Leng Wuxin pursed her lips, smiled and nodded. At this time, the little guy also walked up to her, biting the hem of her skirt for unknown reasons.
"If the prince has no other instructions, I will take my leave first!" Leng Wuxin stood up and said, leaning forward to leave.
"Wait!" Murong Jue called out to her, stood up and walked towards her. At that time, he already had a letter in his hand.
"This is for you!" Murong Jue handed over the letter, lowering his eyes slightly and taking in all her expressions at this time.
"Thank you, Lord!" Leng Wuxin nodded and took it, looked at him indifferently, then turned and left the hall.
Murong Jue watched her leave. She did not look back, and she would never look back. That upright and slender figure made him feel melancholy!
"Third brother, I'm going down too!" Hua Ying also stood up and said, looking away from Leng Wuxin.
"Yeah!" Murong Jue nodded quietly without looking at her.
His indifference made the smile at the corner of Huaying's mouth feel awkward. She looked at his handsome face and felt lost. Is it because of Leng Wuxin?
The woman who left was now walking on the path of the palace, with a quiet little fox following behind her.
Leng Wuxin came to Wuxiang Pavilion and sat down, looking at the envelope in his hand and feeling gloomy.
"Hmm..." the little guy was shouting, asking her to open it and take a look.
Leng Wuxin glanced at it, opened the envelope as it wished, and took out the letter.
The words above are strong and powerful, and the fortitude of writing is obvious for men, but there is also longing and love between the lines!
To her, Murong Zhan is a fruit that will never bloom and will not have any future!
The short life left her with no time to find true love again, and the hurt she had suffered made her no longer believe it!
Asking what love is in this world, it’s hard to distinguish between true and false until life and death meet!
After reading it, Leng Wuxin held it in the palm of her hand, and after it flew around, her eyes wandered into the distance...
"Hmm..." The little guy muttered sadly and raised his head to look at her, but she frowned slightly and ignored it.
Murong Jue came from a distance, and he saw her sitting in the hall from a distance. From his angle, her expression was so indifferent that he didn't dare to approach her!
He did not continue to step forward, and turned around and left in the other direction with an unusual feeling in his heart.
People who are already standing on both ends of the scale will lose their balance if one of them walks too quickly, but if they don't walk all the time, there will always be a long distance between them...
Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, Emperor Yun’s birthday banquet is here in a few days. Although it does not need to be extravagant, the emperor’s banquet will not be too shabby!
Murong Jue went to the palace this morning. When he came back, Hua Ying was already ready and waiting in the hall.
For this night banquet, Hua Ying has put in a lot of effort. Today she is wearing a blue emerald smoked sweater and a light blue emerald water thin veil. Her shoulders are shaved, her waist is plain, and she has a bun with a cloud on her head.
A hollow gold hairpin is decorated with purple jade tassels and sprinkled on the blue silk, which is enchanting and moving.
"Where is Wuxin?" Murong Jue walked into the hall and saw that Leng Wuxin was not there. The first thing he said after entering was asking about her whereabouts.
The smile on Huaying's lips froze, and she replied softly: "Maybe she is still pretending, I will urge her!"
"No need, it's still early now, just wait!" Murong Jue said, not minding waiting a little longer.
Hua Ying was a little thankless, so she smiled slightly and sat down to wait quietly with him.
Not long after, Leng Wuxin entered the hall with the little guy in his arms.
Today, she was wearing an ink long dress with a flowing ribbon around her waist, which highlighted her graceful figure. Her shoulder-length hair was tied up, and her bun was only decorated with a few plum-colored gemstones. It was simple.
Her outfit made her extremely beautiful.
Murong Jue's eyes lit up when he saw her coming, and his dark eyes flashed with surprise. This was the first time he saw her applying a little pink and pink!
"Keep the prince waiting!" Leng Wuxin bent down and said, his cold expression showing alienation.
Murong Jue narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "It doesn't matter, let's go!"
He tried hard in his heart to restrain the throbbing that jumped up again. Although her beauty could not be compared with Qingcheng's, the same temperament was still enough to attract his heart in the first place!
Huaying was also dressed up carefully today, but Murong Jue didn't even look at her. Instead, she had a different feeling towards Leng Wuxin.
"Miss Xin'er, do you plan to take it into the palace?" Hua Ying stepped forward and asked, his eyes falling on the little white fox in her arms.
Murong Jie didn't say anything, and his eyes were also on Qingcheng.
"Is it okay?" Leng Wuxin did not answer Hua Ying, but turned her head sideways and asked Murong Jue softly. Her soft voice was like a clear stream flowing through her heart, coupled with the twinkling purple eyes of her strange color.
Liuli makes it impossible for any man to say 'no' to her!
"Take everything with you!" Murong Jue said, his handsome face expressionless, but his voice was much softer.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Leng Wuxin raised the corner of his mouth and said thanks, returning a shallow smile.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak..." The little guy also shouted, looking at Murong Jue with excited eyes.
The neglected Hua Ying felt sulky, but she couldn't say anything more to make Murong unhappy, so she could only twitch her lips and stop talking.
The three of them got into the carriage together, and it was very quiet inside the carriage. Even the little guy remained silent as Leng Wuxin caressed him again and again.
When they arrived at the palace, almost all the royal family members who had been invited had arrived. When they saw Murong Jue coming, they all bowed respectfully, and their eyes were flowing between Leng Wuxin and Huaying.
"Third brother, this must be Miss Leng who was specially invited by the father..." The man Qisheng asked him was the Seventeenth Prince. This man's eyesight was pretty good and he could tell the difference between Hua Ying and her at a glance.
It's cold and heartless.
"Yes!" Murong Jue responded calmly, with his usual indifferent expression.
"I've long heard that Miss Leng's piano skills are as good as those of Third Sister-in-law back then!" The Seventeenth Prince suddenly said something he shouldn't have said. After realizing that he had gotten into trouble, he immediately glanced at Murong Jue. Sure enough, his
His face became colder.
"Your Highness has given you the award, how can Wuxin compare with Princess Chen?" Leng Wuxin answered calmly and calmly, not minding others comparing her with Ye Qingcheng back then.
"Haha..." The Seventeenth Prince could only laugh a few times and leave quickly when Murong Jue did not give him any good things to eat.
[Thank you 383233539 dear for the red envelope, there are still more today~~ Tickets are a bit short, are you all being kings? Ang]