Chapter 1420

Caught off guard, a strong sense of disappointment surged in. Zhao Wanxi's face was slightly heavy and full of inexplicable sadness.

Looking at her reaction, Lanxi's eyes are not only distressed, but also guilty. He quickly picked up Zhao Wanxi's hand again and was full of remorse.

"Blame me, blame me, which pot does not open, which pot, I have to tell you this. I Well, it's all my nature. I'm too anxious. "

After that, she looked a little calm, and a little cold appeared.

"You can rest assured that we are still here, and you will not be wronged. Even if the principal is still there, some things have already become a foregone conclusion, and can't be changed, let alone a stand in, a face? "

The love between Leng junao and Zhao Wanxi was the yearning of Lan Xi's heart.

The love myth of life and death and Zicheng, life and a couple, was staged in front of her eyes, which made her envious.

Fortunately, later, she also had her lover, and then she felt complete. However, when she was well, Zhao Wanxi was in trouble again.

Before and after experiencing many hardships, not to say, but also faced with being intervened by others.

Forced to have no choice but to have a beautiful imperial concubine, it is because you have to worry about your country and the world. Leng junao, as an emperor, has an inescapable responsibility.

Compared with Ouyang Huajing, what is a mere Bai Lian?

"If she dares to give birth to any moth, I'll be the first one to let her go! It's just a face. If it's gone, nothing will exist. "

None of the children in the emperor's family is pure minded.

Lanxi seems harmless, does not mean that she is really harmless, just like at the moment, between the lips open and close, are showing a cool.

With the respect of her Princess, Lan Xi has the courage to say this to Bai Lian, who has no background at all.

In fact, Zhao Wanxi has no doubt. After all, along the way, the friendship between us has long been extraordinary. She still understands that the other party wants to protect her mind.

This sentiment, should receive.

"Well, I know. Thank you first

What Zhao Wanxi thought was that although Bai Lian didn't seem to have any background, in fact, she was backed by a real mountain.

As long as Leng junao has pity on her, how can others be unhappy?

Can't think, the more I think, the more I can't help but care, and then lose heart and feel uncomfortable.

As they walked, they said that when they got here, they had almost reached the gate of the warm Pavilion. A maid of honor stepped forward quickly and opened the curtain for them.

Because it's a special place for the little princess to rest, the temperature of the warm Pavilion is slightly higher. As the curtain is lifted, a heat wave is coming.

Zhao Wanxi raises her foot to go in, and then goes around the screen outside. She sees Bai Lian standing in the inner room, holding a bun in her hand.

Always recognize a stranger, don't like to let strangers hold small steamed stuffed bun, now she is holding, holding a pair of small hands to cry.

It was supposed to be a harmonious scene, but Zhao Wanxi felt very uncomfortable.

Lanxi is ahead of her direct cold face, export words, is also very impolite, completely did not intend to give Bai Lian face meaning.

"Who let her in? Who made her hold her highness? One or two of you are both dead?! What about the wet nurse? "