The Emperor's Favorite: The Fourth Miss Ghost

Facing the ambiguity in front of her, Feng Zhuyue was not in a hurry, her eyes were beautiful and picturesque, and her eyes were as clear as water. Even if everyone's eyes fell on her exploratoryly, she was still calm and unhurried, as if she was not attracted by these factors .

She tapped lightly on the table with her slender fingers, closed her eyes full of landscape charm, and said with a smile: "His Royal Highness is really careful, and he considers everything for me, the future Seventh Emperor Aunt. Looking back, Yue'er saw King Cang, will definitely bring His Royal Highness the care and thoughtfulness of the Crown Prince."

With a soft and delicate sentence, the topic was tactfully returned.

A popular and graceful slid across the sky, shedding a silvery white brilliance.A moment later, it was as if nothing had happened.

There was a crack in Long Junao's eyes, but he recovered quickly, and he sat in his seat without saying anything.

Feng Zhuyue blinked at Yi Qingping as if nothing had happened.Yi Qingping sticks out her tongue cutely, she didn't expect Feng Zhuyue to be so easy-going.

Although Feng Zhuyue smoothed Long Junao back sentence by sentence, everyone also discovered the small relationship between Feng Zhuyue and Long Junao.

very subtle.

To be precise, it was Long Junao's attitude towards Feng Zhuyue that forced the relationship between the two to be delicate in front of other people.

Feng Ju stared at Feng Zhuyue resentfully, wishing to stare her eyes out. Gritting her teeth, she stood up and said, "Your Highness, tonight is such a beautiful and beautiful night, the little girl wants to make a fool of herself and play for the prince and everyone here. A song."

"it is good."

Long Junao didn't say too much, and there was not too much expression on his handsome face, it was just a word, and his tone was so light that it seemed that he was just agreeing to a sentence.

Yi Qingping carefully tugged on Feng Zhuyue's sleeve when Feng Ju walked slowly to the center of the garden.

"Yue'er, do you want to perform on stage later?"

"No." Feng Zhuyue refused without thinking.

"But the girls who come tonight seem to be performing! To make a fool of myself to become a princess."

"It's really a shame. I'm different from you. I already have King Cang, and I was just annulled by the crown prince. No matter what happens, the title of crown princess will not return to me. What am I going to do?"

Yi Qingping gritted her teeth, her eyes lingered on Long Junao cautiously, and lowered her voice very low: "I don't know if I feel something wrong, I always feel that Long Junao is very interested in you .”

Three black lines slid down Feng Zhuyue's forehead, and the corners of her mouth twitched uncomfortably.This is an illusion, it's obvious, okay!Only now did Feng Zhuyue realize that this posture seemed to be setting her up tonight.

She has a good brain!In the current situation, she is his future Aunt Seventh. No matter how interested he is, he will not attack his Aunt Seventh Emperor, right?

With the last question mark, she herself felt that she had no idea.

But since she dared to come, she had already thought of a perfect plan.As long as the prince dared to break the rules and propose marriage to her, the seventh emperor's aunt, she would dare to prevent the prince from stepping down.

Slap yourself.

"I think you're thinking too much. You'd better watch the show! If you don't watch the show delivered to your door, I'm so sorry for your eyes."

In other words, Feng Ju put in a lot of effort today.She was wearing a long purple dress with an exquisite waist, which perfectly displayed her perfect figure, with exquisite curves.