stocking the prince to death

Chapter 802

When Wu Hui came out of the Emperor Kun Palace with a blank face, he suddenly bumped into a person head-on.

The red dress is enchanting, but her brows and eyes are extremely resolute, holding a folding fan, depending on the situation, she is extremely romantic.

Wu Hui glanced at him, but didn't speak.

The man suddenly laughed and said, "Where is the pretty lady from?"

Another apprentice!

Wu Hui's face turned cold.

Wu Hui didn't want to say anything at first, but the maid behind her secretly tugged at Wu Hui's sleeve, and said silently: "Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites!"

Wu Hui originally raised her feet to leave, but she had to stop and look at Xie Fengliu, "What's the matter with the Minister of Rites?"

The people around Wu Hui are all given by Li Enhui. They are called waiters, but they are actually surveillance.

But now that she ran into Xie Fengliu, she didn't say anything, fearing that she would be suspected by Li Enhui again.

Xie Fengliu looked at Wu Hui, with a pair of peach blossom eyes twinkling, with a slight smile, "Is Miss Hui a girl?"

Hearing his words, Wu Hui's heart moved slightly.

If they knew her identity, most people would say that she was a beautiful woman, but Xie Fengliu in front of her actually asked her if she was a young lady...

Wu Hui took a deep look at Xie Fengliu.

Thinking about whose pawn Xie Fengliu should be.

Based on Wu Hui's guess, Xie Fengliu was either her, Mo Qi's, or Ji Ruyue's.

Both sides saw the deep meaning in the other's eyes.

Xie Fengliu looked at Wu Hui, and his heart moved unconsciously.

At this time, Wu Hui has a lock of beautiful hair fluttering slightly, slender willow eyebrows, a pair of charming eyes, a straight nose, slightly reddish jade cheeks, delicate lips that are as white as snow, and a delicate dimple that is as white as snow. Jade, the snowy skin like jade fat is extremely beautiful, gentle and graceful.

Because of the dance just now, there is still fine sweat on the tip of her nose that hasn't been wiped off.

And that purple dance dress made her look even more gorgeous.

Xie Fengliu unconsciously rolled his eyes.

The two looked at each other like this, and suddenly, Wu Hui twitched the corners of his mouth, "Riding on a crane and blowing a sheng, I want to travel handsomely, and the scandal palace is good at flirting. If the body is anointed with ax and dust, it is more embarrassing than a lotus flower."

Xie Fengliu: "..."

Is this mocking him?
The poem just now was a folk description of Mo Ziqing, the seventh prince of Northern Xinjiang, and he is really romantic.

But now in front of him, why do you feel so neglected?

Xie Fengliu twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, turned around and left.

If Ji Ruyue hadn't asked him to take care of Wu Hui, he wouldn't have bothered to do anything to this woman!
Thinking of Wu Hui, Xie Fengliu thought of Qian Xixue.

A concubine, but jokingly replacing the concubine's daughter as his fiancee!

It's just funny!
Xie Fengliu waved his folding fan, and left the palace with three steps.

Wu Hui looked at his back and narrowed his eyes.

Thank you Merry...

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At this time, in the Emperor Kun Hall

The two bodies intertwined and found each other, Bai Huahua's body was not covered up at all.

Li Enhui wrapped her hands around Mo Cang's neck, blushing, "Your Majesty, you are amazing!"

Mo Cang sipped hard on Li Enhui's lips, "Hey, I'll make you feel better!"

After saying that, he turned Li Enhui over, "Hey, I'll try to be as gentle as possible."

"Don't..." Li Enhui's face turned slightly pale.

"what……"

But before her words fell, Mo Cang ruthlessly entered from behind her.

The severe pain was tearing, making Li Enhui's face pale.

She gritted her teeth immediately, hating Mo Cang to death in her heart.

At the same time, she hated Mo Qi and Ji Ruyue, the two chief culprits who caused her to commit herself to Mo Cang.

(End of this chapter)