Lying in bed at night, Zhao Wanxi was still thinking about stealing the token.

Vaguely heard a man's drunken voice outside the corridor: "you all back down! I'm not drunk... "

The seventh prince must have drunk too much! Zhao Wanxi can even hear his faltering steps, some bumpy, water eyes flow, a hint of cunning, is this the so-called heaven sent opportunity?

While Leng junao is drunk, she can steal the token from him. The affairs of taishifu are waiting for her to deal with. She really can't spend any more time here.

Zhao Wanxi opened the door, and before she could stand still, a wall of people fell straight towards her. She tried her best to hold the man, so that she would not be brought down by him.

"How did the seventh Prince drink like this?"

Chao San's face was a little unnatural, with cold respect: "today is the engagement day between the prince Chang and Princess Haya. The seventh prince was very happy, so he drank a few more glasses!"

Princess Haya is engaged to the eldest prince. Zhao Wanxi is also very happy to hear the news. After seeing the drunk man, she casually sends Chao San away -

"the seventh prince will be taken care of by me, so you can go back and have a rest!"

Chao San hesitated for a few seconds. He only heard that the man full of wine hugged Zhao Wanxi's waist and murmured her name: "Xi'er, Xi'er, do you know how much I like you?"

Cough Chao San clenched his fist with one hand, and put it to his lips with a slight cough. If he doesn't retreat at this time, I'm afraid he'll have bad luck tomorrow!

"Thank you, Miss Wanxi."

Chao San retreats in a hurry, and Zhao Wanxi closes the door in the same hurry. It takes her a lot of energy to help Leng junao get to bed.

Leng junao hugged her slender waist and refused to let go. The moment she stumbled down the bed, Zhao Wanxi and Leng junao were also involved by him. She fell straight down, and her delicate body was lying on the man's strong chest.

Zhao Wanxi was angry: "seventh prince, let go quickly..."

Her apricot eyes are moving straight, her hands are groping neatly around the man's sleeve and waist. Suddenly, her fingertips touch a hard object. When she looks down again, she finds that the token is under his side waist.

The Royal token with ebony and gold inlaid with ruby and sapphire makes Zhao Wanxi's eyes shine. This is the token that can let her out of the palace. She just has to pull it out

The fragrance is soft. Leng junao doesn't mean to let go. Although she sleeps with her eyes closed, her arms tightly encircle her.

Zhao Wanxi can't get rid of it, but she is not willing to give up the opportunity in front of her. Her catkin falls on the man's waist carefully, pulling slightly, but the token doesn't move.

She suddenly found that it was because Leng junao and her body weight were pressed on the token that it was difficult to pull. If She can think of a way to slightly side up the man's body, waist side of the token to lose pressure, you can easily get it.

In order to move a strong man like an ox, Zhao Wanxi is so strong that she has to use her legs to help because her whole body is confined by men.

Who doesn't know that her posture is extremely ambiguous to outsiders, and her body is also rubbing unconsciously. At this moment, Zhao Wanxi's attention is all on the token on the man's back waist, and she doesn't find Leng junao's drunken eagle eyes slowly open