Tyrannical Wang’s Beloved Wife

Such a group of people naturally attracts people's attention, and they know for whom they are coming.

Li Hongyuan went out on Pingyi and was usually surrounded by close waiters and guards. There were really very few when carrying maids. Therefore, there were definitely a few people who had met his maids.

Now appearing in such a group, the face is beautiful, the body is beautiful, the top one is all big beauty, monolithic face, it is definitely all over Jing Wan, and this temperament, honestly, it is not bad, if the dance script inks, it may be stronger than Jing Wan. When many men pretended to be windy and “measured” the gentleman's style, many women were also watching, but looking at them, they looked into the pavilion, smiling unintentionally.

Prince Jin is respectful of his wife, at most, that's how it is. There are so many demonic beauties around him, Huan Fei Yan is thin, everything should be there. But then again, it would be nice if he could give his wife respect for a day of decoration, and he is not like the others. He doesn't care about fame, he has my back, even if he is spoiling his wife, probably nobody cares.

The higher the status of this husband, the more virtuous the wife is, the less demonic she can be, the less she can have her own personality, the less she can actively seduce her husband, otherwise there is no style of wifehood, is to embarrass her own man, but, when she endures the sourness, she does all this, go ten or nine by her own man dislikes the carving of wood, no emotion, things are so ridiculous, how many women have come this way? Nobody says who.

The envy of Sun Yijia has faded a lot.

Surely, you can't compare better than yourself. You can only balance your mind if you think of things that are worse than yours.

The poetry song gave four large maids close to each other. Behind them were the little maids in ordinary palace attire. Outside the pavilion, they stood still far away. The voice was raised slightly, “Please give peace to the master. ”

Li Hongyuan turned away from them, and Jing Wan turned away to see them clearly. In this pavilion, can he be called Master Zhu, or can she not? He smiled at Li Hongyuan and spread his chin, which was obvious.

Li Hongyuan did not move, as if he knew nothing about a group of people outside.

A lot of times, when you can't really feel what this guy is thinking. He didn't react, and the maids kept asking for peace. You know, there are still things in this hand, but look at these beauties, especially the top four, the movement is quite consistent, and the face is unusually peaceful. Absolutely well trained, Jing Wan even thought they might have practiced martial arts. After all, they have a little resemblance to Bai.

“The princess looked at them and seemed to bring a lot of delicious food. Is the king not going to let the princess taste it?” It's better to do something, even eat, drink and drink than to sit like this. Although sitting like this is not particularly uncomfortable, the bastard is too naked to distract himself. I really don't know when I can't control it, and when I lose my temper, I directly commit a crime and smoke him. He has a lot of marks on him and a lot of scars on him.

Li Hongyuan heard that he raised his hand and the beauties got up consciously. Lotus walked into the pavilion and asked Ann again, but this time the object was changed to Miss Luo.

Yang Wan slightly picked his eyebrows, but he also suffered.

These beauties acted with Lisuo, the table mountain between them put on a chessboard, white son on Jingwan's right hand side, black son on Li Hongyuan's right hand side, water spirits fruit on both sides, looks unusually delicious, and tea, Jingwan estimated to touch, this tea should be just right for the entrance.

Short tables were also erected on the sides and more processed fruit was placed.

Throughout the process, the voice was silent, the eyebrows were low, and none of the rest of the light was ever seen.

“The slaves don't know what Lao Girl tastes like, what you want to eat or don't like, just say it to the slaves, or Lao Girl is more accustomed to her own people to serve, it would be better to have the sisters come in.” Qing poetry whispered softly.

The attitude is respectful, as if Jing Wan were their master, while Li Hongyuan, the true master, was just an outsider. This scenario is a bit strange, Jing Wan is colorless, she looks at what is within reach of her eyes, fruit, and regardless of the variety, there are probably only two or three bites of each, and she doesn't pick much on it. The key is those snacks that are only fingertip-sized, which she likes. Don't know what she tastes like? Heh...

“It's all good, please. ”

“Lady Luo has broken down the slaves, this is what the slaves should do. ”

Even if it were to be done, after she was married to the Prince Jin.

However, Jing Wan did not say much. Li Hongyuan did not let them out, and Jing Wan naturally acquiesced in their stay.

