket when they see it.

Although Ye Zhiwei also thought this thing was very cute, she didn't forget that a certain gentleman sitting opposite her at this time exuded a cold aura all over her body, and she had to try to control the corners of her mouth to prevent it from revealing any emotional changes.

Otherwise, after these two people leave, she will be the unlucky person, and it is difficult to guarantee that her ass will not be opened.

The king of England did not allow her to refuse, and directly placed the jade pendant in front of her. Throw the island to death.

"I didn't expect His Royal Highness to carry such a girl's thing with him." Feng Duhan said sarcastically, "It seems that there must be no shortage of beautiful flowers in the British Palace." ”

King Ying was not annoyed, the moonlight of his eyes fell on Ye Zhiwei's face, showing tenderness, "When the princess was young, the king would give her a gift every birthday, but when I went out today, I accidentally remembered it, and somehow, I sent this thing to my body, it seems that this is the so-called fate." ”

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Ye Zhiwei raised her middle finger angrily in her heart, I think it's almost a bad fate!

"It seems that His Royal Highness is thinking about things?" Yan Chengming laughed heartily, Ye Zhiwei only hated to open the bow left and right, pumping him one hundred and eighty big mouths.

There is a saying that there are three women in one play, but I didn't expect these three men to get together, and there are a lot of scenes.

The corners of Feng Duhan's lips brought a faint sneer: "It's a pity, things are not people." ”

Although these words were short, the King of England's expression was gloomy, "Shizi, I don't know if this king has done something wrong, and the affection between him and Shizi has become so ......"

They have been together since childhood, often in and out of the palace, and can be regarded as friends who talk about everything, although the other reason he interacted with him was because of Concubine Li's orders.

If he wants to gain a firm foothold among the princes, he can't do without the help of the wind and twilight.

But to his surprise, since Feng Duhan joined the army at the age of ten, the relationship between them has become weaker and weaker, and coupled with Ye Zhiwei's relationship, the two have even rarely interacted.

"You didn't do anything wrong...... It's this son who is wrong. Feng Duhan turned his head to look at Ye Zhiwei, and the shadow in his phoenix eyes was swaying, as if he was hiding an indescribable sadness.

When King Ying and Yan Chengming looked at each other, they saw that his eyes were as cold as frost, as if the emotion just now was just an illusion.

Ye Zhiwei's heart couldn't help but tighten.

Unexpectedly, he has been regretting her death in her previous life.

At that time, even she herself did not expect that she would die at the hands of the shadow guard sent by the British king, but she did not blame anyone.

Her life had come to this, and she didn't want to hold grudges in vain.

Feng Duhan's expression was indifferent, but the hand that was on his lap was subconsciously clenched into a fist.

Ye Zhiwei quietly reached over, forcing him to open his hand and dig his fingers into his palm.

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