When Leng junao appears in a woman''s room, her Eagle like black pupil locks her tightly, and the amazing color in the depth of her eyes is not hidden.


    The air seemed to become hot in an instant, and the tiny sunlight leaped from the window to Zhao Wanxi''s black eyelashes, adding a bit of flexibility to her.


    Leng junao walks up to her with a big stride. With his long arms hanging around his waist, he brings her into his arms. He lowers his head and smiles in her ear: "I''m so dressed up that I don''t want to go to the banquet..."


    Xiaocui, the maid, is slightly hot. She exits the room and takes the door with her.


    Zhao Wanxi is from the cheek red to the neck root, this man is more and more shameless, in front of the servant girl''s face also don''t have a sense of propriety.


    She lowered her voice and said, "it''s not easy to change. The seventh prince wants to destroy it. The daughter of the people won''t agree."


    It''s very cumbersome to dress these clothes neatly. Zhao Wanxi managed to tidy them up, but she didn''t want to ruin them all in his hands.


    Leng Jun''s evil laughter came to his ears with profound meaning: "I will be responsible to the end..."


    As soon as he said this, Zhao Wanxi''s face became hotter. Naturally, his implication was that he would take off his clothes and help her up again.


    The man''s hand gently pulled on the belt, waist a loose, gossamer off, skirt spread.


    His movements are becoming more and more skillful.


    The gentle breath hovered in Zhao Wanxi''s ear, making her body tremble, like the current.


    Zhao Wanxi had the last trace of reason left in her mind. She vaguely reminded the man: "the time is coming..."


    "Then let them wait!"


    Leng Jun''s hoarse voice is low, and his generous palm is turned over.


    The broad red sandalwood tabletop is full of spring.


    Palpitations, ambiguity, such as ripples in the air diffuse scattered.


    Endless, endless.


    In Chaoyang hall, Zhao Wanxi and Leng junao appear at the door of the hall. The crescent white clothes of the same color are like a pair of natural murals.


    The golden sunshine poured on them like a light halo. The hall was already full. Almost everyone''s eyes were looking in their direction, and Zhao Wanxi became the focus of attention.


    In the face of so many eyes, Zhao Wanxi''s body was slightly stiff, and a man''s low warm voice came from her side: "follow me to greet my father and grandmother!"


    Zhao Wanxi seemed to have no other choice. She took a deep breath, followed Leng junao''s steps, and went to the Dragon chair to greet the emperor and the Empress Dowager.


    "My son''s ministers have seen my father and the emperor. Please greet my grandmother."


    "The daughter of the people sends greetings to the emperor and Empress Dowager."


    Leng Qiqiu on the Dragon chair finally turned her eyes away from Zhao Wanxi. After a lot of make-up, the woman became more and more bright and moving.


    "Flat!"


    "No gifts!"


    The eyes of the emperor and the Empress Dowager are looking back and forth on them. Zhao Wanxi didn''t expect that the Empress Dowager would appear at the banquet. It''s a bit unexpected.


    The eyes met in the air. The Empress Dowager''s lips were full of smile and glanced at Zhao Wanxi''s injured hand: "I didn''t expect that Wanxi could have the courage to cooperate with ao''er and capture the traitor."


    Hearing this, Zhao Wanxi was surprised. No wonder Leng junao said that instead of punishment, she would be rewarded. It turns out that He took the credit for capturing Lou liefeng, and even the Empress Dowager praised her.