Chapter 1213

Did he find that she was just peeping at the conversation between Leng junao and Hua Shuying?

Without waiting for her to speak, a boy had already said: "I seem to hear uncle Hua's voice..."

Zhao Wanxi pretended to be calm, cleared her throat, nodded and said, "it should be him!"

She should try her best to be calm, as if she didn't see or hear anything.

Leng Yulin narrowed his eyes and turned into a crescent moon. His childish voice was full of interesting meaning: "Uncle Hua should have come to settle accounts with my father, right? My father underestimated the elite soldiers of Xiqi kingdom. They all said that Xiqi emperor was a cunning old fox. How could he not think that his father might send troops to fight against the sneak attack

While the boy was talking, the smile at the corner of his mouth became deeper and deeper, which suddenly gave people the illusion that the boy was watching his father's joke?

Zhao Wanxi's black eyelashes flickered, and her apricot eyes flashed with a trace of interest. She glanced warily at the direction of the door again. It was still quiet outside, there was no movement, and the man had not turned back.

She looked back at Mo Tong, who was looking at a boy, and her voice was very low: "how can I listen Can't wait for your father to marry you a stepmother

The familiar look in his eyes made a boy feel guilty for a while, but he soon reflected that he was serious and upright: "at the moment of national calamity, of course, we should take the overall situation as the most important thing. This truth is what my father taught me!"

Listening to what he said, his smart and cunning eyes exposed his inner little Jiujiu. Zhao Wanxi really couldn't understand what bad idea was thinking in the little guy's mind, even her own father.

Zhao Wanxi couldn't help but sigh in her heart: they all say that you can't live by doing evil. Leng junao's son, of course, is not a fuel-efficient lamp!

She couldn't help glancing at the other two little people on the bed. The steamed stuffed buns in their swaddling clothes are not good at picking. The two princes of Nanlin state, I'm afraid they won't know what kind of bloody storm they will bring in the future!

At this time, heavy and slow footsteps came from outside the door. Zhao Wanxi and Leng Yulin closed their mouths almost at the same time. A boy fell into bed and pretended to sleep. Zhao Wanxi also recovered to the appearance of false sleep in an instant.

This action is rapid and consistent. It's really natural!

Leng junao pushes the door in and glances at the direction of the bed. The beautiful face engraved is strangely cold. Last night's plan failed. He can't help but startle the snake. Xiqi even puts on a posture of death. There is still half a day for him to consider whether to fulfill the engagement or tear up the ticket hostage. The two countries are at war and the people are in dire straits!

He is not afraid of war at all, but if he ignores the life and death of the Empress Dowager and Lanxi's mother and daughter, Hua Shuying won't forgive him in his life, and he can't forgive himself!

I heard someone enter the room, but the room was quiet, even if an embroidery needle fell to the ground. Zhao Wanxi had a little doubt in her mind, and could not help narrowing her eyes into a slit.

She saw Leng junao sitting at the table. He held his forehead with one hand, and his forehead was facing the table. It was hard for people to see the expression on his face, but the eagle eyes of the man were closed, and it seemed that he was asleep.

Looking back on these days, Zhao Wanxi didn't see him close her eyes. It's time for him to have a good sleep.