Genius Little Poison Concubine

Where is the falling red handkerchief?

The old lady took a breath and looked at the king of Qin strangely.

Are you kidding!

I don't know when King Qin came back last night, but it's hard to imagine that he didn't drive this woman out of the lotus yard. It's estimated that he came out with her to greet the people in the palace.

How could I still talk to this woman... And bring a red veil in person?

This woman must have lied, but how dare she tell such a lie in front of the king of Qin? Is she trying to die?

The old lady was full of entanglement. She wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask more. She was frightened and waiting for the response of the king of Qin.

Who knows, long feiye left the word "wait" and walked back in person.

Is this the rhythm to get?

The old mammy covered her mouth strangely. She couldn't help looking at Murong, who was hiding aside. Han Yunxi looked curiously, but saw no one there.

"You... You..." the old lady was very uneasy.

Do you want to do this? Make them look like adulterers and adulterers!

Han Yunxi rolled her eyes and leaned against the fence to wait. In fact, she had no bottom in her heart. God knows whether there will be red when long feiye took out the red handkerchief.

She just wanted to ask him to go to greet her yesterday, but she didn't expect this. If there was no red handkerchief, how much significance would it be for him to accompany her to greet her?

That thing can really represent his recognition of her.

Although he knew it was impossible and couldn't accept such a lie, Han Yunxi still had a little hope at the bottom of her heart. After all, she had married him.

Long feiye, you and I got married because of the emperor's order. I didn't insist on everything. If you can't resist the emperor's order, can you not put all the pressure on me as a woman?

Han Yunxi hung her eyes and leaned against the low wall to wait silently. The old Mammy was anxious and paced back and forth. She looked at her from time to time as if she were a monster.

Finally, long feiye came back, but his hands were empty.

Or did you decide that the truth had been told, so you didn't even take anything? Han Yunxi tried to ignore the sadness in his heart, smiled and asked nothing.

"Your Highness... Where's the handkerchief?" The old lady couldn't help but ask nervously.

Who knows that the dragon is not the night, but said, "the king can take it over."

The old lady was shocked. "Your Highness... Your highness is going to the princess together?"

Long feiye didn't answer the old mother and ignored Han Yunxi. He left with long legs and walked very fast.

Han Yunxi's body reacts faster than her head. She rushes to catch up. She is nervous and her heart beats faster. What will this guy do?

I wanted to ask, but I didn't know how to speak. I chased him all the way to the gate of Princess Yi.

At the gate stood a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old. She was so thin that she would fall down when the wind blew. She dressed a little simple, looked pure, and her eyes were very gentle. This person is no one else, but the adopted daughter of Princess Yi. Murong is like.

As soon as they came, Murong hurried forward and called shyly, "brother, are you coming too?"

Murong's voice was so soft that it could melt people's hearts. Han Yunxi had goose bumps and sighed secretly. What a big delicate flower!

Delicate and soft, people see the beauty in front of them. Unfortunately, the Dragon didn't go back into the room directly as the air.

It turns out that this guy is so cold to anyone.

"Brother..."

Murong was like another bone melting tenderness, showing three grievances. Han Yunxi trembled again and shook off a goose bumps.

Who knows, Murong Wanru looked at her, looked up and down, glanced a touch of jealousy at the bottom of his eyes, but smiled kindly on his face, "sister-in-law, you are so beautiful!"

She said, affectionately holding Han Yunxi's arm and comforting, "my brother is just that. Don't mind. Come on, I'll take you in. "

Just now, it was clear that she was treated as air by long feiye. It was as if she was the master and Han Yunxi was the guest.

No matter how good the adopted daughter is, her surname is not dragon. Her daughter-in-law can no longer be spoiled. That's also the future hostess.

Han Yunxi smiled and said, "thank you, Miss Murong. I can go in by myself."

Then he pushed her hand away without a trace and strode in.