Cinnabar was exposed on the white and tender skin: "Your Highness, Prince Qi, I am still a virgin!"
At that time, she originally thought that she was going to be exposed by Shui Mochen.
But with her arrogant will, she would not let Shui Mochen get close to her.
The reason why there are those ambiguous blushes on his body is just because of his entanglement with Shui Mochen.
Yun Tingruo raised her eyebrows. It seemed that Yun Qingwan really loved His Highness Prince Qi. If he didn't give in, he wouldn't be so bold.
Di Minglie chuckled, his gaze drifting past: "Whether Miss Yun San is a virgin or not has nothing to do with me!"
What he cares about now is to let Wen Xinyu marry that low-class person and make Wen Zhihe's plan of marrying the royal family come to nothing.
But I didn't expect such a thing to happen.
I gave him a big gift when I returned to Beijing, it was not in vain.
Yun Qingwan's face turned bloodless for an instant, her lips moved, and all her words were stuck in her throat. Her little hands were clenched into fists, trembling slightly.
"Brother Ming Lie, don't believe her."
Wen Xinyu glanced at Yun Qingwan fiercely, what a vicious woman, she is so ruthless and cruel.
Shui Mochen is her cousin. If he really marries her, it will only bring advantages to the Prime Minister's Mansion and Yun Qingwan, but no disadvantages.
Looking at Wen Xinyu's bared teeth and claws, Di Minglie's lips curved into an unpredictable smile: "Miss Wen, I know that losing your innocence will hit you hard. Don't worry, brother Minglie will take care of this matter." I will make the decision for you.”
It's up to you to marry that low-class person.
Di Minglie naturally did not say the last words.
One sentence, like the icy water of the twelfth lunar month, instantly extinguished the remaining glimmer of hope in Wen Xinyu's heart.
Brother Ming Lie definitely and definitely knows that she has lost her innocence.
No~~~~
This was sending her down to the eighteenth level of hell in a living way.
Wen Xinyu was filled with tears and looked at Di Minlie affectionately.
But Di Minglie's face was expressionless, and the long black wind floated away with the breeze, blowing up a strand of hair that covered his dark eyes, flashing with a demonic charm.
He moved his fingers, and two crimson maids immediately came forward and filled the luminous cup in his hand with turquoise liquid.
With a gentle peck, the thick eyelashes are clinging to a trace of water, fluttering as lightly as butterfly wings.
Many women watched and gasped.
A handsome man is a handsome man, and he looks so good even when he drinks tea.
But the atmosphere was too cold, and the women did not dare to speak out, and could only flash their eyes.
The guards stood in rows behind Emperor Minlie, solid and straight, like ice sculptures.
"Brother Minglie, how can you be so cruel."
A tearing cry broke through the throat, and Wen Xinyu's eyes became extremely gloomy.
Looking at the extraordinary handsome man in white, he was stunned and stunned for a long time.
Yun Tingruo's eyes on one side flashed with a glimmer of light, blooming as crystal clear as snowflakes.
Why is it that when I look at Di Minglie, I think of a certain person in my mind
That monster.
Yun Tingruo's eyes were so venomous, and there was a hint of the emperor's flowing wine from Di Minlie's face.
Verve.
face.
expression.
There was a slight resemblance, but no matter the temperament or the appearance, Di Minglie and the monster were still very different.
Yun Tingruo's mind moved, and the emperor's mouth was flowing, and the emperor was fierce.
The identity of the evildoer is about to be revealed.
"Miss Wen, don't worry, you are my cousin, and everything you do is my business."
One sentence, like the icy water of the twelfth lunar month, instantly extinguished the remaining glimmer of hope in Wen Xinyu's heart!
He looked at Di Minglie in disbelief. It turned out that in his heart, she was just his cousin.
Wen Xinyu was so angry, so furious. She was about to say something, but unexpectedly, a sweet smell surged up into her throat and spurted out. The last trace of strength left in her body was drained and she fainted.
"Xinyu, Xinyu."
Wen Zhihe was startled and stepped forward to support the shaky Wen Xinyu.
He looked at Di Minglie with gloomy eyes. This boy started fighting with him as soon as he came back.
The courage is getting fatter and fatter.
A rich voice said: "Your Highness, Prince Qi, it is not appropriate to stay with Xin Yu for a long time. I will take her back to the house to recuperate."
After leaving these words, Wen Zhihe walked away with a puff of his sleeves.
The corners of Di Minglie's lips curled up slightly, adding a touch of charm to his handsome face. His white robe was flowing like falling snow.
Wen Xinyu was determined to marry that low-class man.
The left wing of the Grand Master's Mansion was broken, making it impossible to fly without full wings.
Yun Qingwan looked at that figure infatuatedly, her eyes shining brightly at the figure in white robe, which carried the love of the girl's dream.
Di Minglie turned his gaze to the young girl who kept her head lowered and her face was full of infatuation, and chuckled, "Miss Yun San."
The voice was low and curling, touching people's hearts like spring rain.
Yun Qingwan was shocked, and the joy in her heart was hard to express: "His Royal Highness, King Qi."
"Miss Yun San, this matter involves you. Please go to the palace with me to meet the emperor."
Yun Qingwan's face suddenly changed color, why did he say such a thing.
Even though she admired Emperor Minlie in her heart, Yun Qingwan's last shred of reason was still there. She smiled: "Your Highness, King Qi, it is disrespectful for my daughter to enter the palace without the emperor's summons."
A simple sentence stopped Di Minglie's next words.
Di Minglie narrowed his eyes dangerously, and a strand of black hair fell down, flashing with extreme dissatisfaction.
The two fingers holding the luminous cup gradually tightened, but only for a second. The black eyes closed slightly, and gradually loosened the strength of the fingertips: "That's fine, Miss Yunsan should go back to trim her appearance first, and wait for the emperor's arrival. Summon.”
After leaving these words, he never raised his eyes to look at Yun Qingwan.
In a flash, he got into the car and kept stroking the luminous cup in his hand with his fingers, as if caressing the face of his beloved.
The car drove away slowly, taking away a girl's dreamy heart.
Yun Baili, who had been hiding in the dark, suddenly appeared with a dark face, grabbed Yun Qingwan, and slapped her mercilessly: "Why did I give birth to a daughter like you?"
"Dad, hit me." Yun Qingwan covered her face and woke up from her trance.
Looking at the angry father, his tone was extremely dissatisfied.
"Look at the good things you've done. Just like your mother, she's an idiot, idiot, idiot."
How angry Yun Baili must be to name three idiots.
Naturally, he was not afraid of Yun Zhihe, but Yun Zhihe's father was a patriarch of three dynasties and ranked as Grand Master, and Yun Zhihe's sister was the current queen.
The current Crown Prince is the daughter of the Queen, and the Imperial Palace has always supported the Crown Prince.
The prince also loved his cousin very much, not to mention that the queen only wanted Wen Xinyu to marry the prince.
How could a mere prime minister's house fight in the hands of the queen and the prince
If the queen gave the emperor some advice, wouldn't it block his path to becoming a prince
Yun Baili knew very well what Di Minglie was thinking. After having dominated the officialdom for twenty years, how could the old fox not know what the little fox had planned
The mother of King Qi was Concubine Xian, who was deeply favored by the emperor. She suffered a lot of bleeding when giving birth to King Qi. Although she survived, she has been lingering on the bed since then.