My princess always wants me to usurp the throne

Chapter 833 Of course I believe you

Su Guo didn't bother to argue with Wang Xiluo, she followed her whenever she liked, and even if she talked to her, it didn't mean that she liked her.

Wang Xiluo is a smart person, so she naturally understands what Su Guo is thinking. What she wants is just a word to give her a better chance. In the end, her pride is at work.

Not long after, Xiao Er brought Rong Zhan's dishes one by one. Besides a few special home-cooked snacks, there was also a large bowl of tonic soup.

Rong Zhan slowly helped Shen Qianxia serve soup and pick up vegetables, taking care of everything, caring for him meticulously, completely ignoring other people's eyes. He always looked calm and calm, as if he was doing something very common and familiar.

He was always thinking about the Gu in her body, reminding himself that he shouldn't be so close to her.

But doing these things was completely subconscious. He stared at her silently, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

Afraid that she would suddenly feel uncomfortable, or if that nasty Gu worm made trouble.

Su Guo couldn't help joking: "I used to hear that the Seventh Prince is cold and cold, but I don't think so."

Shen Qianxia drank the soup and suddenly felt that her internal organs were warm. She raised her eyes to look at Su Guo, and returned her a faint smile.

Situ Che looked at the soup that Shen Qianxia had already started drinking, lowered his head and glanced at the steaming bowl he had just filled, thought for a moment, and pushed it in front of Suguo.

"Drink it." The tone was extremely light and light, without any warmth.

However, hearing it into Su Guo's ears, she couldn't come back to her senses for a while, looking at the soup bowl in front of her, her clear eyes seemed to be shining with stars.

"Thank you." After a moment of daze, Su Guo pulled back his thoughts and thanked him with a smile.

Suppressing the turbulent mood, he picked up the bowl as if nothing had happened, and drank the soup calmly.

Shen Qianxia glanced at Situ Che in surprise, is the iron tree blooming?

But looking carefully at his calm expression, it seems that this is not the case.

Look at Suguo again, who has always been bold and straightforward, now she has a little woman's posture, which is obviously the kind of heart-pounding feeling.

Wang Xiluo's eyes shifted among them, and she felt more and more embarrassed.

She ignored the bitterness and jealousy in her heart, and exchanged a few words with them calmly, and the meal in front of her instantly became tasteless.

Although the atmosphere in the entire lobby was restrained because of their arrival, they still heard some news.

For example, the King of Beiyue attaches great importance to his birthday dinner, and it is said that there will be a mysterious gift, and everyone is looking forward to it.

In addition, the king of North Vietnam planned to take advantage of this grand banquet to choose a husband for the princess of North Vietnam. Many young talents in North Vietnam were eager to try.

It seems that the Beiyue palace tonight is unprecedentedly lively, and there is a good show about to be staged.

Shen Qianxia put down the bowl and chopsticks, and looked at Rong Zhan with a smile: "Princess Beiyue finally let go of her obsession, should I congratulate you?"

Rong Zhan's handsome face was calm, but the eyes he looked at her were full of doting: "I have nothing to do with her, so don't think too much about it."

"Of course I believe you. Yingyingyanyan outside is good, but you won't pay attention to it."

After the words fell, she reached out to shake his hand.

Rong Zhan was slightly taken aback, always reminded to keep a distance, but couldn't restrain it repeatedly.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Wang Xiluo's expression, took advantage of the situation and held Shen Qianxia's hand, and smiled evilly: "It's an honor to have your trust, and I will definitely not let you down."

Shen Qianxia smiled without saying a word.

Wang Xiluo curled her fingers, a trace of loneliness flashed in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)