Wen Liyu happily pulled Zhao Xuanyin's sleeve and was led by him to the palace which served as a rest room.
The mutual induction between Zhao Xuanyin and Zhao Xuanyi can also be used as a locator.
As long as the distance is not too far, they can find each other accurately.
"It's just in front, go there by yourself." Zhao Xuanyin stopped, raised his chin slightly, and pointed at the side hall in front with the closed door.
One of his arms was stiff and motionless, for fear that if he waved it casually he would shake Wen Liyu's hand away.
Then he will be complained by the other party again.
"Brother Xuan Yin, please come in with me." Wen Liyu took the initiative and pulled his sleeve and walked forward.
She had little strength, but her fighting power was full, and she could easily pull away Zhao·Cold-faced King of Hell·Xuan Yin, who was able to fight twenty people alone.
"Why do you, a young couple, want to drag this prince along when you meet?" Zhao Xuanyin maintained a cold face and spoke in a bad tone as he walked.
"I'll count to three, then let go."
"one."
Wen Liyu pretended not to understand and tugged at his sleeve tightly, "Brother Xuanyi, what are you doing here alone?"
"two."
"Brother Xuan Yin, what do you think?" She turned her head and looked at him with a smile on her face.
The hairpin in her hair was decorated with round jewels and jade, which made crisp sounds when swayed. The collar was slightly loose, revealing a small part of her white neck. Her soft waist was bound by a belt, and it was slender enough to be held in one hand.
Every frown and smile was so touching that Zhao Xuanyin was slightly distracted. "What?"
Wen Liyu blinked, took his hand, and pushed open the door of the palace with force.
The bright sunlight poured into the dim room, driving away all the darkness inside.
Zhao Xuanyi, who was trying to get closer to his 'little wife' in the room, turned his head in dissatisfaction, "Who?! How dare you disturb me... Yu'er?!?"
His eyes trembled and he stepped back quickly, almost falling to the ground.
His eyes kept wandering between the door and in front of him, and his anxiety grew deeper and deeper.
Wen Liyu didn't say anything. She looked at the clothes of the two people inside and felt relieved.
Fortunately, I caught up.
Then she turned her attention back to the woman in the room. Her face, figure, and clothing were exactly the same as hers.
This heroine is quite bold. It turns out that she seduced the original hero by dressing up as her.
Zhao Xuanyin didn't remain silent. He glanced at the woman in the room, squinted at his dumbfounded brother, and sneered, "You can't even recognize your fiancée? How ridiculous."
“…” Zhao Xuanyi stood up with a dark face. Just as he was about to get angry, his body began to burn from the inside.
The intense desire and the sudden reaction of his body made him lose all reason, "You fake, you actually drugged this prince?!"
Wen Liyu blinked embarrassedly.
Wow, it’s quite big!
She wanted to continue looking, but her view was blocked by the man next to her.
His shoulders were broad and solid, giving a sense of security at first glance, completely blocking Wen Liyu's field of vision.
Zhao Xuanyin's eyes were fierce, and he suddenly shot at his brother, "Who are you seducing?"
"You can be controlled by a mere aphrodisiac, you piece of shit." His words were sarcastic and merciless.
After hearing what he said, Zhao Xuanyi's face turned pale and blue, and his whole face turned pale with anger.
His gentle and graceful demeanor vanished completely, and he glared coldly at the imposter in front of him, "Just wait for this prince."
The heroine was stunned the moment Wen Liyu came and opened the door of the palace.
How could this happen? It shouldn't be like this! Her plan was flawless. She only needed to wait for another stick of incense, for the medicine to take effect, before her maid would lead the others over.
At that time, she would also take advantage of the dim environment in the hall to hide the human skin mask that she had bought at a high price on her face.
In this way, all people see is her and the third prince being affectionate with each other.
But now, all the plans were ruined.
Why did Wen Liyu come here so early?! She was clearly being dragged along! Where is she?!
The heroine Chen Qingqing was so angry that she wanted to curse, and she was almost there!
As soon as Zhao Xuanyi finished speaking, Chen Qingqing was shocked by his fierce and terrifying gaze.
His current appearance is exactly the same as Zhao Xuanyin's bloodthirsty and crazy appearance when he is angry.
If Zhao Xuanyin is the evil ghost in hell, then Zhao Xuanyi is the bright and beautiful exiled immortal in heaven.
He is gentle and polite, with a gentle personality and considerate towards others.
But now... his appearance completely overturned his previous image, and he looked exactly like Zhao Xuanyin!
It even looks scarier.
"Yu'er." Zhao Xuanyi ignored the woman, straightened his clothes, and walked quickly towards his little wife.
He wanted to reach out and pull her out from behind her brother as usual.
But this time, Wen Liyu did not respond to him.
She lowered her head and looked at the palm in front of her, which still retained the scent of another woman's makeup.
Wen Liyu took a step back, her expression and eyes confused. She reached out and grabbed the corner of Zhao Xuanyin's clothes, asking in a low voice, "Brother Yi, did you touch her?"
"No!" Zhao Xuanyi said hurriedly, "I didn't touch her. I always thought she was you. Yu'er, don't misunderstand."
Zhao Xuanyin didn't wait for Wen Liyu to speak, and raised the corner of his mouth again, "Ha, just now this prince saw with his own eyes that you were about to hug that fake, and now you say you didn't touch it."
"Why don't you smell it? The stench on your body is about to stink up this prince."
Zhao Xuanyi looked at his brother expressionlessly, "Second, Royal, Brother."
Zhao Xuanyin looked at him for a few moments, then turned his face away with disdain and stopped talking to him.
Wen Liyu still didn't come out from behind Zhao Xuanyin. Instead, she moved closer and whispered, "Brother Yi, go change your clothes first."
Zhao Xuanyin, who was being pressed close to him, felt as if a soft white cloud was sticking to his back.
His back was stiff and straight, for fear that if he moved casually, this delicate cloud would disperse and run away.
"Okay, I'll go right away." Zhao Xuanyi glared at his brother with a fierce look, but when he spoke to Wen Liyu, he was as gentle and soft as the spring breeze and drizzle.
Before he left, he reached out to pull his brother, gritting his teeth, "Second brother, come with me."
[Xiaoyu is your sister-in-law! What are you thinking about?!]
Zhao Xuanyin dodged sideways and said, "No, go by yourself."
[Who's distracted?]
"I have to stay here. I'm afraid your new lover will bully Xiaoyu." His words were meaningful.
Wen Liyu's maid and the guards following Zhao Xuanyin were standing aside. Upon hearing these words, the maid walked closer as if facing a great enemy.
"Miss, it's time for us to go back." Her eyes swept over the two brothers Zhao Xuan and Yin, full of vigilance.
The maid only cared about what her mistress thought. Seeing her mistress looking so aggrieved and sad, the maid felt like her heart was on fire.
Just now, so many of them saw that the gentle and elegant Third Prince would actually do such a thing.
As expected, all men in the world are bad.
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