The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 192
Xie Wanrong sat up, lowered her head and straightened her clothes, the ambiguous atmosphere in the carriage had not yet dissipated, and she was a little embarrassed for a while after experiencing what happened just now.

After a moment of silence, Qi Jinghuan turned his face away. Fengshen's handsome face had returned to normal. He slightly parted his thin lips, and his voice was still somewhat hoarse: "Wan'er, did I scare you?"

Qi Jinghuan had never had a woman before, except for the aphrodisiac, this was the first time that such an emergency happened.

He himself couldn't believe that he would be so impulsive.

"..."

Looking back now, it was pretty scary.

Seeing that Xie Wanrong remained silent, he continued: "Wan'er, this king will not marry you under such circumstances, this king wants you to be my wife in an upright manner!"

When Xie Wanrong heard this, her face turned red again.

But his heart was warm, at least Qi Jinghuan would care about her reputation and was willing to endure that kind of pain for her.

"I believe in you." She said seriously, looking at him.

Qi Jinghuan laughed, even he didn't believe himself.

Damn it, when he returns to Beijing this time, he has to hurry up and ask the emperor to marry him.

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From Jiangbei all the way to the capital, there was no other delay along the way, but it took only three days to enter the city.

Yuan Yang was walking on the spacious and gorgeous street, with his hands behind his head, leisurely sniffing the smell of the capital, and suddenly shouted loudly: "I, Yuan Yang, are back!"

Yuan Yang was born with a dazzling appearance, but this roar brought all eyes to him.

"Yuanyang... is Duke Qing's grandson, Prince Yuan who has a close relationship with the Ninth Prince? It is said that he was sent to the Qingzongmen to practice at a young age, and he hasn't come back for several years."

Wanhua Building is located in the busiest part of the street. It has an elegant environment and unique dishes. It is the favorite restaurant for many boudoir ladies in Beijing.

At this time, a group of ladies dressed as officials were sitting in the wing room on the second floor.

As soon as the woman finished speaking, the bamboo curtain was gently lifted, and another young woman looked out: "Young Master Yuan? I remember that he is very handsome."

"If you want to talk about Jun, who in this capital can compare with the Ninth Prince."

"Miss Bai said that the Ninth Prince is a celestial being, but we should not dream of the Ninth Concubine."

Bai Wei snorted softly, "The Ninth Princess is not something you can do if you want to. You can't do it just because of your family background."

The rest of the boudoir ladies came here to curry favor with Bai Wei, so they followed suit again and again.

"In my opinion, the position of the Ninth Concubine must belong to Sister Wei. Sister Wei is the top disciple of Yunyin Villa. In terms of light and martial arts, she is not comparable to others." Zhou Hanshuang laughed.

Bai Wei raised her eyebrows and smiled in satisfaction.

"Huh? Isn't that the Ninth Prince's carriage?" The woman looking out the window suddenly said in shock: "There is only one end of the Longma Capital, I can't be wrong!"

Bai Wei raised her eyebrows with joy, immediately put down the teacup in her hand, got up and walked to the window.

Seeing the canopy carriage on the street at a glance, she said a little excitedly: "The Ninth Prince's return this time must be because of the competition at Yunyin Villa ten days later."

"Sister Wei will definitely shine in the competition this time, and the Ninth Prince will definitely notice you by then."

Bai Wei smiled triumphantly. These days, she has been cultivating non-stop and has reached the sixth rank of martial artist.

During the competition, she should break through to the seventh rank. Most girls in the capital are only at the second to fourth rank. This time she is sure to win!
"Hey! Look, there seems to be a woman sitting in the carriage..."

"How is it possible, no one has ever been able to sit in the carriage of the Ninth Prince...it seems to be really a woman!"

Zhou Hanshuang shoved the woman who spoke, and the room fell silent instantly.

Bai Wei secretly clenched her fists and stared fiercely at the past, only to see a beautiful and moving face under the green curtain, her eyebrows were slightly curved, her smile was bright, and she seemed to be still talking.

"It's her!" Bai Wei will never forget that face!
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