finally waited until the eighth day of the sixth lunar month, Ling Wanwan changed into a blue dress, coiled up the green silk and held the Luo fan in her hand, and took the birthday gift to Su Yunqing, and sat in the carriage to King Ye's mansion.

The people queuing up in front of the palace to enter the palace were all the female dependents of the high-ranking families in Beijing, and after Ling Wanwan handed over the post, she walked into the mansion.

The courtyard is full of hiring, and the mat is a curved water flowing seat, which is not elegant and chic.

Su Yunqing was standing on the covered bridge to greet the guests, and Murong Ye was by her side.

Murong Ye looked up and saw her.

Seeing her wearing a pink blue dress, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.

When she sat down, a servant walked around behind her and quietly handed her a note.

"After the banquet, see you in the side hall."

Ling Wanwan clutched the note in her hand, fidgeting.

An hour later, Murong Ye leaned close to Su Yunqing and whispered a few words in his ear before getting up and leaving.

Ling Wanwan stared at the wine glass in front of her, the wine was so bold that she picked it up and poured it into her throat, and quietly slipped away from the table.

Su Yunqing lowered her head and chewed the pastry unhurriedly, her eyes pretending not to easily sweep Ling Wanwan's position, and the seat was empty.

In the side hall, Murong Ye was already waiting inside.

Ling Wanwan pushed open the door of the hall and walked in.

"The king thought you wouldn't come."

Seeing her obediently going to the appointment, Murong Ye was very satisfied.

"Fourth prince, my eldest brother..."

"Shh

Before Ling Wanwan finished speaking, he put his hand against his lips, "It's a good day, don't say these annoying words." ”

"Today, as long as you obediently listen to this king, this king promises to send your eldest brother lightly."

He wrapped his arms around her waist and ran his fingers lightly over her silky jaw.

There is only one way to deal with this kind of man.

Ling Wanwan's eyes rippled, and she bit her lip lightly, "But the little girl is not married yet, if she gives her body to you for nothing..."

"Marry this king, this king wants you."

He drank the wine, and now he was like a demon.

Ling Wanwan stared at his bewitching face, and a chill ran down her spine. She pretended to push him away and tugged back and forth with him.

In the end, he took him into his arms.

He stared at her crimson face in fascination.

"Bang-"

Suddenly, his eyes went dark, and he fell onto Ling Wanwan's shoulder.

Chunying held the inkstone in her hand, trembling like a sifting chaff, frightened.

"Miss, have you fainted..."

The first time she had done such a thing, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Dizzy, don't be afraid, he can't die."

In contrast, Ling Wanwan was very calm.

She had moved the person to the chair.

Chunying reacted at this time and hurriedly gave her inkstone.

Ling Wanwan held Murong Ye's hand and signed the prepared pleadings.

When he left the side hall, not a single guard saw him.

Ling Wanwan clearly remembered that when she entered the side hall, there were two guards standing at the door.

"Childe, the person left from the back door of King Ye's mansion."

After Pei Xiao finished his salute, Zhao Huaiyi got up from the tea chair.

On the way home, Chunying asked her, "Miss, when did you become so bold?" ”

The scene just now made Chunying afraid when she thought about it.

"Was I very timid before?"

She asked.

Chunying pursed her lips and nodded.

"Miss used to be a person who didn't even dare to contradict a word. Now..."The latter words don't need to be said by Chunying, Ling Wanwan knows what they mean.

"I probably practiced it in the palace."

Ling Wanwan lowered her head and drank tea, hiding the abnormality on her face.

After thinking about it, she decided to take the complaint to Zhao Huaiyi.

Although he clearly refused, the only person she could think of who had the ability to take away the guards of Prince Ye was him.

"This time I studied well, and I didn't ask others for help?"

Zhao Huaiyi leaned on the chair and turned over the book in his hand.

"As long as you are willing to save my eldest brother, you can do whatever you want."

Ling Wanwan handed him a petition of appeal.

"For you, Benjun seems to have done everything, right?"

His humiliating words came suddenly, making Ling Wanwan's face blush.

"I'm not going to resist."

She was silent for a long time before she spoke shyly.

Zhao Huaiyi put down the book, moved the chair back, Ling Wanwan grabbed the hem of his clothes, and sat on his lap in understanding.

He stroked her hot cheeks, his fingers were slightly cool, warm and cold, Ling Wanwan slowly closed her eyes.

"Let's go back first."

His voice was hoarse.

Ling Wanwan suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes had returned to their former coldness, this time he didn't do anything, just touched her face.

Ling Wanwan gritted her teeth and took the initiative to kiss him.

He pushed him away and stopped, "Go back first." ”