Zhuo Jun left speechless looked at her eyes, heart know as long as she wants, more shocking words can be said.

But if you don't choose your own camp, I'm afraid you'll be classified as the enemy's detailed work.

"Cough!" He coughed softly and said, "don't be naughty, let others see jokes."

It's obviously a reproach, but it's especially indulgent.

In a short sentence, you can tell which is more important.

At that time, Murong panxue's perfect smile froze.

Then he went to take the hand of the Wei of the building, ten fingers touch each other, not from frown way: "hand why so cold?"

In the late autumn, her hands were cold.

Lou Zhiwei answered seriously: "for the sake of beauty."

Zhuo Jun left her a fierce stare, was about to blame, but heard the voice of low mantra: "watch."

He moved in his eyes, then changed an earnest voice, and said: "you are a man with body now. You always want to do something beautiful, or think about our children."

Then he stretched out his hand and tightened her robe, which was very gentle.

Everyone was listening to the movement.

The whole audience was in a state of uproar.

Those who do not know where to come from the grapevine again broken into slag.

Before this has been slandering the Wei of Lou's gold, the face has become very ugly.

Rao is Lou Zhiwei no matter how psychological preparation, also can't help but smoke a corner of the mouth.

She gave him a stare.

This man is really the most dedicated player in history. He dares to take any plate and wear any hat on his body.

Zhuo Jun left but still calm, and finally habitually reached out to trim her face side of the broken hair, posture leisurely, as if he had just thrown a heavy bomb at the crowd.

From a distance, it is really a pair of fairy tales.

The melon eating crowd said they were not calm: you two pay attention to the influence, today is the Double Ninth Festival, not the Chinese Valentine's day, sprinkle what dog food! It's everyone's duty to care for animals!

"Jun Li..." Murong panxue's face was a little ugly.

In her always noble and dignified mask is about to hold, Murong Zhao suddenly stopped her.

"Looking forward to snow, what are you doing there? I'm leaving."

There was no expression on his face, as if everything here had nothing to do with him.

Finally, Qingyin helped Murong panxue to leave.

Looking at that gradually far back, Zhuo Jun looked at the people around with a smile: "for the husband this performance, but also let you satisfied?"

"What's a husband? Don't you want to marry me? What kind of amnesia Lou Zhiwei gives him a look.

But only two days want to play silly with her, no way!

"It seems that there is such a thing," he thought carefully for a while, and his voice was still gentle. "Then you can marry me. I just don't know when Wei Wei will be hired? "

“…… Go away

Lou Zhiwei is really surprised that there is such a shameless person in the world, and only he can say such shameless words so naturally!

Seeing that it was almost time, they went to the banquet.

Lou Zhiwei thinks that the weak chicken should be a character of drama. Along the way, she seems to be really pregnant. She is very careful.

Others saw, also more sure that her stomach is a refined expensive, those slander words will no longer dare to say.

"Is it going to be a little bit exaggerated?" She asked in a low voice.

The man next to him wondered, "what is it?"

“……”

Today's banquet is outside the hall of Changle, and there is a terrace every other long steps. If there is something important to observe on weekdays, it is used to set up a banquet table today.

When they came to the banquet, before they could sit down, they were met by palace people.

The maid respectfully said, "Miss Lou, your seat is over there. I'll take you there."

Lou Zhiwei casually asked: "where is the prince's position?"

The maid, doubting him, pointed to the other side.

Looking along the direction of her fingers, he sat opposite her, beside Murong panxue.

"Oh, it seems that the people in this position are very interested."

As if noticing her eyes, Murong panxue raised her face and beamed a smile at her.

The smile seemed to have more meaning.

Zhuo Jun from see form is also frown, take her hand, way: "I accompany you to go there."

The maid seems to be in a dilemma: "but the Lord..."

"Why, where I want to sit, I need your permission first?" His voice was still gentle, but could not be refused.

The maid did not help sweating, and quickly admitted that he was wrong: "master, please don't be angry! I dare not

"You'd better go there."

Lou Zhiwei suddenly interrupts their conversation and pulls out her hand.

He was stupefied, the feeling that his hands were dangling above him was very uncomfortable."Vivie?"

Lou Zhiwei smiles and pinches his face. "Don't worry, I'm a very measured person. I won't be angry because of such a small matter. Go."

While talking, I suddenly felt that the face and hand of the goods were not bad, so I pinched two more.

Maybe he felt that as a king, he was not dignified to be kneaded and flattened, so he stretched out his hand to hold her.

After a while, they sat down.

The banquet process is as monotonous as ever. Zhuo Wentian said a few words casually, and then let everyone at will.

However, there is one thing to let Lou Zhiwei feel quite diaphragm should, that is, she entered the seat only to find that sitting next to Zhuo Jinshu.

“…… As the crown prince, your highness should be on a high seat? "

Zhuo Jinshu looked at her faintly and said, "this time today, it's the palace row."

"Oh, your highness will open the back door for himself." Wei Pi of the building laughs at the flesh without laughing.

Zhuo Jinshu should not have heard it.

Fortunately, Zhuo Qingyu is sitting not far away. The two of them have nothing to talk about, but they also pass the time.

However, Lou Zhiwei's short stories are not taboo. Zhuo Qingyu is defeated in a short time and can only eat in silence.

"Where did you learn all these things?" Zhuo Jinshu looks very ugly.

Lou Zhiwei smiles and says, "can you manage it?"

"You..."

To the person beside her who was so angry, she just laughed and said nothing.

For a moment, she suddenly stood up.

On the Double Ninth Festival, such a dinner is not too formal. Many officials and family members also stop and go, so she is not abrupt.

She took off her robe, hung it on her hand, and walked across.

See her come over, Zhuo Jun left stand up way: "how to take off?"

"It's windy at night, and you're not well. You'd better wear the clothes. Don't get cold." Her voice is a rare tenderness.

Said, then walked to him and Murong panxue between, gave him to put on.

However, it happened that the foot happened to be on the skirt of Murong panxue, and the dark flower silk Pleated Satin skirt with jade vortex color was immediately stamped with a mud mark.

Lou Zhiwei didn't seem to notice it at all. Once she moved, it was another foot.

Qingyin couldn't see it any more. She came up and pushed her away and said, "you don't have long eyes. You stepped on the princess's skirt!"

All of a sudden, a shrill scream broke through the sky, and all of us looked at it.

I saw that the Wei of the building was pushed violently and fell down the long steps.

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