"Strange, I'm used to hearing this sound, why can't I stand it today?"

Zong Zhenghao talked to himself, and Liu Lan saw that such a delicate sentence of hers could not attract Zong Zhenghao's attention, and the hatred for Feng Qining deepened in her heart, her flowery face was full of jealousy. distortion.
Gently twisting her waist, Liu Lan walked up to Zong Zhenghao, and gently leaned into his arms.

"My lord, you haven't looked for Lan'er these days."

The red painted lips puffed up in front of Zong Zhenghao, like brightly blooming flowers, tempting to taste, but for some reason, looking at them, Zong Zhenghao suddenly felt disgusted, those two red lips The lips, in his eyes, suddenly looked like bloody mouths. [

Subconsciously, with a flick of his hand, Zong Zhenghao shook off Liu Lan, the veil on her face fell off, and the face like a monkey's butt appeared in front of Zong Zhenghao, looking at that face, Zong Zhenghao frowned, and disgust flashed in his eyes.

Zong Zhenghao's expression fell into Liu Lan's eyes, and his hands subconsciously touched his face, but he didn't touch the veil.

"Ah, my veil"

Liu Lan exclaimed, looking down, saw her veil at her feet, and immediately picked it up to cover her disgusting face.

She came today, of course, not to let Zong Zhenghao look at her face. In fact, she came to win sympathy and favor. She wanted Zong Zhenghao to see her often when he saw that she was sick. Her face is not good for the time being, and it can't shake her position in the palace. In Feng Qining's words, she came to Zong Zhenghao to give her affection.

"I'm sick, why don't you lie on the bed?"

Although he didn't want to see her, she was his friend's younger sister after all, so if you don't give her face, you should also give face to your friend. Zong Zhenghao resisted the discomfort in his heart, and tried his best to speak in the same tone as usual.

Liu Lan saw that he was willing to care about her and cared about her so much, she was overjoyed on the spot, and just about to get up, she immediately lay down on the ground again.

"My lord, I miss you."

The beauty Liyu was originally a very beautiful painting, but Zong Zhenghao didn't know why, but in his eyes, he became a clown. He lost the mood of acting, and waved to the butler beside him.

"Housekeeper, send Concubine Lan back"

"Lord"

Liu Lan spoke unwillingly.

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