The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

Yun Qianyue looked at the two cars quietly. The look was the same as before, lazy, weak, and not much spirit. He turned a blind eye to the crowd, as if the sixth princess was talking about someone else’s business, it had nothing to do with her. same.

Ye Qingran frowned at the words of Princess Liu and said nothing.

Cang Ting smiled "he", and the folding fan hit the ancient wooden tabletop, making a soft noise, like knocking on everyone's heart, he glanced at Yun Qianyue, like Ying and Six Princesses, and seemed to be talking to himself again, " In this way, the little master of the Prince of Germany's house is actually a favorite of Jing Shizi?"

"Probably yes! Otherwise, why did the sister Qingnuan come to enjoy the plum with Jing Shizi as soon as she came back?" Six Princess said in a loud voice.

"Well, except for Miss Qingyue, Jing Shizi has never heard of acting with another woman." Cang Ting looked at Ye Qingran with a smile, "Your little prince, is your sister a beautiful country?" Otherwise, how can Jing Shizi's eyes be enhanced?"

Ye Qingran glanced at Cang Ting, his voice a little cold, "It's all along."

"Are you just going all the way and need to take a good look later!" Princess Liu took the call and looked at the two carriages. Anyone could hear the meaning in the words, "Sister Qingnuan is soft and easy to handle Getting along doesn’t seem like a person. The temperament is cruel, and Jing Shizi is gentle, but if they really get along, I think this is the perfect match."

"You have too much to say today!" Ye Qingran glanced sharply at Princess Six.

"Dye little prince, I am also your sister, although I am not a sister, but I am also a cousin. Speaking of it, I have to call you brother, don’t my princess have the right to say a word? We have so many pairs My eyes are watching here. Yesterday, my sister warmly pushed me and said not to come with me. Can you block my mouth? Can you block the mouths and eyes of so many people? Even the world can be blocked. Long mouth?" Six Princess looked at Ye Qingran.

Ye Qingran's face was slightly cold, "Since you know you are a princess, you should know what you should say if you should say something or not."

The sixth princess seemed to think that she should not go too far and shut up.

"I came here today to appreciate the plum, just a picture of joy. It’s wrong to dye a little prince with a cold face. Everyone talks and laughs, and it’s all fun to play. Jing Shizi and the master of the Prince of Germany can come, which is more lively. Some." Cang Ting looked at Yun Qianyue with a smile, "Miss Qianyue, did you say that?"

Yun Qianyue withdrew his gaze and smiled lightly, "Yeah!"

Cang Ting gave Yun Qianyue a deep look, and stopped talking.

"Your hand stove is cold? Take it, I will warm you." Ye Qingran ignored the two carriages and reached for the heater held by Yun Qianyue.

"Well, it's a little cold!" Yun Qianyue handed the heater to Ye Qingran.

Ye Qingran urged his skills, and he saw a hot light enveloped around the stove in his palm. Without a moment, he warmed the water inside and handed it back to Yun Qianyue, "It's warm."

Yun Qianyue's sleeves have been covering both hands, holding the heater back in his arms again.

"You will be burnt like this." Ye Qingran looked at her.

"I'll burn it and make a new one. How many clothes do I have in Wang Wangfu? It's better than freezing my hands." Yun Qianyue glanced at him.

Ye lightly smiled, "Also!"

Yun Qianyue stopped talking. Before her hands were better, she could not be exposed.

"Come on, let's continue! Which one has just arrived?" Ye Qingran looked at everyone.

"I!" Wen Ruyan responded, seeing that many people withdrew their eyes and looked at her, she thought for a moment: "Chun Yi Zhu Hua Ying, Hong Mei Cui Zheng Yan, but whoever wants it, affectionate self-harm. "

"Who is Miss Wen interested in and hurt herself?" Cang Ting smiled at Wen Ruyan.

Everyone knows that Wen Ruyan is fond of Rong Feng, but the falling flowers deliberately flow mercilessly. Wen Ruyan had some plump and charming face, and she lost a lot of weight in the past six months. After General Feng Lao died, people went to the tea to cool down, and the night lightly dyed the military power of the Xishan military battalion, General Wenda’s palace also had a decline, and although Rongfeng, the son of Wenbohou’s family, was born in the royal palace But at the same time, he is also the brother of the regent king. Now that the first emperor has just left, the new emperor is not born, the regent king is in power, and Jing Shizi is subordinate to the government. The two big powers because of the competition for Yun Qingyue, in the dark and the dark, each naturally has a lot of power, each turning in the rain and the dynasty. Looking at the calmness in the middle, it has gradually formed two factions in private. Whether it is the Regent or the Jingshizi, they are cautious, for fear of a little difference in life, but this carefully does not include Rong Feng, the relationship between the two. Under the middle, he is the most stable person in the Beijing, China, North Korea, and China. The identity is naturally different than in the past, and now those who raise their relatives have broken through the threshold of Wen Bohou Mansion, and General Wen is even worse compared.

Wen Ruyan Wenyan smiled reluctantly, "Let Master Cang laugh, and just arbitrarily export."

"Although Miss Wen was born as a goalkeeper, this poetry is not bad." Ye Qingran responded with praise.

Wen Ruyan's face was a little red, and when she thought of Rong Feng, she was a little sentimental. Before, she was jealous of Yun Qianyue, but now she has no energy for jealousy, because she knows clearly that even without Yun Qianyue, Rong Feng will not Give her a rhetoric and look a little more.

"Which one next?" Ye Qingran really became a magistrate and continued to search with interest.

The women's seats all looked at the note number in their hands and shook their heads. Everyone looked at the men's seats. Xu Yu, all the men shook their heads, Shen Zhao said slowly: "It's me, No. 8."

"Oh? But listen to Master Shen's high talent!" Cang Ting smiled first.

"Ben Xiaowang also wanted to hear it. I don't know if Shen Gongzi's talent is as amazing as Nanliang's spell." Ye Qingran also looked at Shen Zhao and raised his eyebrows with a smile.

Shen Zhao smiled and did not immediately sing a poem, but looked away.