Chapter 113 (1/2)

Throughout the banquet, the ministers were not supported by the snacks at the banquet, but by two people somewhere at the banquet.

The older man touched his beard and exclaimed that youth is good!

Look how much the prime minister and his wife love each other.

Tut, I miss the old woman at home!

At the banquet, Shen Zhiying's mood was not so good.

Since Gu Jinyan had a wife, Shen Zhiying's face was not better, let alone that Shen Wanqing was a bandit.

Shen Zhiying looked at the elegant posture of the young Ji moon, and her eyes were obsessed.

But when she saw that the prime minister, who had always been true to color, served the women around her gently, Shen Zhiying's heart couldn't stop jealousy.

Clearly

She should be the one standing next to such an excellent man!

Shen Zhiying is still staring at Shen Wanqing. Her eyes are empty. She doesn't know what she's thinking.

Suddenly, a loose sight fell on her.

Lazy, but with a coolness and oppression that can not be ignored.

Shen Zhiying's body stiffened, and the whole person quickly returned to God from the air.

Panic raised his eyes and saw Shen Wanqing diagonally opposite.

In the girl's careless eyes, Shen Zhiying subconsciously lowered her head to avoid.

Until she felt that the line of sight did not stay on her body, Shen Zhiying slowly raised her head.

The palms of the clenched hands were sweating, and there were still lingering panic and slowness in the beautiful apricot eyes.

Shen Zhiying licked the dried lips, took back Shen Wanqing's sight, and took a cup of tea.

Just at this time, the voice of a hundred miles of dust came to my ears.