Chapter 1379

Ning Shun catches up with the master and glances at Zhao Wanxi in a hurry. He thought the empress would take the initiative to open her mouth. This contradiction should be resolved. But how can he see that the master is getting more and more angry?

Since the collapse of the talks, Zhao Wanxi and Leng junao have entered the cold war again. Apart from the necessary etiquette, they can't say anything else.

Leng junao affirms that Zhao Wanxi has feelings for yefengchen, but Zhao Wanxi thinks that he is unreasonable.

The night is as deep as ink.

Zhao Wanxi didn't know why. She had to lock the doors and windows every night when she went to bed, so she could feel at ease.

In her steady sleep, she turned over in a daze, but ran into a wall of meat.

Zhao Wanxi was surprised. Before she could open her mouth, she heard a low voice coming into her ear: "Xi'er."

Long lost address, no reason to let her body tremble.

Zhao Wanxi woke up with a start: "how did you get in?"

The door and the window were closed, but he wondered how the irony came in?

Zhao Wanxi was so cold that she wanted to push him away.

Leng junao's long arm stretched out and put her in her arms. Her hard chest was close to her soft body. A faint smell of wine filled her nose.

Zhao Wanxi was surprised. Did he drink?

But before she could say anything, the man behind her had a slightly hoarse voice: "I don't like this..."

The voice of a little prayer made her heart tremble.

She was silent. Before, she was willing to make it clear, but he didn't want to listen to it. Now what do you mean by saying this?

"Xi'er..."

Leng junao was obviously slightly drunk. Her black head was tightly buried in her neck. Her warm breath poured out, and her whole body was numb.

"Since the emperor is drunk, sleep here. I'll go to tong'er's room to sleep."

Zhao Wanxi doesn't want to be imprisoned in such a posture. She gets up a little and wants to light a candle.

But was a man big palm pressed, "Xi'er, you still don't want to forgive me?"

In the night, Zhao Wanxi couldn't see his face clearly, but she could tell that there was pain in the voice.

Her mind moved and her heart softened.

"It's my fault that makes you suffer so much."

Leng junao openly admitted his mistake, which surprised Zhao Wanxi.

The impression of him has been calm, overbearing, never seen him who served soft.

"Leng Jun Ao."

Zhao Wanxi gently opened her lips and cleared her throat: "let me go first."

As soon as he heard that he wanted to let go, Leng junao was slightly drunk. His mind was not very clear. Instead, he took back the big palm on her slender waist, "I won't let go! I've managed to find you again. I can't let you escape this time. "

Overbearing words implied fear, so many years, he sought for so many years, absolutely can't let go.

Zhao Wanxi

Even if she knew that this was to Queen Wanxi, her mind could not help but move.

It's really embarrassing to be so tightly bound. Zhao Wanxi has no choice but to say softly, "you let me go first."

Leng junao put forward a condition: "unless you say forgive me, I will let go."

In the dark, Zhao Wanxi looks at the man's bright eyes. They look at each other. She is defeated in the man's hot eyes.