What's the matter with me?

"Who do you say you are?"

"Well, I'm the king of Nanlin, but I'm trapped by the traitors.

If you can help me out, I will return to the imperial court in the future, and you will be indispensable to my prosperity.

If you have a high official position and a good salary, you can choose from them! "

Zhao Wanxi

By the other party's words thunder, her first reaction, is to look at the Leng Jun Ao who comes close behind her.

If you are the king of Nanlin, who is he?

As expected to see each other's face is obviously overcast.

At the same time, he also realized that Mo Yue, the man in the prison, disguised as a person from the imperial court, went to the general's residence to cheat, and was seen by a mysterious expert beside Zhen Youjie.

No wonder it looks so different.

It's just In this case, the reason is that Leng junao arranged to enter the general's house in advance to inquire about the real and the false?

How could Even Leng junao doesn't know him. The real master has appeared. Can he still play?

Is full of doubts, but see each other completely a pair of suddenly realized appearance, a pair of eyes glue in Zhao Wanxi body, look very strange.

A little bit The smell of obscenity.

"Oh, I see. It's my thoughtlessness. If you, a woman, save me for no reason, you will not be criticized by outsiders who don't know the inside story, which will damage my name.

I'm not one who doesn't know how to be compassionate. Well, when I go back to the palace, I'll take you with me. How about that?

From then on, you will be my favorite concubine.

And this is your brother, right? You can rest assured that I will not treat him lightly. "

Zhao Wanxi With you? "

It's a bit of a bottom line to forgive her tolerance.

Even if the population makes wild talk, why is it so unorthodox?

What's more, he is also looking for someone to impersonate Leng junao, the emperor of a country. At least he has the same appearance, right?

Just like a weak scholar with no ability to bind a chicken, let alone fighting in the battlefield, even if he is diligent, he has to worry about his physical condition?

And she and Leng junao look like brothers and sisters?

Even if it's blind, there has to be a limit.

But the man in the prison didn't know anything about it, and he was still talking there. With that kind of languid tone, I don't know how, Zhao Wanxi suddenly thought of the flower doctor of Leng Lanxi's family, Hua Shuying.

To some extent, they look very similar.

Because of this similarity, she has a good impression on this person. Even if the other person's words are not pleasant to the ear, she still selectively forgives.

Jindu has come in. Hengli is here to save people. It's better to push the boat with the current.

It can also be regarded as a virtue for Leng Yulin, Leng Zitong and xiaobaozi in the capital.

"Well, I'll rely on you for all my future wealth."

He glanced at the man's performance, and Zhao Wanxi looked at the lock in her hand.

Very simple lock, looking at bluffing, in fact, but embroidered pillow.

Take down the hairpin on the hair, fiddle about one or two, "Bata" a sound, the prison door lock should be opened.

"Well, you can come out now."

"Xi'er, stop it!"

The clear sound of the lock was the successful control of the man's reserved chatter.

Zhao Wanxi's attention is almost all here. She doesn't catch the last moment. Leng junao's eyes are different.