Chapter 145: A lonely grave with thousands of miles, nowhere to talk about desolation (66)

Wen Xien:...It's over, it's over.

After coaxing Rong Yan, Wen Xien accompanied him in the palace for a while and then left.

It was already late at night when she returned to the House of Kings. Wen Xien rubbed his forehead tiredly. Rong Yan was too difficult to deal with and insisted on leaving her in the palace, but Wen Xien didn't dare because she found that Rong Yan was not so easy to control now, and sometimes she couldn't even understand what Rong Yan was thinking.

Rong Yan is no longer the simple fool back then, but now he has advanced to a scheming fool.

It became increasingly difficult to deal with, which really made her very tired.

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Halfway through the blue silk book, Yang Sheng was warming her tea.

Wen Xien leaned on the pillow behind her, and the snow-silk fur wrapped around her body made her look more and more delicate as jade. Her fingers as slender as jade were closed on the book. The huge wind flowing under the opened window gently smeared with the faint fragrance of flowers, floating into the room.

Smell the fragrance of flowers.

Wen Xien looked out the window and saw the long forest and grass, the rockery flowing water, which was very lively.

The Prime Minister asked Wen Xien to this high-end inn and said that there was something important to discuss.

To be honest, Wen Xien really doesn't believe that this prime minister has anything important, and I'm afraid he's talking to the media again, but Wen Xien has used the excuse to refuse many times. Anyone with discerning eyes can see that Wen Xien is not interested in his daughter.

But the Prime Minister just licked his old face. The Prime Minister thought that no one didn't like his daughter. His daughter was beautiful and charming, and she was soft and cute. The Fourth Prince was so cold, but because she had never seen his daughter, she might fall in love with her once she saw her.

"Little Shengzi" Wen Xien's eyes closed halfway, and he pointed at the case lightly at his fingertips, neither salty nor light, "Have the Prime Minister been here yet?"

"I heard from the people over there that they are coming soon." Yang Sheng stopped Zhengtiancha's movements, suddenly looked up, and saw the man with a faint smile on the soft seat, and a smile on the corner of his lips.

"After listening to the Qu family, the young girl is the number one beauty in Yan State."

The Qu family is the prime minister. His daughter is indeed very famous. She heard that she is as beautiful as a fairy.

But Yang Sheng didn't believe it because he had seen someone like a fairy. His master was the most beautiful person he had ever seen in his life, and everyone would be overshadowed in front of him.

Yang Sheng saw that Wen Xien seemed to be very interested in the lady of the Naqu family, and his eyes couldn't help but fall to her snow-white neck. When it fell to her flat chest, a smile leaked from the corner of her mouth.

The door was pushed open, and a slim woman walked in, her blue green smoke skirt was lifted up gracefully, around the threshold, and her movements were elegant.

Her face was slightly pink, her red lips and eyes seemed to contain the spring water of March, and she looked elegant and clear.

Qujing and Shi Bi came to Wen Xien and bowed, "Fourth Prince, Miss Qu Jing"

Wen Xien felt a little uncomfortable, and she asked in a concealed manner: "Are you the Prime Minister's baby daughter?"

Qu Jing was joking with Wen Xien, and his face was very thin, and he suddenly turned red and stood there at a loss, "Go back to the prince, this is the minister."

The woman blushed, making Wen Xien feel very embarrassed. She coughed lightly, "Sit down first."

Qu Jing sat shyly at the closest position to Wen Xien. Yu Guang always glanced at the fourth prince's snow-white and perfect side face. When Wen Xien hoped to come, he immediately lowered his eyelashes, performing the little woman's first love appearance to the fullest.

The originally normal atmosphere became a little abnormal by Qu Jing.

Wen Xien was so embarrassed that he wanted to pick his feet.

But I don’t want to make the atmosphere too awkward. After all, it’s better not to do it too much for girls.

Wen Xien looked inadvertently and found that Yang Sheng was staring at the girl, and couldn't help but quip: "What's wrong, Xiao Shengzi's eyes are almost stuck to Miss Qu."

Yang Sheng lowered his head, looking shy, but only he knew the emotions in his eyes. He whispered: "Master, don't joke with the slave."

He looked at this girl Qu for a long time, but did not find anything extraordinary. He couldn't understand why the Fourth Prince could greet him with a smile.

And the fourth prince... Yang Sheng stared at Wen Xien's chest quietly, and an abnormal blush appeared on his fair face.

Wen Xien had a simple chat with the girl at the beginning, but when he got to the bottom of the conversation, he found that the girl was really talented, very good at speaking, and knew a lot of things.

As we chatted, we couldn't help but talk deeper. They were like confidants. They had just met for the first time today, but they felt that they had a special understanding.

"Clang."

It was the sound of the teacup falling to the ground. The quality of the teacup was very good. It had not yet broken. It rolled to Qujing's feet. She bent down and picked it up.

He handed it to Yang Sheng, who had been silent and feminine, and she met his dull eyes. She was shocked. The cup in her hand fell off. This time she would not have such good luck when she hit the ground, and fragments splashed everywhere.

"Isn't it hurt anywhere?" The gorgeous voice woke Qu Jing up.

Qu Jing shook his head, glanced at Yang Sheng, who was kneeling on the ground to clean up the fragments, was scared.

After chatting, Wen Xien could already feel Qu Jing's absent-mindedness. She didn't say much, saying that it was getting late, so why didn't someone send Miss Qu back first.

Qu Jing hesitated for a moment, then glanced at Yang Sheng, who was begging for his eyes, and finally nodded.

As soon as Qu Jing left, Wen Xien pulled Yang Sheng in front of him, "What do you think of Miss Qu?"

When Wen Xien was talking to Qu Jing, he found that Qu Jing's eyes were always glancing at the little eunuch behind her, and there must be something wrong with it.

Even when leaving, I had to look at the little eunuch behind Wen Xien, and I must be interested in Yang Sheng.

Although Yang Sheng is a little eunuch, he is handsome, well-behaved, and can take care of others. That's right...

It's okay, it's okay to have a platonic love. Thinking of this, Wen Xien's mind has begun to replenish his body and heart.

Yang Sheng blushed and looked at his hand being held. Wen Xien's hands were very hot, and his hands were a little cold, which made him unable to help but want to wrap the entire hands.

But when he heard what Wen Xien said, Yang Sheng's blood suddenly became cold. He moved his lips, "Miss Qu...is pretty good."

Wen Xien nodded, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.

Seeing Wen Xien's happy appearance, Yang Sheng didn't know what he thought of, his pupils shrank slightly, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Did your master take a fancy to Miss Qu?"

The little eunuch had red eyes, and could not hide the panic. Wen Xien said that she had seen through everything.

In order not to let the little eunuch misunderstand, Wen Xien shook his head, "No, just ask casually."

(End of this chapter)
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