His face did not blush and his heart was not beating. He spoke frankly, as if he was the most beautiful love words in the world.

Everyone was stunned. How could such shameless words be said?

But, it feels good, without any wretch, only a strong sense of affection.

Linlang's little face turned red quietly, her heart was pounding, and her nervous palms were covered with sweat.

However, she smiled so happily and brilliantly, as if she had obtained the most precious treasure.

"I like it so frankly, I like it, the third princess, I see it, the difference between a hypocrite and a real villain."

Dugu Ye breathed a sigh of relief, raised the corners of his mouth, held her hand, and linked her fingers.

Haha, she said she liked it, it was great!

With the other hand, she tapped her pretty nose and joked, "You dare to say that I am a real villain? What a courage."

Linlang raised his hands high and smiled sweetly, "Hehe, I am also a villain, we belong to the same country."

Dugu Ye was full of heart and laughed out loud. The taste of happiness was so sweet.

The Sixth Prince looked at this scene blankly, envious and jealous, churning in his chest.

Why do some people always get good things easily?

Really God's favorite?

The third princess was very envious, but at the same time she stared at Cheng Zilang resentfully. In comparison, his words were so pale and powerless, and it was more like a joke.

Cheng Zilang was stared at by her, "Princess, why do you look at me like this? Did you believe their nonsense? You also know what good things can Su Linlang have to do to me?"

Although he didn't want to marry the princess, he didn't want the princess to hate him, which would be of no benefit to him.

The third princess asked in a cold manner, "Why are you wearing this dress today?"

"Huh?" Cheng Zilang was stunned. What does it mean? He didn't understand!

When we meet the emperor, we are naturally dressed in formal clothes. Everyone wears this way, what's wrong?

The third princess was extremely sad, "a little ugly."

Cheng Zilang was in a mess in the wind. Why is it so difficult to guess about a woman's thoughts? What the hell are you talking about?

Linlang laughed and couldn't help but finish it, "A person is ugly, his heart is ugly, and he is ugly in any clothes he wears."

She understood, and the lover looked like Xi Shi. As long as she liked her, the other person would look good in whatever she wore.

Once you don’t like it, no matter how exquisite the clothes are, they are nothing more than that.

"You..." Cheng Zilang could no longer control his anger and glared at her viciously.

The problem must be with her. As long as she is there, things will always go in a variety of ways.

Dugu Ye blocked Linlang and glared at him, "It's too ungraceful to argue with a girl. Cheng Zilang, don't embarrass you." tqr1

Cheng Zilang took a deep breath, knowing that he would lose control if he didn't leave, so he bowed and said, "Go away."

He turned his head and left, with some trace of his back running away.

A slightly mocking voice came from behind, "I was so angry that I was so angry that I was extremely angry. Which one is more suitable for him?"

Cheng Zilang's body stiffened, but he walked faster, as if he didn't hear anything.

Dugu Ye hugged Linlang into his arms, with a slightly bent mouth, "After being exposed, his thoughts were so angry that he couldn't fuck us, so he had to leave in anger."

The third princess looked at Cheng Zilang's back sympathetically. Not to mention, it was indeed a bit similar.

But, no matter what, it is the person she once likes, "It's not good for you to say bad things about others behind your back."

Linlang spread his hands with an innocent look on his face, "I'm happy, I'm happy, can you care? Your vision is too bad. Cheng Zilang is a golden and beautiful woman, and he is in the middle of the fragile clothes. He enjoys your admiration, wants to get some benefits, but does not want to be responsible. He thinks you are hindering his future. Such a man is dirty when he uses it as toilet paper."

This metaphor is amazing. The third princess was disgusted and shouted with a bitter face, "Do you still let someone eat?"

Linlang was reminded by her and screamed, "Ah, my beggar chicken."

Snatch out the beggar chicken burned into black charcoal from the fire. When it peels off the skin, it smells like a scent, arousing the greed in the stomach.

Linlang took a bite, and his delicate little face immediately smiled and enjoyed it.

Seeing this, the third princess couldn't help but jumped up in a hurry, "Give me one too, hurry up, I'm so anxious."

As soon as the hot chicken entered the mouth, it was crispy and delicious, and I felt so happy.

She feasted and ate very quickly, for fear of being snatched away.

While eating, Linlang couldn't help but complain, "Shouldn't you be heartbroken and can't eat?"

The third princess shook her head vaguely, "I'm not familiar with him, so sad, don't talk to me, I'm not available."

How can a stinky man with oily mouth and no truth be compared to something delicious?

Linlang shook his head slightly, a fickle woman.

In fact, she also understood that the third princess was not really in love with Cheng Zilang, but the girl's love and adolescence.

It is a kind of catharsis of emotions, not a specific person.

Once the shining point that attracted her was gone, she no longer liked it.

"Eat less and be careful of being fat."

"Reduce it after eating." The third princess didn't raise her head. She was in the food, so she still cares whether she was fat or not.

After eating two chicken wings, Linlang threw the others to Dugu Ye, and stared at the chicken of the third princess. The third princess liked to eat chicken legs the most, and the chicken wings had not moved yet.

Her eyes rolled, she rushed over and pulled off a chicken wing. The third princess couldn't help but screamed in a hurry, "Don't steal my chicken."

"It's mine, mine." Su Linlang provocatively declared.

"Su Linlang, you hate it so much, I'll give it back to me."

"I bake it, it's good to give it to you. Do you still dare to shout? Recycle it!"

"No, it's mine in my hands!"

In Cining Palace, the Queen Mother looked at the steaming chicken with a subtle expression, "Is this the beggar chicken that is fighting for in the garden?"

Nothing happened in the palace that could be hidden from her eyes.

She knew about the incident one minute before, and the next, that the palace was full of her eyeliner.

The old lady lowered her head and said in a low voice, "Yes, the county magistrate specially sent it to the queen mother for a taste, and said, "It's best to tear it with her hands."

A piece of chicken is missing and has experienced poison.

The queen mother smiled slightly and asked the old lady to pull a piece of chicken. She simply stopped using chopsticks and tasted it a little. It was really good.

"Where is the emperor?"

"It's there too." The old lady replied with a smile.

The empress dowager ate half a chicken silently and stopped after the old lady's persuasion. This was already the greatest affirmation of Su Linlang's craftsmanship.

After a while, the Queen Mother held the teacup and sighed softly

"You said that girl is strange. Sometimes she is too unruly and lawless, and she wants to strangle her to death. Sometimes she is well advanced and retreated, and the rules are good. How could there be such a strange person?"

The guy who dared to poison his wife, actually knew what was delicious and gave it to the owner of the palace first.

Well, the only palace servants in her eyes are the emperor and the queen mother. As for concubines, they just ignore them.

"This..." The old lady hesitated a little.
Chapter completed!