Seventh Prince, Seventh Prince, what are your eyes made of? When did he appear? How could he find Ni Qiantaki getting on the carriage? Ni Qiantaki got on the carriage very quickly.

Leng Rutong smiled calmly: "The seventh prince won't come back with me, so it's not an exaggeration for me to bring two servants to support the show. If nothing happens, I'll leave first and drive." Leng Rutong put down the car calmly.

Lian, Ye Fengya, Ye Fengya, you must not catch up.

"Wait a minute!" Ye Fengya's voice came... Leng Rutong glanced helplessly at Ni Qiantaki, who was sitting upright as if he was going on an outing: "What do you want to do? Do you have the ability to be invisible?"

Ni Qianlong shook her head decisively, and Leng Rutong immediately patted his head and pushed his head down: "Then just keep your head down obediently! Pretend to be humble."

Ni Qianlong raised his head and glared at Leng Rutong. This woman simply did not take him as the prince seriously. When he told her yesterday that he was the prince of Ni Tian, ​​she was not even surprised! The prince of Ni Tian is like this

No face?

I think he has the power to be inferior to one person and more powerful than ten thousand people. If he hadn't escaped, he would be the emperor of Nitian Kingdom now. Because he was born well, he never lacked all kinds of love since he was a child. But why did he find that he was worthless when he came to this woman?

Is it that bad?

Leng Rutong did not look at him, forced a smile and opened the curtain again: "May I ask the Seventh Prince if you have any other instructions."

Ye Fengya walked over slowly and stood one meter away from the carriage and looked at her calmly: "Since we are going back to the house, it would be too disrespectful for me as a husband not to go."

"Don't!" Leng Rutong was frightened and broke out in a cold sweat. He had to go there! "We didn't bow to the court. You have no obligation to do so. I can just go back alone. Besides, this is just a show, Prime Minister.

I’m afraid no one in the government is looking forward to my return, so the Seventh Prince shouldn’t force myself.”

Leng Rutong was a little confused. Did this guy discover something, so he deliberately went against her? He clearly didn't even want to get married with her, but he still went home with her. Don't be funny.

Ye Fengya glanced at her with cold eyes, Leng Rutong trembled in her heart, did she really find something? But damn, I didn't steal the Chinese paper, I was afraid of him.

After Ye Fengya glanced at her, he walked to the high wall on the left side of the door and tore down the statement that was calling the world: "You have written many of my bad deeds in it. If I don't do better, I'm afraid I'll attract Ye Fengya."

The people of Songcheng complained, what do you think, my wife?"

"I just told the truth, don't make it seem like I've slandered you." Leng Rutong was unhappy. She always spoke according to the facts. Why did she look like she was going to accuse her? If she dared to do anything, she would take full responsibility for it.

"I also think there is a lot to say here, so I was reflecting on whether I treated you too badly, my wife, so I decided to go back with you today." Ye Fengya said as she got on the carriage, opened the curtain and walked in

.

I saw a servant sitting on the chair on the left holding several boxes of ginseng, and I frowned slightly: "Give me the things, I don't need you to follow me, go down."

Ye Fengya walked in and sat down next to Leng Rutong, waiting for the servant to hand him the things.

Ni Qianlong lowered his head slightly, and quietly asked Leng Rutong. Leng Rutong breathed out, it's okay, it's not stealing Han paper, even if it is stealing Han paper, he doesn't care, damn Taoist.

"Give it to me, you go back home." Leng Rutong stood up and bent over to take the thousand-year-old ginseng from Ni Qianlong's hand. She winked at him and walked away quickly, so as not to let him find out. Ni Qianlong was obedient.

He handed the things into her hands and half-bent to prepare to get out of the carriage.

"Wait!" Ye Fengya suddenly spoke again, Leng Rutong turned around and glared: "What on earth are you going to do, and how long will it take you to return to the Prime Minister's Mansion." Did this guy deliberately want to scare her? She

I'm really doubtful.

Ye Fengya put one hand on the armrest and touched his forehead, and said lazily: "Let him stay. My prince has a headache. Come and rub it for me."

"This carriage is so big and the weather is so hot. Three people will be too hot to survive. If he is left alone, there will be four... There is no place to put your feet." Leng Rutong was frightened and broke into a cold sweat, although she thought it would be okay.

, it’s not like stealing Chinese paper, but she was still worried that Ye Fengya would go crazy if he knew about Ni Qianlong’s existence.

Not only did she have to worry about Ye Fengya going crazy, she also had to worry about Ni Qianlong not being able to bear the crime and risking his life to reveal his identity. He would have nothing to lose, but she wouldn't be able to wash away her guilt even if she jumped into the Yellow River.

Xiangsi quickly stood up: "Uncle, Xiangsi's massage is good. Let me serve you. This carriage is indeed a bit small. The lady doesn't like too closed a space." 13acv.

Ye Fengya raised her eyes and glanced at Xiangsi: "This prince doesn't like women touching me, except of course my wife."

Leng Rutong gritted her teeth and winked at Ni Qiantaki: "Go down." Hurry, hurry up, go down immediately. "If the seventh prince wants me to serve, just say so. Why bother to take such a big detour." Leng Rutong said and said.

He stood up and knelt next to Ye Fengya, rubbing his temples for him.

