"Han Wuque, since you are here, why not stay for lunch?"
A cold voice sounded low in the hall. Ling Chuchu, dressed in red, walked in lazily. The lazy beauty exuded from her whole body immediately stunned the three princes who saw her for the second time.
"Chu Chu, I just came to say goodbye to you. I will leave for Hanxi immediately and take care of Shasha for me. If I can't come back, take it in because Xiaobai likes it.
"
Han Wuque saw the faint redness and swelling on her neck at a glance, his eyes dimmed, and he immediately returned to normal.
She and Jun Zimo have not seen each other for a year, and she is the second princess given by the Queen Mother Nan Zhao. Even if she has a close relationship with Jun Zimo, it is understandable that it is just her own heart that still feels a little painful.
"If I want to leave, I'll leave after finishing my meal."
Ling Chuchu's words were ordinary, but they had a unique power that no one could refuse. After Han Wuque hesitated for a while, he nodded.
"Maybe it really is the last lunch."
He laughed bitterly at himself, looked at Caihuo aside, and after giving a few instructions, he sat down quietly and said no more words.
He would never refuse Chu Chu's request to keep him, probably because he had something to say, so it would be fine if he could take one more look, so he could only rely on memories to live his life.
Ling Chuchu glanced at the seven people aside, without any expression on her face, walked straight to Jun Zimo, sat on his lap and leaned into his arms, looking like she was about to fall asleep.
"Still sleepy?"
Jun Zimo lowered his head, smelled the faint fragrance of her hair, and asked gently
From the looks of it, Chu Chu must have heard the conversation between him and Manager Liu, otherwise he would not have arrived in the hall so quickly.
"Nonsense, who wouldn't feel sleepy if some ignorant people disturbed their dreams so early in the morning?"
Raising her eyelids, Ling Chuchu shrank into his arms again, not caring whether her behavior at this time was appropriate or whether it would attract criticism.
"Then after lunch is finished, I will sleep with you."
I guess she was really exhausted. She spent the whole night asking for things like crazy, and she got up in the middle of the night to practice again. After that, she only slept for a few hours. No wonder she was so lackluster.
"kindness"
Ling Chuchu snorted lightly, narrowed her eyes and looked at the seven people diagonally opposite, and spoke in a bad tone.
"If you're done talking, leave quickly, don't sit here and be an eyesore."
These people don't have a good impression at first glance. If they want to unite the world, they will be destroyed sooner or later, especially Song Li'er. Seeing her fiery eyes staring at her man, I really want to kill her with one slap.
The people on the side couldn't accept these words. They all belong to the prince and princess, and they were kicked out of the palace in front of them. They really can't stand it.
Since everyone has kicked them out, there is no way they can go without leaving. The three grown men looked at each other, stood up at the same time with a tacit understanding, and clasped their fists at Junzimo.
"Since the Second Prince doesn't welcome us so much, let's leave first."
The moment Jun Zimo looked at the three of them, United Airlines' gentle expression suddenly turned into a cold expression and he nodded, instructing Manager Liu on the side.
"Mr. Liu, send the three princes out of the house."
Song Li'er on the side quit. She just said a few words and was about to leave. She decisively refused and stamped her feet and said in disbelief.
"You just came here, why are you leaving now? Zimo, you should at least keep us here for lunch."
Even Han Wuque, who was about to be subjugated, was treated as a guest. Who among them had a lower status than Han Wuque? How could he treat them like this?
"Song Li'er, let's go, don't continue to embarrass yourself."
Song Jing's face turned completely dark. It was the first time in his life that he was kicked out. This little bitch sister didn't think it was embarrassing enough and she stayed to eat. She was really out of her mind.
"you……"
Song Li'er was so angry at his words that she looked at Jun Zimo beside her and couldn't help but hold her sister's hand and squeezed it hard to calm down her anger slightly.
"Zimo, I'll come find you tomorrow."
She turned her head, forced a smile that looked extremely unpleasant, and said to Jun Zimo with a stern face.
"Don't bring trouble to yourself. After all, you are also a princess of the same country. Please pay attention to the influence."
Song Jing looked at this sister who couldn't understand people's expressions with a mocking look on his face. He really couldn't bear it. With her stupidity, let alone Jun Zimo, I'm afraid even the princes from other countries would like her.
If his father hadn't forced him, how could he have shamed himself to go to Nan Zhao's emperor to negotiate a deal for such a sister? Now he really regrets it.
This face has been shamed from Nan Zhao to the whole world!
"Brother, stop talking"
He glanced at his sister whose eyes were already red, tugged on Song Jing's sleeves, and looked at him pleadingly.
"Let's go, Ke'er"
Song Jing rubbed Song Ke'er's little head and looked at her with extremely gentle eyes. She was hundreds of times better than he treated Song Li'er.
If Ke'er hadn't been there to persuade him, he would have wanted to strangle Song Li'er to death so many times. He really couldn't understand how his father could like such a brainless daughter.
"Li'er, let's go"
After all, Song Ke'er is the eldest princess of Cangyue Kingdom, and she still has some sense of propriety. Even if she doesn't want to leave, she knows in her heart that she must leave.
He turned around and glanced at the man who had not spoken to him for a year. He took his sister's hand and left behind his brother.
I'm afraid this pain will never go away for the rest of my life!
Seeing that everyone had left, Ling Chuchu calmed down her lazy expression, looked at Han Wuque, and said with a serious face.
"Do you have any soldiers?"
She still knew very little about Han Wuque. Apart from knowing his identity as Xiao Wang Ye of Han Xiguo, she knew nothing else about whether they would become friends. It was only because of their time together that her intuition told her that this man
It's trustworthy, so if he doesn't say anything, she won't ask anything.
"No"
Han Wuque didn't feel there was anything to be ashamed of, and just shook his head, a little worried. If he had been a little involved in the affairs of the court, he wouldn't be so passive now.
"No? Are you planning to go back and die?"
Ling Chuchu didn't say anything about Anhui, but just said something that made Han Wuque feel embarrassed. But Han Wuque knew her, and since she would ask, it meant that she still cared about this matter. In other words, she cared about his life and death.
"Try your best, just try to be clear in your heart."
Ling Chuchu turned her head and looked at Jun Zimo who had a slight smile on his face. After touching his handsome face, she said
"Zimo, I want you to send troops."
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