"I heard that the case of Chu Changqing was personally supervised by the seventh prince? Min Nu is really curious Is it true that he overcharged the soldiers, as is rumored? "


    Zhao Wanxi pretends to be calm and casual, and tries to find out the man''s way of speaking.


    Leng Jun''s eagle eyes suddenly opened, and suddenly raised his hand to buckle the woman''s small hand on his shoulder. With a little effort, Zhao Wanxi was dragged from behind to the front by him, and suddenly fell to his leg.


    It turns out that Zhao Wanxi''s body is still empty, and her hands and feet are still weak. Now she is imprisoned by a man. She can''t move at all. She only feels the unique breath of a man.


    Leng junao''s beautiful face is pressing her, and her thin lips are almost close to her -


    "if you have nothing to do with me, you don''t want to intercede with Chu Changqing, do you? Don''t tell me that you are still in love with him. "


    The man''s voice was very light, but the air between them was full of danger. Zhao Wanxi was so tightly hugged by him that her heart began to panic again, and her tongue rolled up in a clumsy way -


    "who is still in love with him? Don''t talk nonsense, seventh prince. There has never been any love between me and that Chu Changqing. "


    Leng junao is still black face, word by word: "it''s said that one night husband and wife a hundred days, you want to go around the bend to our king for Chu Changqing, how can we believe that you have no love for him?"


    Zhao Wanxi suddenly got angry. Xiumei picked her eyebrows and asked: "how about the seventh prince? A woman hasn''t slept with her husband once. What kind of husband and wife is this


    The man''s deep ink eyes flashed a trace of demon spirit, and his thick eyebrows raised slightly: "you say You haven''t slept


    Zhao Wanxi looked at him coldly, with a look of contempt.


    In the face of her rudeness, Leng Jun Ao is not angry but smiles. Cen Leng''s thin lips are slowly raised, and her cold eagle eyes are gradually covered with warmth.


    How moody! Zhao Wanxi is really a bit unpredictable.


    "What do you want the king to do with him?"


    Leng Jun Ao slowly straightened up, holding her arms, but still circled, did not mean to let go.


    Zhao Wanxi was surprised by this question. She gave a cold and unfriendly response: "the daughter of the people dare not speak any more. The seventh prince can do whatever he wants to do."


    Leng Jun''s star eyes twinkled and his tone softened obviously: "angry?"


    Zhao Wanxi let him hold, although not struggling, but through the sparse cold: "people dare not."


    The man narrowed his eyes and stared at her thoughtfully for a few seconds. The woman was obviously angry and refused to admit it.


    All right!


    "What do you want me to do with Chu Changqing? You are my king. "


    Leng junao''s mellow and deep voice shows compromise, and the dark pool is full of helplessness.


    Is it true that Zhao Wan can''t tell the truth when he stares at the mainland like a man?


    Leng junao was a little uneasy when she stared at him. He cleared his throat and added: "before I go back, I''ll speak quickly!"


    Zhao Wanxi was immediately amused by his lovely expression, and her smile was like a flower: "the seventh Prince has always said a lot. I''m not afraid of your repentance!"


    Leng junao suddenly found that he really seemed to be killed by this heartless girl!