"Okay, no more trial. I'm thinking that if it's true, we don't have to fight with the Nine Kings. This is a good thing."

Mingxiluo didn't know what to say about her.

"For your sake, I have given them happiness. Is it good to you?"

It is a gift to give the other party a happy time, but in Miss Seven's eyes, it must be: "..."

"No interest, I'm leaving, don't be angry."

“Not angry.”

"Yes, I have coaxed you myself. You have not been investigated yet and you were shouting outside my door."

"I didn't yell."

"Yes, yes, you just hit my people. No one dares to hit me yet when I grow up."

Ming Xiluo wanted to remind her that Daliang had lost his country and that people wanted to beat her, but... why should I tell her this, because Daliang would not destroy his country.

"I'm leaving."

Ming Xiluo nodded. It seemed that she had left a long way before she put away the umbrella, her expression still soft. After a while, she seemed to remember something. She turned around and saw Lin Wujing who had not left yet.

Lin Wujing stood there, nodding respectfully.

Mingxiluo's senses are very complicated to this person, and he doesn't want to go forward because Lin Wujing is here, just because he wants to get closer to him.

Maybe they even thought that everyone followed the Crown Princess and had the same status, so they should be closer and more intimate and communicate with each other.

Ming Xiluo was ridiculed in his heart, and Lin Wujing had a very accurate positioning of himself.

Ming Xiluo was not happy, but it is undeniable that he wanted to ask him some things now, but he was still like a woman who had nothing to do in the back house and looked for her equally idle concubine: "Commander Lin."

"Mr. Ming."

Mingxiluo tried his best to treat him as an official: "Have the empress done all the time?"

"yes."

"How are you?"

"Kill."

Ming Xiluo frowned slightly when he heard this, but in the end he didn't say anything. Killing the Yang family at this time was definitely not a good thing, but the Yang family did such a thing and was not willing to die: "Who did you kill?"

Lin Wujing reported his name.

Ming Xiluo knew it in his mind: "I'll talk to Yang Guangqing."

"Thank you, Lord Ming, I didn't ask someone to execute the execution when I came out just now. Should Lord Ming go in and take a look?"

Ming Xiluo glanced at Lin Wujing and surrendered? Let Miss Seven know that she would not forgive Lin Wujing.

Lin Wujing nodded affirmatively.

Mingxilo did not go in in the end because there was nothing to ask, and it was irrelevant. He just didn't like this matter as a matter of Miss Seven.

As for another point, it is that Lin Wujing is not easy to deal with him after he entered. Lin Wujing has no malice to him. Although he doesn't like Lin Wujing, he doesn't mean to stumbling in this regard, because it doesn't make any sense: "No, thank you, I'll have another chance to go back to Liangdu to have tea together."

"It's better to obey your orders than to be respectful."

Mincilo left.

Lin Wujing watched Ming Xiluo leave and felt relieved. What was the Crown Princess's intention? If Lord Ming really entered and was not dead yet, ask something...

Lin Wujing has to say that the Crown Princess is very bold. Although he did not listen to what Queen Quan and Miss Tao said, it was obvious that Mr. Ming was the Ninth Prince. Miss Tao had no specific evidence, but the Crown Princess had it, and the Crown Princess was curious about how the other party knew.

"Commander Lin!"

"Here you come."

...

On the other side, Xiang’s residence.

When Butler Zheng saw Miss Seven wearing a pink butterfly flower dress coming in, he was so shocked that he almost didn't drop the precious Yantai in his hand. Why did Miss Seven come over? He didn't send anyone to say: "Miss Seven, Miss Seven, why are you here? Inside..." Before he could speak, Miss Seven had already passed him.

Butler Zheng thought about it, when did Miss Seven hire him?

Butler Zheng immediately followed up and did not forget to instruct: "Hurry up, call Shanqi and Shanyong, and then ask someone to go outside to invite the prince back."

"yes."

Xiang Xinci ignored anyone and walked all the way to the couch in the inner room from the beginning of entering the door, crossed the screen, walked through the corridor, lifted the bead curtain, and threw himself on the hard bed, and let out a squeak in pain.

Butler Zheng felt pain. Miss Qi's delicate body was so unwilling to sleep that he had only thrown into a layer of cotton bed. It was because he was negligent. In the past, the prince's bed must have been layered on it, waiting for Miss Qi to come softly and fragrantly.

This is not... outside, Miss Seven couldn't come, so he neglected it. I hope Miss Seven would not provoke a rioter.

