To find Zhao Wanxi again, Leng junao just wants to protect her for the rest of her life.

Zhao Wanxi pursed her lips and said nothing more, but her eyes were shining with light, which was strange, but Leng junao didn't notice.

After a long time of calm, no one assassinated her again, and Ouyang Huajing didn't make any trouble again.

Zhao Wanxi's life is very comfortable.

By the end of May, it's late spring, and many flowers can no longer see the beauty of the past. On the contrary, new leaves occupy most of people's vision.

Leng junao made a private visit and went out for three days to find out the tax.

Joan quickly walked in from the Palace door, with a little low voice, "Niang Niang, the emperor has returned to the palace."

Zhao Wanxi tried the new skin care eye cream on the bronze mirror and said faintly, "when you come back, you will come back."

"But."

Joan said, "the emperor has brought a girl back."

Zhao Wanxi moves in her hand, and then she turns her eyes to Joan, "girl? What kind of girl is she? How can you bring it into the palace like this? "

She put down the eye cream and cast her eyes at the beautiful shadow of the city in the bronze mirror.

Joan whispered: "I don't know, but it's spread in the palace that the emperor will take this girl as his concubine!"? What kind of woman?

Zhao Wanxi eyes at the end of the light flash, can not help silence: "the palace knows."

Her face was as calm as water, and Joan could not guess her mind.

Just now also plain heart now inexplicably heavy down.

Zhao Wanxi steps into the main hall. Leng Yulin and Leng Zitong are waiting in the hall.

"Mother Wan'an."

"Here we are."

Zhao Wanxi stood in front of them, inexplicably not in the mood to teach, and ordered the task, "you read the Fu that your husband taught these days aloud to your mother."

The two children looked at each other with a smile and read aloud.

Langlang's reading voice filled the whole hall, as if everywhere was full of scholarly atmosphere.

"I'm very glad to see that Xi'er has taught the emperors well."

Leng junao stepped in from the outside. As soon as he returned to the palace, he could not wait to come to Qionghua palace.

Although his face was tired, he could not help but look down on the dignity and strength of dominating everything. When he touched the gorgeous figure in the palace, his hegemony and indifference could not help turning into a soft one.

Zhao Wanxi was blessed and replied, "the emperor is flattered."

When Leng junao stood still in the hall, the sound of reading stopped slowly, and he saluted the man together, with his face full of unspeakable joy.

"Father Huang finally came back, did you bring fun to tong'er?"

The little girl bumps and jumps forward. Leng junao opens her arms and raises her baby daughter. At the same time, with a look in her eyes, Ning Shun steps forward and hands over the clay figurine.

"The emperor did not forget to choose a gift for Princess tong'er when he left the Palace this time..."

What a beautiful clay figurine Xuannv is, and her colorful clothes and feather clothes are also beautifully made!

"thank you, father! Thank you, Dad... "

Tong'er smacks on his father's cheek cleverly. She is very happy!

seeing this picture, Zhao Wanxi's face lightens. Seeing that the man's face is obviously tired and his eyes are dark blue, she can't help saying softly: "tong'er, come down quickly. Don't be naughty. Let your father come back from a long way. Let him have a good rest first."