Abandoned concubine auspicious

Chapter 125

But suddenly, she felt two gazes shooting down from the mat, which made her shiver.

She didn't need to look, she knew it was Li Jiong with the ice cube face.

She hurriedly put away her smile, lowered her head, and kept a low profile as much as possible.

Li Jiong frowned, and kept looking at Wang Zhier.

Why did Wang Ziqin look so much like his sister when he smiled just now?

The crown prince noticed that Li Jiong treated the prince Qin unusually, thinking that he still remembered what happened at the gate of the palace, so he persuaded him: "Ninth brother, the prince of the Wang family offended the ninth brother before, but he has already been punished, why should the ninth brother remember it?" superior?"

To be honest, this ninth brother, he still couldn't see clearly, and he couldn't figure out what kind of temper he was.Li Jiong still had the same picture of Mount Tai collapsing in front of him without showing any emotion, and said indifferently: "Brother Huang, you are too worried."

The fourth prince packed the crown prince's grievances, pointed at Li Jiong and said, "Ninth brother, is the prince the prince after all, you just talk to him like that?"

The Fifth Prince tugged at the lapel of the Fourth Prince, and said in a low voice: "Fourth Brother, you all know that the Ninth Brother has such a temper."

The fourth prince snorted, and wanted to say more, the prince smiled and said: "It's okay, okay, the ninth brother is always like this in front of the father, it's not like you don't know."

The hatred in the fourth prince's eyes flashed away. That's right, they did everything they could to please their father, but they couldn't see any effect. On the contrary, as long as this old nine treats his father a little better, his father will be happy all day long .

If the crown prince was not from the empress, and the mother clan was powerful and ranked the head of the family, the emperor must have given the position of crown prince to Li Jiong long ago.

Li Jiong can be arrogant and domineering in the court, drawing his sword to kill people, what if it was replaced by other princes?
Maybe before the sword was pulled out, he was demoted to a commoner by the emperor.

Just because he was born of that bitch!
The prince smiled at the turbulent dark tide in the pupils of the younger brothers, and without saying anything, he said with a smile: "Fourth younger brother, fifth younger brother, ninth younger brother, I am a little tired, I want to go to rest for a while, I will leave it to you to host here, remember Stay close, get close to all the young masters, and choose a few capable ones for the father."

The three agreed in unison.

The prince left the table and went to the side hall.

The Guanhua Club also insisted on a smooth and proper way, and the archery competition continued, and some people shot in the heart, but they were not as attractive as Wang Zhier, and it was over without being salty or dull.

The fourth prince made the decision and passed on the singing and dancing.

When the silk and bamboo sounded, Li Jiong left the table.

There were also some children from aristocratic families who were close friends gathered together, in twos and threes, and began to compete in poetry and composition.

Of course, Wang Zhi'er has no part in this, even though she shot the arrow well, and she earned some face for Wang Ziqin.

It's a pity that Wang Ziqin has done ten things in the past, and nine of them are pussy. Therefore, if he wants to change his image, it will not be possible in a while.

She was feeling bored, but a little maid came to her side and said in a low voice: "Prince Wang, the eighth princess has something to ask, please go to the rockery."

Wang Zhi'er showed some joy on her face, as if she was very surprised, "The eighth princess... invite me?"

That Gong'e seemed to be afraid of being seen, she nodded repeatedly, "Yes, Mr. Wang."

There was a flash of contempt in his eyes, is the eighth princess what the eldest son of the concubine can think of?

Even if the eighth princess has a flawed leg, it is still the most precious princess.

Sure enough, give him a little bait, and he'll be fooled.

Little Gong'e led Wang Zhi'er to the rockery, but no one noticed.

The garden in the palace was huge, and Wang Zhier followed the little Gong'e and turned left and right. After turning a few turns, she couldn't tell the direction, and asked the little Gong'e, "Sister Gong'e, where is the eighth princess?"

The little Gong'e blinked and smiled: "It will be here in a while, Mr. Wang, don't worry... Let's do it, Mr. Wang is here to look at the flowers first, and the slaves will report."

Wang Zhi'er didn't seem to see the mockery in her eyes, and said, "Sister, let's go."

The little Gong'e bowed to Wang Zhi'er and then retreated.

After waiting for a while, Wang Zhi'er never saw the little maid again, so she walked forward alone, and as soon as she reached a shaded place, she heard soft groans coming from inside.

That voice was so vaguely warm, with some indescribable joy.

And that thick shade was also different from other places, as if something shook there, the branches and leaves also shook.

It's just that the branches and leaves are behind the rockery, and if it wasn't for her angle, they would never be able to see them.

She walked forward slowly, in order to find out earlier how those people used to deal with her, she knew it was weird, so she followed.

She naturally knows what is going on in this shady bush?
Just curious, what the other party wants her to see can save her forever.

She admits that sometimes, she does have some evil tastes, knowing that there are traps ahead, but in order to find out whether the traps are poison or sharp knives, Hao Hao still steps into them without hesitation.

She pulled out the leaf, and the moaning sound came from between the lips and teeth of a person, a little painful and a little joyful.

Xiao is because she has seen a lot in her previous life, and she once kicked the room open in order to catch criminals, and saw many unsightly situations.

But amidst the splendor and splendor, in the quiet and elegant place, when the voice came into her ears, it still made her ears feel a little hot.

The leaves were pushed aside, and she saw the man's face clearly.

His eyes were closed tightly, his pale face turned flushed, but the woman below hugged his body.

Both men and women are extremely beautiful and moving characters, and when they are in love, their faces are full of gorgeous eroticism.

The naked bodies of the two were covered by piles of brocade clothes, but their noble aura was overwhelming.

Man, she met once.

She doesn't know a woman.

But Wang Zhier's eyesight is excellent, and her ability to observe people's identities is strong.

When she looked at it, she could clearly see the colorful patterns on the woman's body. She was startled, and her heart beat wildly.

This is a conspiracy, or a conspiracy that makes her have to die.

For the first time, she felt someone holding a guillotine above her head, just waiting to chop off her neck with one blow.

She stepped back step by step, trying to lighten her steps, and wanted to leave here.

But a soft cry came from nearby her.

With this cry, the man who was constantly moving on the woman's body suddenly opened his eyes and looked over here.

His eyes were as cold as crushed ice.

Seeing that he stopped, the woman below snorted coquettishly, "Move quickly, my friend, my body is itchy."

The soft and familiar voice came to Wang Zhier's ears, which made her feel even more chilled.

Wang Zhi'er pulled her legs and ran deep into the path. After running past a clump of crescent moon, a person flashed out from the side, just blocking her, and said coldly: "My lord, my master has an invitation."

(End of this chapter)