"Qingrou, you..." The prince's words of consolation were interrupted before he could speak.
"Yunning has seen His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness Wanfu Jinan." Leng Yetong stood up from the soft couch, slightly blessed, and obediently greeted the Prince. There was a shallow smile on the lips, which warmed people's hearts, but the ice in the phoenix eyes made people unconsciously fall into the ice cellar.
"Get up, sit down." The prince raised his eyes to look at her and said lightly, then strode to Luo Qingrou's side, took her hand, and said flatteringly, "Qingrou, don't be angry, go there alone. There is a reason, you listen to Gu's explanation."
"Okay, you'd better explain it to me, or I'll pack up and go back to my mother's house tomorrow." Luo Qingrou shook off the prince's hand, turned away, and said angrily.
"Okay, Qingrou, listen to Gu and explain to you." The prince took Luo Qingrou's hand again and smiled in a pleasing manner.
"I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen, everything you say is an excuse, I don't listen!" Just as the prince explained the words, Luo Qingrou's coquettish voice sounded again, and once again threw the prince away. Hand, turned around and ignored him, leaving the prince messed up in the wind.
"Pfft!!" Leng Yetong covered her face with a smile, looking at Luo Qingrou's eyes with a hint of interest, smiled lightly, and said, "Prince Concubine really speaks amazingly, strange woman, Yun Ning admires, admires."
"The county master is wrong." Luo Qingrou showed a gentle smile at Leng Yetong, filling her a cup of tea by the way, as if she hadn't seen the prince, and said like no one else, "The county master is really lucky, everyone knows it. King Jinnan is not close to women, and he doesn't even have a female animal around him. He is really envious of others. I don't have such a blessing. Alas, I don't say that my husband would rather live in a brothel. They don't want to come back to face me, I, the beauty of this crown princess, is actually a poor woman. Alas."
"Uh..." Leng Yetong was speechless for a moment, the corners of her mouth twitched, she looked up at the prince, under the threatening and pleading gaze, she chose to compromise, cleared her throat, and said with a smile, "Prince Concubine, don't say that, you see, the prince is also very good to you, looking at the decoration of this palace, you can see that the prince cares for you at the top of his heart, and the prince is a talented person in the future. , the three thousand beauties in the harem are inevitable. I look at it. The queen's seat must be yours. Isn't there a saying that the wife who lives and dies will always be the wife, and other women, no matter how beautiful they are, they are nothing but concubines. "
"Hey, I also understand this, the prince is the future king of the Ninety-five Five, and there will always be three palaces and six courtyards, but in my heart, I just feel uncomfortable. When I think of sharing my husband with other women, I feel in my heart. Ah, it's like pressing a stone, sigh, what should I do?" Leng Yetong's words seemed to comfort Luo Qingrou and speak for the prince, but Luo Qingrou, who is a modern person, doesn't know what to do at all. Accepting a man's three wives and four concubines, her words are also reminding Luo Qingrou that if she wants to be with the prince, she must be prepared. Sure enough, when Luo Qingrou heard the words, her face was full of sadness, and she said, "Could it be that I really want to become a lonely person in the deep palace?"