The Evil King Xun Fei: Don't mess with the femme fatale

But soon she realized that the one who should not be messed with is the weak little sheep in her eyes.

The development of the matter seemed to be far from the original arrangement. Dugu Lin was anxious, but he forced a trace of blush on his face, and said with difficulty: "King Yun, can you return the silk handkerchief to the original owner? That is Lin... that is me. It's a gift from the person I love, but it can't fall into the hands of others, because it will disappoint the beauty's intentions."

Although he didn't explicitly name the owner of this silk handkerchief, but with the half-covered word Lin and the three characters he implicitly said, who doesn't look like a mirror in everyone's heart-it turns out to be Zhao. Princess Hua!

It's not a day or two for the second prince to fall in love with Princess Zhaohua, he never expected to finally impress the beauty, but why didn't the emperor marry Miss Lin Si to the second prince as a side concubine?Why did you bring this up again?

What a mess!

"The flowers are bright and the moon is dark and the mist is dark. I can go to Lang's side tonight. I wear socks and walk on the fragrant steps, and I carry gold-threaded shoes. See you at the south bank of the painting hall. I have always been trembling with people. It is difficult for a slave to come out. I teach you how to show mercy. ——Light thin!"

Yun Zheng read it word by word to Si Pa, his voice was low and rich, cool and moving, a love poem read under the watchful eyes of all the people, unexpectedly read a bit of lingering scarlet flavor, Lin Qingran read it while seeing him , taking the time to look at her affectionately, thinking of the ambiguous affection between the two of them, he couldn't help but roll his eyes secretly, knowing that he did it on purpose, and he was still thinking of teasing her at any time.

After reading it all the way, he sighed unsatisfactorily: "Second Prince and Miss Lin Fourth are really affectionate, and sister is interested, no wonder the emperor wants to marry you two, such affectionate love, I am really envious of you. "

It turned out to be a silk handkerchief given by the second prince and side concubine!

As soon as everyone's thoughts of gossip were gone, their interest faded, and they thought there was some royal secret, but it was just a fun between young couples.

Since they are engaged young couples, it is not too much to write such ambiguous love poems.

How can it be?

How could it be inscribed with the word light and thin? He remembered clearly that when he tucked it into his sleeve before entering the palace, the inscription on the silk handkerchief was still inscribed with the word light dye.

Dugu Lin suddenly dilated his pupils in disbelief, leaned forward, his face turned pale, and blurted out: "Impossible, the inscription is obviously..." The last trace of reason made him hold the words in his chest, and his reason told him He had better not utter the word Zhaohua.

"What is it?" Xu Changqing smiled very kindly, but the fragments held in his hands, under the light of the night pearl, showed a cold light.

"Does the Second Highness suspect that I can't even recognize the two characters Qingxi?" Yun Zheng asked lightly, but looking at his eyes, it was as if soaked in ice and snow.

There is no proof, even if he said that Lin Qingran could not change anything, he quickly turned around and glanced at Lin Qingran whose face seemed to be blurred, he rushed forward vigorously, the wine cup on Yunzheng's table was hit, After pouring down one after another, the deep crimson fruit wine was poured on Sujuan's tablecloth, and it was stained with old water stains in a short while.

"Give it to me! Give it back!"

Yun Zheng didn't snatch it either, and threw it out with a raised hand: "Don't worry, Second Highness, gentlemen don't steal people's love. I'm not interested in Sipa who witnessed that you and Miss Lin Si are stronger than gold."

Dugu Lin picked it up and carefully looked at the silk handkerchief. It was the same poem, the same texture, and the same golden embroidery thread. Except for the signature, the original one had the word light dye, but the current signature is really the word light and thin.

Obviously the handkerchief was dropped.