How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight

   Chapter 144 A lonely grave in a thousand miles, nowhere to say desolate (66)

  Wen Xien: ...It's over, it's over.

   Coaxed Rong Yan, Wen Xien stayed with him in the palace for a while and then left.

It was late at night when he returned to the palace, Wen Xien rubbed his forehead tiredly, Rong Yan was too difficult to deal with and insisted on keeping her in the palace, but Wen Xien dared not, because she found that it was not so easy for Rong Yan now Controlled, sometimes even she couldn't understand what Rong Yan was thinking.

   Rong Yan is no longer the simple fool he used to be, but now he has become a scheming fool.

   also became more and more difficult, which really made her tired.

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  Lan Jing was halfway through the book, and Yang Sheng was warming her tea beside her.

Wen Xien leaned on the pillow behind her, and the snow silk fox fur wrapped around her body made her eyebrows and eyes look as delicate as jade. She closed the book with her slender fingers like jade. Fragrant, drifting into the room.

   Smell the fragrance of flowers.

  Wen Xien looked out the window and saw a long forest, abundant grass, rockeries and flowing water, which was very lively.

  The prime minister invited Wen Xien to this high-end inn, saying that there was something important to discuss.

   To be honest, Wen Xien really doesn't believe that this prime minister has anything important to do, and I'm afraid he is talking about matchmaking again, but Wen Xien has used excuses to refuse many times, and people with discernment can see that Wen Xien is not interested in his daughter.

But the prime minister just came over with an old face. The prime minister thought that no one disliked his daughter. His daughter was beautiful, soft and cute. If you can't say it, take a look.

   "Little Shengzi" Wen Xien's eyes were half closed, and he tapped a few cases with his fingertips, neither salty nor light, "Is the prime minister still here?"

   "Listen to the people over there saying that it's coming soon." Yang Sheng stopped adding tea, raised his head abruptly, and saw a man with a faint smile on the soft seat, and the corners of his lips evoked a faint smile.

   "The young daughter of the composer is the most beautiful woman in the country of Yan."

  The Qu family is the prime minister, and his daughter is indeed very famous. I heard that she looks like a fairy.

   But Yang Sheng didn't believe it, because he had already seen people like Heavenly Immortals, the master was the most beautiful person he had ever seen in his life, and everyone would be eclipsed in front of him.

   Yang Sheng saw that Wen Xien seemed to be very interested in the young lady of the Qu family, his eyes couldn't help falling on her snow-white neck, and when it fell on the flat chest, a smile leaked from the corner of his mouth.

  The door was pushed open, and a slender woman walked in. The blue green smoke skirt was lifted gracefully, bypassing the threshold, and she moved gracefully.

   Her face was slightly powdered, with red lips and bright eyes, like the spring water in March, a pair of elegant and clear lotus indifferent to the world.

  Qujing came to Wen Xien in a dignified manner and saluted, "Fourth Prince, the servant Qujing"

   Wen Xien was a little uncomfortable, she asked in a disguised manner, "Are you the prime minister's precious daughter?"

  Qujing was teased by Wen Xien like this, his face was thin, his face flushed all of a sudden, and he stood in place bewildered, "Go back to the prince, this is the servant girl."

   The woman blushed and made Wen Xien very embarrassed. She coughed lightly, "Sit down first."

Qu Jing sat shyly in the position closest to Wen Xi'en. Out of the corner of his eye, he always glanced at the snow-white perfect profile of the fourth prince. When Wen Xi'en came over, he lowered his eyelashes immediately, showing the little woman's first love. .

   The atmosphere that was quite normal at first was made a little abnormal by Qu Jing.

  Wen Xien was embarrassed and wanted to pick his feet.

   But I don't want to make the atmosphere too embarrassing. After all, girls, it's better not to overdo it.

  Wen Xien took a casual look and found that Yang Sheng was staring straight at the girl, and couldn't help but jokingly said, "What's the matter, little Shengzi, her eyes are sticking to Miss Qu."

   Yang Sheng lowered his head, looking shy, but only he knew the emotions in his eyes, he whispered: "Master, don't make fun of the minions."

   He scrutinized the girl secretly for a long time, but he didn't find anything special. He couldn't understand why he could let the Fourth Prince greet her with a smile.

   And the Fourth Prince... Yang Sheng stared at Wen Xien's chest quietly, and an abnormal flush appeared on his fair face.

   Wen Xien had a simple chat with this girl at first, but in the depths of the conversation, she found that this girl is really talented, can speak, and knows a lot of things.

   After chatting and chatting, they couldn't help but go to the depths. They were like confidants. It was the first time they met today, but they felt that they had a tacit understanding.

   "Bangdang."

   was the sound of the teacup falling to the ground. The quality of the teacup was very good, and it hadn't broken yet. It rolled to Qu Jing's feet, and she bent down to pick it up.

   Handed it to Yang Sheng, who had been silent and femininous. She met his dull eyes and was shocked. The cup in her hand fell off. This time, it was not so lucky when it hit the ground, and the pieces were scattered.

   "Isn't it hurt anywhere?" Qu Jing was awakened by the gorgeous voice.

   Qu Jing shook his head and glanced at Yang Sheng, who was kneeling on the ground to pick up the pieces, feeling apprehensive.

   After the chat went on, Wen Xien could already feel Qu Jing's absent-mindedness, and she didn't say much, saying that it was getting late, or let someone send Miss Qu back first.

   Qu Jing hesitated for a while, then glanced at Yang Sheng, who was beside him with low eyebrows, and finally nodded.

   As soon as Qu Jing left, Wen Xien pulled Yang Sheng in front of him, "What do you think of Miss Qu?"

  When Wen Xien was talking to Qu Jing, he found that Qu Jing was always looking at the little **** behind her, there must be something tricky in it.

   Even when he left, he had to take a look at the little **** behind Wen Xien, he must be interested in Yang Sheng.

  Although Yang Sheng is a little eunuch, he is handsome, well-behaved, and he can take care of people, right...

   It's okay, it's okay to have a Platonic love. Thinking about it this way, Wen Xien has already started to fill his mind with a story of physical abuse.

   Yang Sheng blushed and looked at the hand he was holding. Wen Xien's hand was hot, but his hand was a little cold, so he couldn't help but greedily wanted to wrap it all over.

   But when he heard what Wen Xien said, Yang Sheng's blood instantly cooled down, and he moved his lips, "Miss Qu...it's fine."

   Wen Xien nodded, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.

   Looking at Wen Xien's happy appearance, Yang Sheng didn't know what to think, his pupils shrank slightly, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Did the master like Miss Qu?"

   The little eunuch's eyes were red, and he couldn't hide his panic. Wen Xien said that she had seen through everything.

   In order to prevent the little **** from misunderstanding, Wen Xien shook his head, "No, just ask casually."

   (end of this chapter)