mad concubine

Chi Yan, who was following Long Qianjue, couldn't help but glance at Hong Ling, and inadvertently intertwined his eyes, and there was a faint and strange air, and Hong Ling's face unconsciously flushed.

Before Mo Xi could speak, the man had already come uninvited, and walked into the room openly, as if he was a host. Mo Xi gave Hong Ling a wink, and it seemed that he would not be able to leave today.

"Perhaps the lord hasn't had lunch yet. It just so happens that the slaves are preparing some meals in the morning. If the lord doesn't mind, let's stay and eat together." Hong Ling murmured, but her words were met by Mo Xi. Rolling her eyes, Hong Ling quickly drooped her head with a guilty conscience.

In fact, Hong Ling didn't really want to keep Long Qianjue for dinner, she just thought that it was impossible for Tangtang Li Wang to have dinner with them, if she mentioned the meal, maybe he would leave in a sensible way.

It's just that all of this is just Hong Ling's wishful thinking. The eye contact between her and Mo Xi's master and servant fell into Long Qianjue's eyes exactly. Casually and coldly said: "Although I'm not used to this kind of environment, but... for the sake of your sincerity, I will reluctantly accept it!"

As soon as his words came out, Mo Xi couldn't help but widen his eyes, suppressing his excitement with all his strength, and a sly smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "I have wronged Li Wang, in fact...you don't have to force yourself."

Long Qianjue was provoked by her, his face that had softened just now became dark again in an instant, and he couldn't help walking towards her, his deep eagle eyes locked onto the woman's clear and quiet water eyes, Mo Xi's heartbeat couldn't help it Inexplicably missing half a beat, even she couldn't help being startled.

"Do you like bickering with me very much?" The man narrowed his long and narrow eagle eyes, staring at her water eyes for a moment, as if he wanted to see through the two clear springs and see the depths of her heart. .

Hong Ling faintly felt that there seemed to be a little more ambiguity in the atmosphere. Although Li Wang's voice was very cold, there was deep affection in his eyes looking at Mo Xi. Anyone could tell that he liked her.

Hong Ling hurriedly backed out, and when she walked to the back door, she glanced back at Chi Yan, that man stood there like a log, even less clever than her.

Facing the woman's silence, Long Qianjue took an inch, suddenly stretched out his big rough hand, and gently hooked the woman's chin with his index finger. Mo Xi shook his head and wanted to shake off his big hand, but in the next second his entire chin was caught by the man's big hand. The palm is wrapped in it.

"How is this king inferior to him?" Long Qianjue asked out of nowhere.

Mo Xixiu frowned, inexplicably, he didn't understand who Long Qianjue was talking about.So she simply closed her vermilion lips and refused to answer his question.

"When the king asked your boudoir's name back then, you rejected him verbally. Why did you tell him?" Long Qian asked unconvincedly. The moment he asked this question, his face showed a bit of childishness.

It was only at this moment that Mo Xi fully understood who the "he" he was referring to was. She, who was still a little angry at first, was somehow amused by his natural childishness, and laughed out loud. , almost forgot that his chin was still imprisoned in his palm domineeringly.

"It's to blame... it's because you don't have Xiaobai." Mo Xi stared at the black line on the man's forehead, and the corners of his lips curled up in a beautiful curve.

"Xiaobai?" Long Qianjue's deep eyes were full of doubts, and a gleam of light suddenly flashed: "You are referring to... that curly-haired monster, right? Its name is Xiaobai?"

"Monster? Li Wang is really ignorant, that Xiaobai is a miniature teddy dog, imported..." Mo Xi joked casually, but what she said was also true, it is really impossible to see this breed of dog here.

"Mini teddy dogs, imported? You mean... the meat of this kind of dog is particularly delicious?" Long Qianjue's deep eyes flashed a touch of complexity, and he found that sometimes the woman spoke, sounding incomprehensible , There is an unfathomable feeling.

Mo Xi smiled without saying a word, leaving only an intriguing and mysterious smile. It is useless to talk too much, and people of this age will not understand.

Long Qianjue stared at her beautiful little face for a moment, as if admiring a work of art, more like studying an antique, and a complex darkness flashed across his deep eyes.

"Miss, King Li, dinner is ready." Hong Ling's cautious voice came, and a small head poked out from the back door.

Long Qianjue slowly let go of Mo Xi's chin, and she suddenly felt a chill, only to realize that his hand was so warm. Although he kept holding her chin, he didn't have the slightest strength, as if he was holding her chin carefully. The feeling of holding a treasure.

Before Mo Xi sat down, Long Qianjue had already walked to the table, sat down gracefully, and called out casually, "Chi Yan, sit down and eat together."

Mo Xi gave him a meaningful look, and felt that this man seemed different from the rumors. It was said that he was brutal and cold-blooded, but he seemed to be kind to his subordinates.

"Hong Ling, you can sit down and eat together, don't be restrained." Long Qian said in a low voice without rushing, and when he uttered Hong Ling's name, Mo Xi and Hong Ling were really startled.

"Yes, yes, the servants are not good at cooking, and they cannot be compared with the cooks of Prince Li's residence. If it is not to your taste, please forgive me." Hong Ling sat down tremblingly, her voice trembling.

As soon as her words came out, Long Qianjue's deep and dark eyes narrowed suddenly, and his sharp hawk eyes suddenly stared at her delicate face, his low, rustling voice was full of doubts, and a dangerous aura rushed towards him—— -

"Is the cook in Liwang's mansion delicious?"

His deep voice was like a ticking time bomb, and Mo Xi was startled. That girl Hong Ling missed her words. Isn't this man too perceptive?The response was so fast, and the probing questions were overwhelming.

Before Hong Ling could speak, Mo Xi rushed to speak first: "If the cook in Li Wang's mansion doesn't cook well, can he still get along in Li Wang's mansion? With such a noble status as Li Wang, he must be quite picky." .”

Although Mo Xi's tone was light and breezy, Hong Ling who was beside her also realized it at this moment, and couldn't help but secretly heaved a sigh of relief, she almost made a big mistake.