Chapter 895: Forced Smile

At the beginning, Yueli once told Su Yuqing that Yue Xuanji's beauty is absolutely unlimited, and even she can't compare to it, but she didn't take it seriously, after all, Leng Yuchen didn't care about Yue Xuanji, and today, the moment Yue Xuanji took off the veil, she knew how stupid her self-confidence was.

The woman in front of her, with a beautiful figure wrapped around her red Luo skirt, a water-like gauze belt and a manly waist, and her skin resembled snow. She smiled slightly shy and charming, smart and slightly enchanting and ignorant ink pupils, glowing with a pearl-like luster, clear as a stream under the ice, not stained with a trace of the dirt of the world, but tempted to can't help but want to hug her into her arms.

Her eyelashes are long and thick, slightly upturned like a fan, her nose is as small as jade, her pink lips are as beautiful as cherry blossoms, and her pink color is shining with a crystal color, and she bends lightly to create a beautiful arc. Ruyu's earlobes have fiery red tassel pendants, which are light and light, and can dance slowly with a little wind.

She stood on the main hall so shyly and timidly, which made all the princes and officials obsessed, and even more so, compared Su Yuqing with Yue Xuanji.

"One is dignified and generous, the other is enchanting and charming, but they are all the color of the city and the posture of the country, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is really a blessing!"

"Of course, you don't look at who His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is, that is the prince who unified our Tianxuan Kingdom, I heard that he had defeated the famous martial arts general Xue Yihan before, and even captured him alive, if not...... Hey. ”

In the main hall, everyone was in an uproar and got carried away to discuss.

Yue Xuanji smiled, looked at Su Yuqing, whose face was slightly stiff, with a soft gaze like water, and then moved lightly towards Leng Yuchen step by step.

Leng Yuchen sat quietly on the seat, looking at the woman walking towards him with a smile.

Yue Xuanji walked slowly in front of him, stretched out her slender jade hand, picked up the wine glass in front of him with an extremely soft attitude, and gently brought it to his lips.

"His Royal Highness the Prince......" Yue Xuanji's voice was already sweet and moving, not to mention that a little charm was deliberately added to it, and it made people's bones crispy.

In addition, she has a beautiful appearance, a bewitching posture, and a red dance dress that is even more coquettish, how can ordinary men stand this?

Leng Yuchen lowered his eyes and looked at Yue Xuanji's soft and silky eyes lightly. Yue Xuanji kept holding the cup and gave it to his lips, seemingly very patient.

Su Yuqing's hand hidden in his sleeve was tightly clenched into a fist, the green tendons on the back of his pale hand exploded, and his long fingertips were pinched into his palm without realizing it.

Leng Yuchen watched it for a long time, and the hall became more and more quiet, until it was so quiet that it was cold and silent, his thin lips opened slightly, and he drank the wine in the cup with her jade-like little hand.

The fingernails hidden in the sleeves suddenly broke in two, and the blood slowly flowed out of the jade white palm.

Yue Xuanji was overjoyed, muttered, and threw herself into Leng Yuchen's arms in public, her snow-white jade arms wrapped around his neck, her body was as soft as a light veil, softly nestled in his arms, and whispered obsessively: "His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

Suddenly, several eyes instantly shot towards Su Yuqing.

Even though blood had flowed from the palm hidden in the sleeve, Su Yuqing's face was still peaceful and natural, even with a graceful smile, the phoenix eyes like water were shining, and she looked at the wine glass in front of her lightly, as if she didn't care about her husband's arms, and was hugging other women.

Leng Yutan lowered his eyes again, and then he stood up and walked out. He didn't want to see her smile and smile, and he couldn't stand the weakness of his powerlessness.