Yue Qing glared at his son with hatred.

It's just strange that the prince didn't show the slightest.

The obedient was pulled away by Yue Qingrong.

"And the prince, don't worry, Jiang and the county lord ......"

Yue Qingrong's voice became farther and farther away.

It was Yuan Changhuan, who turned his head to look at the resignation and swallowed his saliva.

This reversal is too fast, "You are so offended and the prince's mansion?" ”

"Is that the point?" Xie Ci looked at her and asked.

"Isn't that the point?" Of course, Yuan Changhuan knew what he meant, but as if he didn't understand, he tilted his head and looked at him in surprise.

Xie Ci squeezed her boneless wrist and chuckled.

The low, deep and warm laughter reached Yuan Changhuan's ears.

Crispy and itchy.

Yuan Changhuan rubbed his ears, stared at him with watery eyes, and now he didn't pretend, "If you really like her, how can you let her leave for so many years." ”

The possessiveness of thanks, Yuan Changhuan has a deep understanding.

If it is really as Jiang He said, then this prince and princess still have their own affairs?

She's not stupid.

Although there was a momentary wavering during the period, it was just a matter of concern.

"Very smart." The thank-you speech was silent for a while, and then rubbed her head and praised.

With that, he walked out of the main hall.

Look at his back.

Yuan Changhuan frowned slightly.

I didn't seem to be happy with the thanks.

The thank you who took the lead in leaving, of course I was not happy, when I encountered this kind of thing, Yuanyuan's brain can still analyze it so clearly, what does this mean?

It shows that he has not fallen in love with him yet.

The excuse came to an abrupt halt.

Turning around, her thin lips sipping a shallow and warm smile, she stretched out her hand, "Don't leave yet, do you want to stay here for the night?" ”

"Here we are."

Looking at Xie Ci's slender hand, Yuan Changhuan was slightly stunned and subconsciously held it.

Go with him.

The thank-you note took her movements into view.

The eyebrows and eyes are demonic but docile.

After all, he is a very patient hunter, don't rush, take your time.

There will always be a day when Yuan Changhuan will belong to him completely.

Wait until you return to Xingzhixuan

Yuan Changhuan had the heart to ask him.

"That Jiang and the county lord are not such easy people to give up, and she seems to be bound to you."

"The beautiful little cousin is gone, and there is a heroic fiancée."

"Tut-tut, Xie Shizi is really blessed."

I was able to talk well before, and I was still sour.

Xie Ci's originally calm and waveless eyes gradually became dark.

Pressed her against the window, lowered her eyes and replied, "With a lady so colorful, what does the beauty and happiness of others have to do with me?" ”

The phoenix eyes are serious and determined.

Yuan Changhuan was a little stunned.

The hand that had resisted slipped down his chest and placed it on his waist, and his soft and plump body leaned in.

It's a sign of weakness.

Wrap your arms around her slender shoulders.

It's half a ring.

Yuan Changhuan asked, "But that handwriting is indeed yours, who imitated it?" ”

"There are many capable people in the world, and there are naturally not a few who can imitate the handwriting of their husbands." Xie Ci rubbed her shoulder blades.

Then he half-hugged her and walked to the soft couch.

"Is it Jiang and the county lord?"

"No, if she goes to such great lengths to imitate your handwriting and claim that it is your letter, it will be too easy to debunk."

"So Jiang and the county lord should be unaware, right?"

Yuan Changhuan felt that his analysis was particularly good, and looked up at Xie Ci, his beautiful peach blossom eyes were shining at this time.

It's like a kitten begging for compliments.

Thanks, thin lips and smile......