The emperor's favorite gentleman is enchanting

Chapter 28
Speaking of this, there is a strange thing, the Duke of Jin lost his face, and the third lady of the Duke lost his face, but I heard that the third lady eats and eats as usual, neither crying nor making trouble, not only does she not feel ashamed Death, but rosy complexion.

Hearing this, Shisan couldn't help sighing: These days, flower pickers steal not only people, but also hearts.

At this point, Rong Yaoxie squinted and smiled: Charm is something that can't be stopped.

The royal court in the marketplace was lively all day, and when it got dark, some people became restless. In Thirteen's words, Rong Qiannian was born for the night.

Outside the Jiaolan Hall, a green lamp was dimly lit, and under the faint blue-gray halo, a long and slanted shadow was drawn. The figure was mottled and jumping, like a cat stealing fish.

Isn't it just stealing?

With plain white hands, Fang Yi climbed onto the window paper, and said something slowly in a low and melodious voice.

"Zengsheng climbed over the wall again."

This night was very gentle, this voice was even more gentle, a flower bloomed in Rong Qiannian's heart, she was very happy.

She smiled and said: "Professional habits." She found a chair close to Xiao Sheng and sat down, and leaned her face closer, "You can recognize me like this?"

Cheng Bi's superb disguise technique really deserved her reputation.

His eyes were light, and he smiled very lightly: "I always recognize your eyes."

For the first time, Rong Yaoxie's ears felt hot, his long eyelashes fluttered extremely quickly, he pretended to cough, his heart was itchy, his hands were itchy, and he couldn't help thinking: This man is too seductive to commit a crime.

Xiao Chen smiled slightly, poured a cup of tea, and the fingertips that landed on the cup were slightly translucent: "Jiangnan's pistil tip, I think you will like it."

I like, I like this tea, I like it more... cough cough cough, the person who makes the tea.Rong Qiannian smiled and took a sip: "Are you waiting for me?"

She left the light on, waited for the door, and made tea, Rong Qiannian was in full bloom.

After pondering for a moment, he opened his thin lips lightly, and said a single syllable: "En."

The smile in his eyes brightened for more than three points, and he moved closer: "Why are you waiting for me?"

Rong Qiannian never looked forward to it even when she saw a valuable treasure. This appearance is the same as that of the marshal when he was in spring.

He hesitated, the apricot-yellow candlelight reflected the cinnabar between his brows, and the unbloomed epiphyllum was so gorgeous: "Duke Jin's daughter's festival was destroyed, but what did you do?"

A basin of cold water poured down on her head, extinguishing Rong Qiannian's fiery spring heart, the smile froze at the corner of her mouth, and said sullenly: "It's me."

Rong Qiannian had never been so aggrieved before, so aggrieved that she wanted to pounce on him and bite his face, his eyebrows, and his lip, but this time, Rong Qiannian was too timid to pounce.

"Leave this matter alone, okay?" The candlelight flickered, his side face flickered, and his cool eyes were a little blue.

Rong Qiannian became even more aggrieved, and gritted her teeth: "Are you reluctant to part with that beautiful lady who is as beautiful as flowers and jade, or the fat piece of Duke Jin who is in charge of the treasury." The double pupils are clear, tinged with helplessness and gentleness, and the heart is inexplicably soft, and the voice is so soft that it is not half-comfortable, "If it is the latter, I don't mind if you blame me for meddling in my own business."

But if it's the former... For a dazed moment, thousands of ways to kill people flashed through Rong Jiu's mind, and they were all designed to deal with 'Mei Jiao Niang'.

His cool, clean eyes slowly stared at her, and his slightly pale face was a little helpless, a little funny: "None." Facing her clear and bright eyes, "Do you know why Duke Jin sent his daughter to her?" I give it to the pepper orchid hall?"

After thinking about it, Rong Qiannian said with a serious face, "Coveting the glory and wealth of your heavenly family?"

"If you just covet the glory and wealth of my heavenly family, King Xia, King Che, and King Ling will all choose me, but the scheming Duke Jin chose me alone."

Under the candlelight, that beautiful face seemed to be a little whiter, and it made the blushing epiphyllum on the forehead even more enchanting.

A man is more beautiful than thousands of women in the world.

Rong Qiannian stared openly, furtively, itching unbearably.

This time without even thinking about it, I replied: "Could it be because they are greedy for you." Looking up and down, "Beauty!"

A strong desire suddenly popped up in Rong Qiannian's mind: In the future, a golden house must be built to hide this man and prevent anyone from seeing him.

Thinking of this, her gaze became redder.

That man's handsome face was tinged with a bit of coyness, and he became more and more shockingly beautiful: "Don't think about it, I haven't been out of Jiaolan Palace for ten years, and I don't know the female family members of the Duke of Jin's mansion."

Rong Qian couldn't think through her mind: "You haven't been out of the Jiaolan Temple for ten years, so why don't you let me worry about it..." Write it down...

The so-called, don't be afraid of thieves stealing, but be afraid of thieves thinking about it. Stealing must be open and aboveboard, and thinking about it is sneaky. Thinking of this episode, Rong Qiannian was stillborn before she finished speaking. She gritted her teeth and her ears became hotter. He turned one eye and went to look at Xiao Sheng, this look...

His pair of slightly blue eyes seemed to have been splashed with fine ink, three points darker and seven points more beautiful, and they were closed in just a moment.

Rong Qiannian is firm, this handsome man must be taken home.

"Cough, cough, cough." She pretended to cough a few times before returning to the main topic, "Tell me, what kind of wishful thinking did that old fox, Duke Jin have?"

Xiao Chen met her eyes, and those shockingly beautiful eyes covered her ordinary face after changing her appearance, and it was all her appearance: "Few people know that the current Duke of the Duke of Jin's mansion The Lord is not the legitimate son of the old Duke, but the son of the concubine Wen."

"Wen family? A member of the Wen family?" Danfeng raised her eyes, "The Duke of Jin is..."

"Xiao Yan's confidant."

People from the Wen family are really everywhere, and Xiao Yan's minions are indeed all over Fengqing.

What a 'gentle as jade, benevolent and good governance' His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!

"What's Xiao Yan's purpose?" She snorted coldly, "That golden chair? Isn't he the Emperor Star from Heaven? The old emperor almost stared at him and stretched his legs. He has nothing to worry about."

"If you are a king, all your ministers will be troubled." Xiao Chen smiled very lightly, and the lines on the corners of the mouth that were clearly beautiful were somewhat absurd.

"That should also be King Xia or King Che."

Although she is not interested in imperial court disputes, she can see clearly. The literary family is very prosperous, and the relatives are in power. The emperor already has the intention of decentralizing power. But in terms of candidates, Xiao Jian, the king of Xia, is the son of the former empress Nian. Nian's family was the richest man in the Qing Dynasty, King Che's grandfather was also the head of Wen Qing, a century-old family.When these two are selected, how can they get a prince who has not been out of the dormitory for ten years and has ailments in his legs?

Sure enough, this court has already been undercurrents.

He was silent, and his eyes were so cold that no light could melt into them.

Rong Qiannian leaned over and looked him in the eyes: "Wu Lingzi, Zui Mian, and Duke Jin, why did Xiao Yan beat you so hard?"

(End of this chapter)