She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Ni Qianlong get off the carriage.

"Leng Rutong, why do I feel that when the servant got off the carriage, you felt like you were relieved." Ye Fengya's voice came out calmly.

Leng Rutong secretly cursed this guy as a thief. He has not practiced anything else in Wudang Mountain, but he has cultivated it. If it depends on people's emotions. "Back to the Seventh Prince, I don't like too many people in a small space, it will suffocate me, so I left."

Personally, I suddenly felt like I could breathe easier."

"But this servant's hands are really white and tender, and the skin on his neck doesn't look like a servant's." Ye Fengya still couldn't hear any emotion in her voice, as if she was talking about the weather with Leng Rutong.

De Leng Rutong was worried, wondering if this guy had discovered something. He was observing so carefully. How could a servant be so concerned?

In other words, it’s hard to hide Nichitaki’s natural beauty.

"Then how do I know? I saw that he was quite handsome, so I took him back to the Prime Minister's Mansion to save face. I didn't recruit the servants in the manor." Leng Rutong calmly blocked his question. She said

I don’t believe that Ye Fengya, who has been in Wudang Mountain for ten thousand years, can still remember all the servants in his house.

"Oh, could it be that the world is not so good nowadays? Even people born in wealthy families are becoming servants." Ye Fengya's performance still made it difficult to guess whether he had seen any clues. He closed his eyes with peace of mind,

Enjoying the cold head massage.

Leng Rutong's head massage was professionally trained. She couldn't guess what Ye Fengya was thinking, but closing his eyes meant that he was really enjoying it now. He was enjoying it, but she was not happy with it. Anyway, it was the opposite.

Chitaki also left, so she was too lazy to spoil him.

"Okay, the Seventh Prince's head should no longer hurt. I was woken up late last night and I suffered from a serious lack of sleep. I want to close my eyes and rest my mind for a while." This is the truth. If she doesn't refresh herself enough, she will look listless.

, then the people in the Prime Minister's Mansion would be extremely happy, but they couldn't let them know that she was not doing well.

Ye Fengya didn't say anything, didn't even open her eyes, her handsome face was calm, her red lips were slightly pursed, making people want to kiss Fangze, Leng Rutong fell aside with satisfaction and closed her eyes, although

This husband doesn't seem to like me very much now, but after all he is a handsome man, and he is the one he likes, so he doesn't feel aggrieved when he thinks about it, not to mention that he has received so much property, it's not a loss if he thinks about it.

Leng Rutong prepared several large boxes of thousand-year-old ginseng when she returned to the wedding. They were all rare in Changbai Mountain. She spent hundreds of taels of gold to buy them. She wanted to blind those bastards in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

When they got off the carriage when they arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion, some servants saw them coming and hurriedly came over to salute. Although they didn't like Leng Rutong and never regarded her as the eldest lady, since Tang Rufeng came to make trouble last time, these servants wanted to

In order to save their lives, they no longer dare to go too far with Leng Rutong, and now that Leng Rutong is the seventh prince's concubine, they have a hundred heads and they dare not not treat her.

The most important thing is that the Seventh Prince also came. Although he was wondering why the Seventh Prince was not at Wudang Mountain, he still ran to report it obediently, shouting: "Master, madam, the eldest lady and the Seventh Prince have returned home.

"

Leng Rutong got off the carriage, helped by Yu Xiangsi, and walked in front. She didn't want to go back to any door, but she just wanted to come back to piss them off, and then go to her room to move all her things out. She didn't think about the Prime Minister's Mansion anymore.

But she will definitely "lead" the people inside.

Not long after he stood outside the door, he saw Leng Qingxiang coming out with several ladies. He laughed with a smile on his face: "Wei Chen has seen the seventh prince and the princess, why did he come without any notice? Everyone in the mansion

I'm not prepared. I'm really sorry. I should have stood outside the door to greet you."

Ye Fengya walked up to Leng Rutong, held her waist and smiled at Leng Qingxiang: "Prime Minister Leng, there is no need to be polite. It's a bit hot today, so let's go in. Tong'er is sweating." He said.

He glanced at Leng Rutong tenderly.

The emperor was doing his thing. Leng Rutong glanced at the arm on her waist in confusion. What did this guy want to do? Do he want to be so intimate? Did he want to pretend to show affection? His brain was kicked by a donkey? He was obviously treating himself.

I don’t even bother to pretend to be so affectionate, isn’t it tiring?

She lowered her head and said softly: "Ye Fengya, stop pretending. You won't even go to church. Now pretend that no one believes you. Just stop pretending." She pinched his fingers and wanted him to let go, but Ye Fengya didn't.

The spring breeze hugged her tighter: "Don't let people laugh at you."

"Seventh Prince, please." Leng Qingxiang led the way, followed closely behind with Ye Fengya holding Leng Rutong in his arms.

Ye Mingzhu glanced at Leng Ruxiu with a puzzled expression and whispered: "Didn't you say that Ye Fengya is not married to Leng Rutong? Why do they seem to have such a close relationship?"

"We really didn't get married. Everyone in the city knows that. Leng Rutong herself sent something called a statement. It clearly stated that she also accused the seventh prince of not being kind to her and unwilling to accept this marriage. He probably came back.
Chapter completed!