Probably there is also fate between them, but as soon as they arrived in the courtyard, they stopped seeing the voice of the second son, as if they were chanting poetry.

Her heart seemed to be moved, and she slowly approached the past, hiding at the rockery, looking at the courtyard of the second son, but just happened to see the moonlight like water spreading on the second son, and he was more like a liner standing in the world like an immortal.

She plucked up her courage and just wanted to get closer, but her wrist was suddenly grabbed, and before she could exclaim, the next moment she was pulled and staggered, and then she raised her head, just in time to crash into the deep eyes of the eldest prince into the ink lake.

"Ahh

She was afraid of alarming others and would call herself the target of public criticism, but she couldn't move, because the eldest prince's hand was now more than just her wrist, and the other hand was already locked on her waist.

The cold smell of his body lingered around her, and he seemed to still have some wine: "Wen Ying? ”

He snorted lightly, raised his head and glanced in Lu Congjing's direction, and his playful gaze fell on her again: "It's not that I ate too much wine, but that you came here on purpose." ”

His voice was silent and playful, but he didn't really want to tease her, after all, when the third prince wanted to do something to her before, his tone was much more lewd than him.

Wen Ying was frightened and didn't believe it, her breathing was a little messy, and although her eyes were dodgy, she felt that according to the temperament of the eldest prince, she should look down on herself.

She had a little confidence, and swallowed in her throat: "The son is angry, and the slave has gone the wrong way." ”

Lu Congqi raised his eyebrows: "You and I are not often in the house, and I don't know the middle of the house?" ”

He repeated the three words with a smile: "The wrong way? ”

Wen Ying's eyelashes trembled slightly, and before she could think of what to say, she saw that the eldest prince's eyes seemed to be a little deeper.

The wine was surging, the warm nephrite was in her arms, and the thin waist was in my own hands, and she looked at him timidly with some watery eyes because of fear.

The feeling of that night was originally vague in Lu Congyi's memory, but when he hugged her again, it suddenly became clear.

His eyes narrowed slightly, since he had already indulged once, it would not hurt to do it again, anyway, sooner or later it would be his.

Move as he pleases, Lu Congyi lowered his head slightly, he wanted to taste what this red lip that he hadn't tasted that night tasted like.

He leaned down slowly, the meaning couldn't be more obvious, Wen Ying's eyes widened, and she pushed his chest hard: "Big boy, you're drunk!" ”

She was afraid, but she didn't dare to shout, for fear of alarming the second son in the courtyard.

Sensing her desperate resistance, Lu Congyi's brows suddenly frowned, and he spoke in a tone of incomprehension and slight anger: "You don't want to?" ”

He relaxed a little, plus he was drunk again, Wen Ying took this opportunity to push him out with a force, and even stumbled a step.

Wen Ying was stunned for a moment, when she met the eyes of the eldest prince, she quickly thought in her mind, if she turned around and ran, she was afraid that she would be caught again in the next moment, she immediately knelt down and slammed her head on the ground: "The eldest prince spares his life!" ”

The tears in her eyes also fell uncontrollably, and then, she was ruthless, afraid that he would do something more out of the ordinary, revealing the secret of her bold act.

"Slave maid, you are already the second son's person."

Lu Congyi's hand clenched a few points, and he made a few noises, and his suppressed anger came from above her head: "When is it?" ”

She dared to hook up with two people at the same time, but he underestimated her.

Lu Cong's killing intent suddenly appeared in his eyes, and those who played tricks on him deserved to die.

"It was on the night of your and the second son's double wedding banquet, in the second son's room." Wen Ying's voice trembled uncontrollably, and she was afraid that he wouldn't believe it, so she hurriedly stumbled and added, "Although...... Although it was only once that night, the slave and maid did not lie to anything, and did not dare to play tricks on your son! ”

I don't know if it's her delusion, but after she said this, there was a sudden silence around her.

In the middle of the night, the eldest prince's original awe-inspiring anger seemed to have dissipated, and he sneered, as if there was still a little helplessness in it.

Lu Congyuan looked at the little person kneeling in front of him, laughed angrily, and scolded in a low voice: "Idiot." ”