Schemes in Royal Palace

An Huan's eyes stared very big. Did he hear wrong? Mingming had a big quarrel with Chen Yi about an Huan not long ago. How did he figure it out! Originally, because he came back this time, Chen also had to teach himself as before. Unexpectedly, he not only didn't teach himself, but also decided to agree.

Anhuan looked at Chen Yi in disbelief. He was afraid that this was what Chen Yi said after he was drunk for a while. His eyes flashed and then asked, "Your Majesty didn't object very much not long ago. How did you figure it out so quickly?"

Chen also sighed, moved to anhuan, put his hand on anhuan's shoulder and said, "it's not good for you to refuse him all the time. Han Zimo is also a very excellent person now. Anhuan, if you really care about him, I'll help you two make a witness sometime!"

An Huan really has the feeling that he is dreaming. He reaches out and pinches his face. It hurts! It's true that I didn't dream. Did Chen Yi really agree!

"Your Majesty, are you really willing to accept Zi Mo's feelings with me?" an Huan was incoherent. "I'll go to find Zi Mo, and I'll go to find Zi Mo now..."

"An Huan... Chen Yi's head was dizzy. He watched an Huan run away, fell on the table and fell asleep.

——An Huan ran very fast because he was very excited. When he arrived at Zimo's house, he hurried to knock on the door, "Zimo! Zimo, Han Zimo..."

An Huan knocked on the door loudly until the door opened. Looking at Han Zimo, he opened his thin lips and said excitedly, "Zimo, I can marry you!"

"Han Zimo was not as excited as he thought. He looked at an Huan faintly, didn't say a word, and didn't even want an Huan to go in.

Seeing that he didn't speak, an Huan thought he didn't believe it, so he repeated again: "Zi Mo, your majesty has promised us, and we can live together in a fair and bright way."

"··" Han Zimo never had any waves on his face. He raised his eyelids and looked at an Huan. The corners of his mouth pulled open a far fetched arc.

"Zi Mo, are you all right!" an Huan was a little nervous. He hurried forward to check han zi mo. as soon as he stretched out his hand, he avoided han zi Mo's face.

"Brother Zimo ~" a female voice came out of the room, and then Qin Wanxi came out in a Han Zimo dress. The broad dress covered the woman's graceful curve. Her pretty face blushed slightly, and she knew what she had just experienced.

An Huan's hand in his sleeve tightened a little. He stared at Han Zimo for a long time before he found his voice. He slowly lowered his eyes. His eyes were dim and said, "I'm sorry, I'll spare you two."

Anhuan then turned back. God seemed to know his grief at the moment. The oil paper fan in his hand was blown down on the ground by the strong wind. Anhuan walked forward like a machine. The tears on his face were soon washed away by the rain. The strong wind blew away his tall hair crown and disordered the hair he had always taken care of carefully···

Han Zimo looked at an Huan's gone back for a long time. He turned to Qin Wanxi and said, "I need to calm down. Can you avoid it?"

Qin Wanxi slowly lowered her eyes and collected her embarrassment. She hooked her mouth and forced herself not to laugh too ugly. She lowered her head and said, "I... I am voluntary. If brother Zimo doesn't want to, don't force myself. It's good that Wanxi loves you in her heart. Wanxi doesn't care about fame. Wanxi really... Really..."