Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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Weiyang Palace.

Leng Qingfeng paced back and forth in the palace, watching the movement outside the door from time to time.

Although he agreed to meet with Ding Dian and Xie Li, although he kept telling himself must be unconditionally believe her, because she is his queen, the only queen.

I don't know why, I want to calm down like a pool of stagnant water, and I start to become anxious and become boiling.

This kind of anxiety and boiling made him restless, and there was a sense of irritability in which ten million ants bite on the body.

After half an hour, Du Gonggong stepped up and said: "Luo girl has already sent away the wine, and the slaves also saw Xie wine out of the North Liangcheng, probably going back..."

Leng Qingfeng heard the words and blurted out and said: "So what did they say?"

Du Gonggong stunned and said with a look: "Isn't the king not letting the slaves overhear? How do the slaves know what they said?"

Leng Qingfeng long sighed, and there was an unbearable feeling in his heart.

Correct! Those words are indeed what he said, but... but he still can't restrain the heart that he wants to know deep inside.

"But the slaves observed the expression of the sake and the expression of Luo." Du Gonggong said with a wink and eyebrows: "The wine is like this, full of helplessness, brows. The expression of Luo’s girl has nothing from beginning to end. Change, very indifferent!"

"really?"

"How can a slave be deceived by the king?"

The inner focus of Leng Qingfeng was slightly relieved at this moment, which proved that the response to Xie Li was so uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

"The slaves vaguely heard that Luo’s girl said goodbye is..."

"Goodbye is the enemy." The next second, Luo Dingchen came in from the door, and the corner of his mouth looked at the cold and clear with a sweet smile: "The king actually sent someone to eavesdrop, not like your style."

"No, no, no--" Du Gonggong hurried forward and explained: "It is definitely not for the king to let the slaves eavesdrop. It is all slaves who eavesdrop."

“Oh?” Luo Dingchen turned his eyes and said, “Who are you a slave?”

"The slave is..."

"Well, let's go ahead." Leng Qingfeng waved his hand and said: "Is it a good game?"

"Okay!"

Du Gonggong consciously put the chessboard down, Luo Ding is still a white child, and the cold maple is still a sunspot.

"Is he still can't let you down after all." After a few seconds of silence, Leng Qingfeng still asked questions buried in his heart.

After asking for the exit, he also observed the expression of Luo Dingchen. It was as light as ever, without any change.

"He probably doesn't feel reconciled." Luo dusted and laughed and said: "This kind of man is like this, the things that are lost are always more and more wanted."

"He should be very clear that his move must be separated from the North Cool." Leng Qingfeng's fingertips trembled slightly, and he was unwilling to say: "If the country is fighting the jade country again, he is looking for me to borrow, should I borrow?" ?"

This is the question he wants to ask in his heart.

He wants to know that the word "容漠" has no place in her heart. He does not distrust her, but instead... cares too much about her.

"Does he have something or someone to give us in exchange?" Luo Dian carefully looked at the board and accurately settled.

Leng Qingfeng gave a slight glimpse, then shook his head and said: "If there is no?"

"If there isn't it!" After Luo Dust put down the white son and ate all his blacks, he suddenly lifted it up, revealing a bright smile: "That is going to die!"