The warm breath gushes in the ears of Princess Yile, but Princess Yile is cold all over, like a basin of cold water running down her head.

There was a voice in her subconscious that told her that what Rong Huang said was true.

Without waiting for her to say anything, Rong Huang stood up, her long crow-colored hair traversed a graceful arc, and the blue and white steps in the hair made a crisp sound.

"In your eyes, I am just a shortcut that can help you reach your goals quickly."

"Two years ago, you could abandon me for your own lives. You never regarded me as your family member, but an item that you can throw away at will."

"Wen Yunlan has a very good relationship with you, but didn't he turn against you later?"

Rong Huang licked the dry lips he said, and stopped looking at these two people. "Come here, send Princess Yile and Wen Shizi out of the palace."

As soon as the words fell silent, the female officer walked in with two palace members and looked down at Princess Yile and Wen Yuanwei, "Two, please."

Wen Yuanwei assisted the princess Yile to get up, and gave Rong Huang bitterly, "You are so heartless."

Rong Huang smiled like a flower, not even sad, "Not as good as Wen Jia."

Wen Yuanwei choked, gritted his teeth secretly, and walked out of Yongze Tower under the sign of the female officer.

Princess Yile didn't seem to want to leave yet, she kept looking back to Rong Huang's direction, muttering, "Ayu, Ayu..."

It's just that there is no longer a silly girl like Xiao Yu who will respond to her regardless of previous complaints.

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Soon after, the female officer returned to report, "Your Majesty, they are out of the palace."

Rong Huang fiddled with the green leaves in the flowerpot, and responded slowly, "Get out."

The female officer retreated.

Wipe clean the mud spots on the green leaves, Rong Huang turned around and was hugged.

The rich plum blossom scented his face, Rong Huang curled his apricot eyes and shouted softly, "Luo Qiaoqiao!"

Luo Qiao was enjoying the softness of the little man in his arms. He suddenly raised his brow when Rong Huang called him, "I like this name very much."

With a hard effort, Rong Huang climbed onto Luo Qiao's body, with two thin legs wrapped around his waist, pointing to the table over there, "Hold me there."

Luo Qiao held Rong Huang's waist with one hand, and put one hand on her little butt, and said with a smile, "Yes, lady."

Even with a little girl wrapped around him, Luo Qiao's pace was still vigorous, and he walked behind the table in just a few steps.

Luo Qiao put the little **** the table, and the hand that had originally held Rong Huang's little **** gently closed behind Rong Huang's head.

Rong Huang was lowering his head to adjust his sitting posture, and suddenly a shadow fell in front of him, and Luo Qiao immediately caught her mouth.

"Well?"

Meow meow what are you doing?

Luo Qiao hugged Rong Huang for a long time, until Rong Huang raised jio angrily and kicked him, Luo Qiao barely stopped.

Luo Qiao licked his lower lip and kissed Rong Huang on both cheeks.

There were two bangs, which were especially obvious in the spacious and unmanned Yongze Building.

Rong Huang's round apricot eyes were covered with water, and the corners of his eyes were flushed with rouge.

The dim clarity in the eyes formed a sharp contrast with the bright colors in the corners of the eyes, pure and lustful.

Luo Qiao's eyes were dim, and before Rong Huang returned to his senses, he lowered his head again and licked Rong Huang's lips.

Rong Huang raised his thin arms and thumped hard, raised the limp jio, and kicked Luo Qiao out.

Luo Qiao slammed into the bookshelf behind him hard, and his back was faintly painful.

Luo Qiao: "???"