Chapter 164

The sudden scene, let Zhao Wanxi apricot eyes open, stunned open red lips, the man took the opportunity to enter her lilac mouth.

For a moment, she was like a child at a loss. She felt that she was about to suffocate. The hot temperature wrapped her tightly. When she felt that she would suffocate, Leng junao gasped and slowly released her.

The man's hot hand, I don't know when, went into her coat and was close to her skin. The real touch also made Zhao Wanxi's brain clear. With the last reason left, he pushed away his wild hand.

"Leng junao, you are a rascal..."

Zhao Wanxi raised her hand and turned her mouth. In the end, she didn't want to take the slap.

"I'm going out for a long journey. If it goes well, I'll marry you when I get back to Beijing!"

Leng junao opens his mouth again. The power of this sentence is more powerful than that of the little ambiguous person just now. Zhao Wanxi's hand is frozen in the air and petrified on the spot.

Leng Jun Ao's mouth was full of smile. He raised his hand to hold her hand and slowly fell down. The deep banter voice came again: "are you happy and can't speak?"

Zhao Wanxi this just returned to God, but conditionally came out a sentence: "where is the seventh Prince going?"

The smile from the corner of the man's mouth extended to the bottom of his eyes. His little woman obviously didn't want him. She put her big palm on her cheek and answered her quietly: "secret mission!"

Her words, ask also equal to ask in vain!

Since it's a secret mission, she can't tell others, but she didn't hear a satisfactory answer. Zhao Wanxi is not happy.

It seems to see a woman's mind, Leng Jun's smile rippling deeper, her fingers touching the hair in her ears, then Feng a turn: "today your mother looks much better."

Zhao Wanxi did not hide from the man: "she was drugged before."

Smell speech, cold Jun roam Mou bottom to pass a touch of instruction dark as deep color and lustre, then ask again: "is what kind of medicine?"

"If I'm not wrong, it's the purple Pueraria fruit, the deep purple plant fruit. It looks pleasant and tastes sweet, but it will paralyze people's nerves."

Zhao Wanxi clearly remembers that the sweet smell she smelled in the medicine juice last time was indeed Zige fruit. However, it was not recorded in the Huangdi classic medicine book, and no one took it as a fruit. There must be few people who knew the toxicity of Zige fruit. She also found this fruit when doing plant research experiments.

Her words came out, but Leng junao's eagle eyes were a little dark again. There was a trace of doubt. Her thin lips opened slightly and murmured: "sweet taste, purple Pueraria fruit..."

It's not difficult for Zhao Wanxi to detect the difference from the man's solemn face. She remembers that not long ago, the man told her that his mother's illness before her death was very similar to Lin Qiaoyu's, isn't it

"What did the seventh Prince think of?"

Leng Jun's fierce eyes instantly converged and cleaned up, and the understatement said: "all things are based on evidence, and I won't presume..."

Since he didn't want to say it, Zhao Wanxi didn't want to. She deliberately opened the distance between them and showed the politeness of the host: "my father has prepared this table for the seventh prince. The seventh Prince won't let him down. Let's eat!"

Leng Jun Ao tightened her waist and pulled her back to him again: "I came here specially to say goodbye to you today. I'm waiting outside the grand master's residence all day long. I'm in a hurry, so I won't eat this meal. Xi'er, remember what I said... "