When did the seventh Prince become so serious!


    Zhao Wanxi couldn''t help admiring him: "people say it''s serious."


    Seeing that she was worried about herself, Leng junao''s mood was inexplicable. The smile on her lips was more and more deep: "don''t worry! This time, my father will not punish me, but will reward me a lot. "


    Smell speech, Zhao Wanxi apricot eyes rub bright, not punish but reward? Thinking carefully, why did she almost forget about Lou liefeng?


    "You caught Lou liefeng?"


    Leng junao nodded and lowered his voice, adding a meaningful sentence: "there are also the two people you call to clean up. I also left them for you."


    He was talking about the big long face and the small short man. As soon as Zhao Wanxi thought of the two men, her chest became angry, and her mood could not be calmed any more.


    "Those two hooligans, I have to give them a good look."


    Zhao Wanxi muttered to herself, but when she heard this, Leng junao''s face immediately sank.


    "What have they done?"


    Zhao Wanxi glanced at him lightly. Looking at his face, he was already so angry now. If she told him the whole story, she would be even more angry.


    "Cough! The seventh prince will not want to know, or... "


    But her words haven''t finished, Leng junao has already jumped up from the bed and walked towards the door without looking back.


    "Hello! Leng junao, where are you going? "


    "If you don''t say it, naturally someone will say it..."


    Leng junao''s intuition is that things are definitely not simple. Zhao Wanxi calls a roll to deal with the two people himself. He wants to find out what they have done to his woman.


    The door closed. Zhao Wanxi looked at the direction where the man''s back disappeared. She was speechless!


    In the middle of the night, he got up to find someone to settle accounts. The seventh prince was really willful.


    Until dawn, Leng junao didn''t turn back. Zhao Wanxi couldn''t sleep. After getting up and washing, she went out to look for him.


    "Yucui, do you know where the seventh Prince has gone?"


    "It''s like we''re interrogating prisoners. It started before dawn!"


    Yucui pointed to the north corner of Qionghua Palace: "Wanxi girl walked along, listening to the voice will know which room it is."


    Just as Yu Cuiru expected, the strange cry of ghosts and wolves can tell which room the prisoner was interrogated from at a glance.


    Zhao Wanxi''s figure appeared outside the corridor, and the guard at the door whispered to the house: "seventh prince, here comes Wanxi girl!"


    Only heard inside low spread a: "give them cover a shame, continue..."


    Zhao Wanxi pushed the door and entered. As soon as she entered, she smelled a strong sweet fragrance of fengmi, and her water eyes flashed a confused color.


    "Ah -"


    "Oh -"


    "seven princes, spare your life!"


    "Girl, spare your life. It''s all small mouthed. Small ones should be damned!"


    Zhao Wanxi looked in the direction and saw the big long face and the small short man standing opposite each other. A long cloth with a width of more than one foot, waist to arm, stood in front of them to hide her shame. This cloth should have been pulled up before she entered the house.


    Their bodies were covered with honey, and the dustpan placed at their feet was filled with ants, maggots and leeches. It seemed that they were attracted by the sweet smell of honey on their bodies, and they crawled to them.


    This picture makes Zhao Wanxi''s scalp numb. Seeing this picture, she, a patient with phobia of dense numbness, is secretly crazy.