“Does the king want to play against his stepdaughter? However, the level of the cousin is limited and probably only at the level of the council. ”

The emotion in Li Hongyuan's eyes is much lighter than when the two of them were together. “It's okay, it's just a matter of time. Even if you don't, this king can teach you. Wanwan is always smart and won't be embarrassed by the district black-and-white. ”

Jing Wantong said, “Your Highness, the stepdaughter always feels that there should be a place for the smarter ones, and the smarter ones, in one way or another, may have a very high talent. ”

Li Hongyuan snapped a smile, “So what does Wan Wan want to express to this king? ”

Tsk, I didn't directly say, "Wanwan, you mean you are handicapped in chess art”. It turns out that Prince Jin also had a time of mercy. “My cousin has not studied chess art. I don't know how talented she is. If she is too stupid, don't be too reluctant. ”

“Good or bad, that's a thing, Wanwan likes it, just play a little more, don't like it, just put it on hold. ”

Everything depends on what she wants? You're such a bottomless connivance, seriously.

The game has begun.

When the chess pieces on the board gradually increased, Li Hongyuan slowly explained to her, very carefully, very patient, each time can go down to those positions, step by step with her, sometimes even back a few steps, to teach her another path. Jing Wan learned so hard, but for the first time, he also thought that playing chess was so interesting.

Over time, a lot of people came and went, until later, one by one, the prince who had not yet sealed the throne, and the adult prince who had done the work with their princess, who was getting older. However, there is no short-sighted pavilion, including Prince Rui, and it is naturally more important to be close to young talents than to come to Li Hongyuan for abuse. So, while not far apart, it's like two different worlds.

Princess Rui looked at the pavilion, she wanted to invite Jing Wan, but over and over again, she was not always given the opportunity to be alone, there were many people in fact, but Jing Wan also did not give her a good chance, every time she was always avoided by Jing Wan, then, not only she, together with Prince Rui found out, Li Hongbin did not want them near Jing Wan, Prince Rui was a little immortal, watching Li Hongbin's face become colder and colder, just had to do it.

Until it was almost time, three, three, five and a half scattered, and the incompetent two ended the game.

Jing Wan accidentally ate a lot of food, but she didn't feel hungry at all. Then she clapped her hands and left it to Li Hongyuan to clean up.

Jing Wan and Sun Yiga boarded the same carriage. She didn't seem happy. "Sister-in-law, what's wrong? ”

“Your third brother's carp show Hotu is leaving by Prince Rui. I love that painting. ”

Jing Wan was silent, the other party was highly weighted, and he was ashamed. He couldn't help it if he was leaving, but he said, "Why don't I invite the Prince Jin to come back?” Anyway, that son of a bitch is even more faceless, and if he wants it, there's probably nothing he can't get.

Sun Yijia stunned and looked at Jing Wan again. He had already brought a little bit of lullaby. “That is not necessary, but you are with the Prince Jin...” Unfinished words, no words, can only be said.

Jing Wan didn't mean it, he just played chess and didn't do anything unusual.

Since it is a cultural society, it is naturally impossible to revolve around only one or two people. Jing Wan does not know that Sun Yijia has seen many good works of poetry, and some of the writing and paintings are not lacking in quality.

Most of them were satisfied, except for the few who had such a heart.

In fact, Sun Yijia was also very satisfied. As Yang Wan said before she came to the summer, "Xiufu Jun”, she really showed a harsh show today, not that she did anything, but that Luo Jingbo did a lot unconsciously, not to mention that she was always careful to protect her. In the painting, she looked at her from time to time, and seemed to see her sitting beside her safely and securely in peace.

That's not a fake gesture, and even if someone did it intentionally, it wouldn't be enough for him at all.

It is not known how many unmarried women are jealous and euphemistically “miserable”, it is difficult to heal their inner wounds.

“By the way, Nguyen Fangfei has not been seen this time and is said to have been sent to the Prince's house. ”

Jing Wan's reaction was flat. In fact, she knew something about Nguyen Fangfei. It was tragic. That was enough. She had nothing to do with it in the future.

On the fifth day after that, he received an offer to return to the capital.

The families started packing up again and left in two days.

On the way back, it was very calm, maybe I didn't want to stay more, cause more trouble, and the trip was a lot faster, than it took me a day to arrive in Beijing City.

I've been thinking about it for over two months.