Butler Zheng waited for a while in fear. Seeing that Miss Qi had no intention of scolding people, he hurriedly ordered people to cloth ice, cut melons, incense, and flakes, and redecorate the decorations in the room, which would make Miss Qi feel comfortable. By the way, he took out the golden nanmu pillow that had not been moved in the box and put it on the pillow: "Why is Miss Qi coming here now? I won't send anyone to say it."

Xiang Xinci looked at him: "I'll use it--"

Butler Zheng immediately smiled and slapped his mouth: "Slaves can't speak, and slaves can't speak--"

Xiang Xinci let him go with satisfaction: "Okay, let your master see it, and thought it was so good that you would bully you. I didn't let you come, but in the end I couldn't bear to leave you. I called you here, but I didn't like me, no one was pitiful, no one wanted it."

Oh, Miss Seven, you are sorry for saying these words.

Aunt Qin signaled Butler Zheng not to be as knowledgeable as Miss Seven.

Mr. Zheng felt that he had to dare. He had horns on Prince Ma's head. He felt that he had become an immortal, so he dared to be disrespectful to his little ancestors.

Butler Zheng personally added the ice into the ventilation area and replaced the more capable nanny at the fan: "I thank the master for his respect for the servants, so I let the servants follow me. Miss Seven is the real master of this Xuan Realm."

"You need to say nonsense."

Butler Zheng, as long as the lady is happy.

Shanqi rushed over quickly.

Butler Zheng signaled him to come forward to serve him quickly. He and his master who served him from his seniority were unhappy.

As a result, the girl was familiar with the fan in her hand, half kneeled on the master's bed and slapped Miss Seven: "Miss is here at this time, can she say hello to the people in the Prince's Palace?"

"Where can I go and tell them?" I was confident.

"Yes, yes." Shanqi immediately ordered someone to inform the prince, saying that Miss Seven had no need to wait for meals here: "Miss has a good color of nails today."

"Yes." Xiang Xinci immediately cheered up his spirit: "Is it like meeting the sea with bright green and sky blue?"

Butler Zheng looked at the busy scene inside and outside, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he was back when Miss Seven was not married and was busy in the mansion, the prince's residence had not been rummaged through the cabinet like this for a long time.

"It looks good, Miss Seven has the best vision. Miss Seven, should you eat grapes?"

"No eating." Xiang Xinci lay on the bed, raised her hand and looked at her nails, admired her for a while before letting go of her boredness.

"Miss Seven wants to eat melon?"

“Not to eat.”

"Where is lemon milk?"

“Not to eat.”

Seeing this, Shanqi asked the group of people carrying various fruits, vegetables and drinks to go down and fan the lady: "Miss Seven, do you have any worries? Tell me, please help you with reference?"

Xiang Xinci glanced at him disdainfully, not thinking about taking a casual glance, but couldn't help but look at him for a while.

Shanqi's expression suddenly dodged a little.

"My brother hit you!"

Butler Zheng was gently twitched by Miss Seven's thick mouth.

Shanqi: "No."

"It's clear that if you have the surname Zheng, go out first."

"Miss, this is so terrible-"

"go out."

Butler Zheng dared not to refuse to obey. He glanced at Shanqi with warning and went on obediently.

"What's wrong with you again? Does he think you're easy to beat me? Just hit me twice if you're fine? He's too bored."

Shanqi was so amused and laughed, but he was more relieved. Miss Seven actually saw him...

But compared to his physical condition, he did have more important words to say to Miss Seven: "The prince has asked you about your affairs with Lord Ming." Miss Seven would be better prepared in mind.

Xiang Xinci suddenly got up from the bed after hearing this: "He—"

Shanqi asked Miss Seven to lie down calmly. There was no need to watch the lady lie down again, and the beautiful silk was placed on the prince's plain bed sheet, like the wings of a butterfly, which was so beautiful.

"He is clearly venting his anger on you."

Shanqi was so amused that he continued to fan the seventh lady: "I didn't tell the prince, but the prince will definitely ask you, Miss, you must know what you want."

Xiang Xinci snorted coldly: "Why don't you say it! Since he asked, just tell him, tell him that I am good to me and Mingxiluo!"

"Why do you have to be angry with the prince?"

"Since he asked you, he was suspicious. Of course, what he was suspicious was that he knew it. He even beat you. Isn't it just that he had no place to scatter, and he had spread it on you?"

"There are also something wrong with the subordinates."

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