King Leng Chasing His Wife: The Maid in the Tongfang Runs With the Ball

After making up his mind, let Jun Wumo calm down.

Because he was in a bad mood, he didn't plan to talk to her anymore.

There was no further sound in the carriage.

After a while, the carriage finally stopped at the gate of the palace.

Jun Wumo took the initiative to get out of the car and reached out to help Lin Jiumian down.He still has this kind of demeanor.

At this time, he also confirmed his own thoughts.

This is indeed the Dongling Palace. He had been here during the negotiations between the two countries.

It's just that at that time he came as an envoy from the enemy country, but now he has become a face of the princess.

Jun Wumo already knew Lin Jiumian's identity, she was the romantic third princess Dong Zhixia.

As long as he thinks of this result, Jun Wumo feels like vomiting.

Usually when he chatted with his friends in private, he also mentioned the third princess of Dongling.

What did they say at the time, that this woman was really flirtatious and shameless.She is the cheapest and most slutty existence among all the women in the world.

Now he has become the face beast of this woman, which makes it even more difficult for him to accept.

As long as Jun Wumo thinks of this result, he can't wait to strangle himself to death with a rope first.

Just as he was cursing and cursing 1 times in his heart, Lin Jiumian took his hand and got off the carriage, leading him inside.

Although Lin Jiumian changed his face, it was still a handsome face.

The two walked all the way, and countless eyes turned to look at them.

Lin Jiumian turned a blind eye.

Jun Wumo wished he could find a crack in the ground and slip in, feeling ashamed to see others.

in the palace.

When Lin Jiumian appeared, countless eyes looked at her.They came over to salute her.

Lin Jiumian smiled indifferently, with an indescribable charm and laziness all over her body.

After greeting everyone, he led Jun Wumo to his seat in a grand manner.

After sitting down, he glanced at Jun Wumo again, and motioned for someone else to add a seat beside him.

Then let Jun Wumo sit there.

Jun Wumo's face changed.Seeing strange gazes from all around, he bit his lip and said in a low voice, "Why don't I just pretend to be your bodyguard and stand by the side."

Lin Jiumian said unwillingly, "How can that be possible? You are not my bodyguard, just come here!"

"What? You're scared!"

Jun Wumo's expression changed.Seeing Lin Jiumian looking at him with a half smile but not a smile, there was also a playful look in his eyes.

He sat down as if gasping for breath.

I thought: Isn't it just pretending to be your face?You are so shameless in public, what am I afraid of?
At this time, someone had already delivered some refreshments and melons and fruits.

Lin Jiumian grabbed a grape and stuffed it into his mouth.He smiled and said, "Try it."

"These are grapes that were brought as a tribute from southern Xinjiang. They are delicious and sweet."

Jun Wumo's face became even uglier, but he still bit down.Sure enough, grapes are indeed very sweet.

He ate angrily.He chewed the grapes finely, as if what he chewed was the flesh and blood of the woman in front of him.

Seeing this, Lin Jiumian smiled even brighter.

It's a pity that there was no way to record him like this.

Otherwise, if you go back three years later, it must be fun to show Jun Wumo to him when he comes back.

As if thinking of something, Lin Jiumian's smile became even more wanton and enchanting.

Just then the music in the court stopped.

Someone shouted outside: "The emperor is here."