She is so charming and charming

Chapter 20 Let me see

The singing and dancing girls took off their soft shirts, exposed their snowy shoulders, flirted boldly, twisted their slender waists, like fairies.

Lin Roushuang is a young lady of the noble family who has been self-denying and courteous since she was a child. She has never seen such a corrupt and romantic scene.

The corners of his mouth were slightly stiff, and he stepped forward very cautiously.

Rong Yan narrowed her eyes, tried to reduce her sense of existence, and followed Lin closely.

Sitting in the main seat, Prince Jia was over fifty years old, with a pair of eyes full of royal hypocrisy, holding a wine glass in his hand, with a smile that could not be seen to the end.

It's not unusual to see Mrs. Lin walking in from the outside.Instead, it was the little girl beside her who caught his attention.

Although the little girl is wearing a veil, it can't cover her slender and thin bones. With a twist of the willow waist, a thin layer of shadow is cast by the black and thick eyelashes, which falls on the white and tender skin, and her hair is covered with blue hair. Hair like black silk, glowing with luster.

Prince Jia, who is used to seeing beauties, couldn't bear the itch in his heart, top-notch goods are rare!
As soon as he waved his hand, all kinds of beauties retreated one after another.

Rong Yan always felt that eyes from all directions were gathering at this one place, this kind of gaze made Rong Yan uneasy, she raised her eyes slightly, and happened to bump into a pair of eyes.

Lazy, evil eyes.

He sat in the most honored guest seat.

It's Wei Yan.

Why is he here?

Just when she was curious, Lin Roushuang said softly, "This concubine has met Prince Jia, the Ninth Prince."

Rong Yan came back to his senses, slightly bent his knees, and said together, "The untouchables have met Prince Jia, the Ninth Prince, and the two Jin An."

"Excuse me." Prince Jia put down his cup, his eyes turned aside Rong Yan inadvertently like a snake, at that moment, the small drum in Rong Yan's heart stopped, and the little hands hidden under his sleeves were sweating.

Prince Jia: "I don't know what's the matter with Madam Rong's hasty visit today?"

Lin Roushuang replied: "The concubine has some private matters to discuss with Mu Yan. The matter is urgent, so she came to the door rashly. Please forgive me, my lord."

"Oh... so it was for Mu Yan," Prince Jia casually pointed to a servant, "You, take Madam Rong to see Mu Yan."

Boy, "Yes."

Lin Roushuang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you, my lord, that concubine will leave for the time being."

Just when the two turned to leave, Lord Jia chuckled, "Since Mrs. Lin and Mu Yan are discussing private matters, let the second girl rest here for a while."

Lin Roushuang's expression changed suddenly, "This..."

Rong Yan clenched her fingers tightly.

"Why," Prince Jia smiled kindly, but his gaze was like a beast lurking in a dark corner, hiding danger, "Madam Rong is still afraid that I won't be able to take good care of you?"

Lin Roushuang smiled awkwardly, "Of course not."

"Then it won't work, please, Mrs. Rong."

In the end, Lin Roushuang could only look at Rong Yan deeply apologetically, and whispered in her ear, "Take care of yourself", then moved lotus steps and left.

take care of yourself?
How to take care of it?

Rong Yan felt extremely ridiculous at this moment.

The moment the door closed, she was cold all over, and she couldn't laugh even if she wanted to. She was sad in her heart, so she could only bury her head deeply and stand in one place, like a stake, motionless. .

The voice of Prince Jia came from above his head, "What's your name?"

She moved her dry lips for a long time, "Rong...Rong Yan."

"Rong Yan..." Prince Jia read two words, "How old is this year?"

Rong Yan took a breath and replied, "Thirteen."

"Thirteen is good..." Prince Jia smiled meaningfully, "If I remember correctly, your mother is the Shen family."

Rong Yan bent her fingers, curled up and tightened, "Yes."

Prince Jia picked up a white jade-bodied blue-painted porcelain cup, poured a glass of wine, and said with deep meaning, "This king has also turned over your mother's brand. She is indeed a beauty. It's a pity..."

Sighing and regretting, she looked at Rong Yan with wolf-like eyes, "Take off the curtain and let me see."

Rong Yan's face was slightly pale, the acne makeup on her face had been removed long ago, if she took off the veil, it would be great if she didn't get caught, but if she was caught, then she would be dead.

And she couldn't afford to gamble.

Dead silence, no sound, the young girl trembled, like a mayfly, like a fish.

　Pei Yu is the hero.

　　By the way, please ask for a recommendation ticket, rating, etc. Well, you are the motivation for me to persist.

　　Both male and female protagonists are growth models, thank you.

　　


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