The male god of quick time travel, don't trick me anymore

Chapter 138 The General’s Little Wife (33)

Some women who were already jealous of Zhuang Yi felt even more sour. This is clearly a good marriage!
Who spread the rumor back then that General Zhou was born with a hulking back, a reckless man with a face full of flesh, killing people without blinking an eye!

Some of them started to start conspiracy theories. Could it be that the royal family deliberately released such news in order to prevent the wealth from going to outsiders?

They were full of affection there, but they all ignored that there was actually another person in front of Zhou Jingxiao intentionally or unintentionally.

The third prince - Situ Hongxi.

His complexion was really ugly, even a little pale.

No matter how you look at it, the smile on your face is a bit forced.

The hands hidden in the wide sleeves even clenched the veins.

Maybe only Feng Ruyi saw his appearance.

I couldn't help feeling a little distressed, more of it was resentment towards Zhuang Yi.

The next moment, he immediately turned his head away, even a little lowered.

She didn't want him to see herself like this.

So embarrassed, so powerless to fight back.

Here, the third prince finally put on that perfect mask again.

He looked suave again, and even shook the folding fan in his hand in a "good mood", and said to the person above: "Cousin, this is not interesting, girls can come, but I didn't think of inviting us ?"

Then there was a burst of echo.

"The princess is indeed a bit uninteresting!"

"Your Highness is right!"

Zhuang Yi winked at Tsing Yi, but Tsing Yi didn't move at all, so she could only shake her head helplessly.

So I still thought about dealing with the group of young talents below first.

"Your Highness was joking, Yong'an is just afraid that everyone will look down on my place, since you are here, let's come up together!"

Someone said: "The princess didn't let us in for your husband's sake, right?"

There was another burst of laughter on the ground, but the corners of the third prince's mouth froze for a moment.

Zhuang Yi also had no choice but to play tricks: "Since you think so, I will only ask my husband to come up, and you will not use it, is it possible?"

"This"

The man who spoke just now was glared at by the people around him, he quickly apologized to them, and then smiled at the superior: "Princess, please don't, it's because of my foul mouth, I should be beaten!"

This time, it was the girls upstairs who were laughing. Strings of laughter like silver bells reached my ears, and the faces of the young men below were filled with excitement.

"The third prince is here today, so I won't argue with you. Come up quickly!"

"Yes, yes, let's go!"

He finally breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, if he offended the Yong'an princess, his father would not have skinned him.

Those who still wanted to make fun of Zhou Jingxiao shut their mouths spontaneously when they saw his god-like face.

"This man's face changed so quickly! The gentle look just now must not be an illusion!"

Then nodded.

Well, it must be.

After waiting for everyone to go upstairs, they saw the queen one by one.

Only then did I see that there were actually weapons on it.

When they came, they just heard Qing Yi's rather dumbfounded voice and had no idea what was going on.

Zhuang Yi went out of her way to look at Feng Ruyi's expression, and saw that she had really avoided her sight.

It was even more funny for a while.

She didn't turn her head until her husband took the cape that was casually draped on the chair and put it on her.

The person in front of her lowered her gaze. Her face was extremely beautiful, but her face was covered with calluses. Her fingers, which had been holding cold weapons for many years, were constantly moving on her neck. Her fingers were flying, and her cold hands touched her from time to time. The soft meat turned warm after a few breaths.

She knew that he was urging his internal energy to warm himself up again.

(End of this chapter)