Quick Wear: The Host is a Fox

Chapter 637 Disguise as a man: My uncle is a ghost (57)

In this cold weather, don't stay in bed, swim in what lake! If it gets colder, the lake will be freezing!

Bai Zhen was thinking of Xiao Jiujiu in her heart.

Her hand was pulled up by someone's sleeve, and the strength was so great that she didn't break free for a while.

"Don't be afraid, with His Highness's ability, it's not too late to come back and do it again. Let's go, my boat has already been booked, we must have fun with him!"

Bai Zhen was pulled out of the palace gate by Zhang Wanjun in the public.

She even heard someone from the palace sighing in a low voice behind her: "Ah, look, the relationship between His Highness Seventh Highness and Miss Zhang is really good!"

"Yeah, if I want to say that the marriage is best gifted by the emperor, a talented man and a woman, you see how well they go together!"

"The relationship is so good before we get married. It's really a pair of immortals, which makes people envious!"

Bai Zhen:  …

Are you having problems with your eyes?

Didn't you see that she was forced, forced!

And what made Bai Zhen collapse the most.

It's the next few days.

Every day I can see Zhang Wanjun's figure, it's like a ghost.

Every day when she comes, she will be dragged out of the palace directly, either to swim in the lake, to go shopping, or to listen to the music...

Anyway, there are always endless entertainment projects, and there are always various excuses for sticking to her.

In short, she can't get rid of this dog skin plaster...

And because the royal list of their marriage has already been posted all over the city's streets and alleys, after a few days, the original rumors about the Seventh Prince and King Heng having a good relationship with Longyang fell apart. Instead, it was the Seventh Prince and Miss Zhang. To envy the rumors of others.

Bai Zhen didn't care.

After all, the marriage is set, and some rumors are excusable.

Zhang Wanjun's side was so happy that she was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth for several consecutive times.

But Prince Heng's mansion is a different scene...

The air pressure was terribly low.

This is already the tenth time Qinghun has gone to receive punishment in three days.

And the man in red in the study was frantically flipping through a military book.

Turn from the first page to the last page.

Turn from the last page to the first page again.

Then the slender fingers moved quickly.

Then he slammed the book shut and slammed it onto the table.

Finally, like venting, he threw the entire book into the candlestick—

Burned……

Qinghun stood aside, not daring to speak anymore.

The master turned out to be really powerful.

But not so moody!

What's going on these days?

"Blue Soul."

The indifferent but steady voice sounded, making Qinghun tremble, and quickly responded, "This subordinate is here."

Ye Nanfeng frowned slightly, staring at the jade pendant again.

"What do you think of this king?"

"Ah?" Qinghun was asked at a loss, "I don't know... which aspect are you referring to, master?"

Ye Nanfeng raised his head, and under his restrained brows, there were a pair of eyes as blue as the sea.

"In every way." The crimson thin lips parted lightly, he said impatiently.

How could Qinghun let go of such an excellent opportunity to flatter him?

He took a deep breath and said, "Master, you are not only Dayan's **** of war, but also Dayan's number one handsome man. Your subordinates feel that no one can match you in terms of appearance, talent, or charm. "

This answer was obviously not the version Ye Nanfeng wanted to hear.

Qinghun Rainbow fart was interrupted by him impatiently before he finished filming.

"Tell me, how does this king compare to that Zhang Wanjun?"

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This time it's really good night!づ￣3￣)づ