Chapter 24

Leng junao is sure that she doesn't have dizziness and tinnitus. The woman with lin'er in her arms is really Zhao Wanxi's woman with money in her eyes.

Nanny? Where did she milk from? I don't want to make a profit again!

Zhao Wanxi couldn't see the disdain in the eyes of the seventh prince. Before the man opened her mouth, she took a quick step and looked at the man's eagle eyes calmly, with a smile on her lips: "the seventh Prince didn't hear me wrong. The daughter of the people is the new wet nurse of the little prince, just like a fake..."

Leng Jun Ao's narrow eyes half narrowed. The light of eyes swept over the baby's face and finally fell on Zhao Wanxi's face. This woman really aroused his curiosity. She was like a mystery palace. Every time I saw her, I would have unexpected results.

At this time, the Queen's sarcasm came -

"doctor Zhao is the eldest daughter of the prince and the first lady of Duwei's mansion. How many secrets do you have?"

Leng junao's long, narrow and evil star eyes are getting darker and darker, and his eyebrows are slightly frowning: "since the emperor's grandmother has decided, junao doesn't care any more. I happen to be out of the palace for a while, and lin'er will settle in Cixin palace for the time being."

A bright moon is hanging in the night, and the silver moon is pouring down. A month has passed, and Zhao Wanxi is used to sleeping around. Lin'er has been taken away by her maid for a long time. She can't help but miss her.

faces a homemade rose mask, and Zhao Wanxi makes faces to make her laugh.

"Lin'er, you're laughing..."

As if she had discovered a new world, Zhao Wanxi was both surprised and happy. At this moment, she suddenly heard something coming from the window. Before she could react, a shadow swept through the window and slammed the door tightly.

Blood!

Leng junao's night clothes are soaked with blood, and his sword palm is full of red blood. He stumbles to Zhao Wanxi, and his voice is very low -

"what are you doing? Stop the bleeding. "

Zhao Wanxi responded, and her eyes crossed a suspicious color: "the seventh Prince is injured. Why don't you go to the Imperial Palace and run to the people's daughter?"

Are they familiar?

Leng junao's sword eyebrows slanted into her temples and gave her a white eye: "if I could go to the Imperial Palace, I would not come here."

The man was badly hurt. There was no blood on his face, but the domineering spirit of the king in his heart was natural, which made people have to surrender.

Zhao Wanxi puts lin'er on the bed. When she turns back with the medicine box, she hears lin'er's lovely giggle again. Looking along the direction, she sees lin'er's pink, fat and chubby hands fall on the man's forehead and nose mischievously, giggling, dancing, and sparing no effort to tease the man.

Leng junao, who was seriously injured, was standing on the bed with one arm. His deep eyes were staring at the vivid pink meat ball. He couldn't believe his expression. After a month's absence, the little guy became very vivid and lovely.

"Take off -"

Zhao Wanxi's cold voice just made Leng junao take back his sight, but her eyebrows were frowning subconsciously. The woman's Apricot eyes were staring at him and asked him to take off. Does she know what is reserved?

"Well There's no need to make a lot of trouble. You can stop the bleeding for me. I can't stay here long. "

Leng Jun's face is very difficult. If he had no choice, he would not come to Cixin palace. I'm afraid the imperial guards in the palace are searching next to the palace. It won't be long before they can find the Empress Dowager's Cixin palace.