I don’t know if I should save Yiyi now, but I feel very uneasy right now.
Walk over and gently put your hand in front of his nose
I'm still breathing, I'm not dead yet, and I can't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
So I took a deep breath, looked at some things in the tea room, took the tray and walked out.
"I see you, Your Majesty." Zhuiyun bowed respectfully.
I don’t know how he got in. He didn’t seem to come in through the door.
"How is it?" The cold words came directly from his mouth.
Her eyes looked at him with unusual indifference.
"Go back to your lord, the princess and Ouyang Chenxi are here, and the daughter of the prime minister of Tianyu Kingdom is also here."
He lowered his head and reported
"Well, I've known this a long time ago. I've already met his daughter today." He seemed to have everything under his control.
There is something in his eyes that no one can guess, and no one has ever guessed what he sees through him.
"By the way, Miss Ma seems to be sneaking out for who knows what? My subordinate just saw her and Ma Ruhai downstairs, and they seemed to be very familiar with each other."
"Well, keep staring at them" he ordered
"Yes, I obey," he said and disappeared in a flash. It was not clear where he came from.
He actually knew that she was with him downstairs early in the morning. Ever since he left the palace today, he knew that Ma Ruhai had been following him, but he continued to move forward as if nothing had happened.
Of course, he also knew that it was her he was looking for. Although he had followed him as far away as possible, he could still feel it.
He can feel him even if he is far away from him, so it is really difficult to track him.
Unless he deliberately pretends not to know, otherwise no one can really follow him
He continued to sit calmly, as if everything was under his control.
It's as if you can know many things just by sitting down. You even know some things clearly without having to report them to Zhuiyun.
Knocking gently on the door and receiving the signal that she could come in, she walked in slowly, very calmly.
"Sir, this is a snack specially sent by our restaurant. I hope you can try it and give us your opinions, so that our restaurant can better understand the needs of our guests and make different preparations according to each person's taste." I really don't know this sentence.
No matter what I said, I can only deal with it casually.
"Why, this waiter looks so unfamiliar, but he's quite fair and fair. It seems a bit aggrieved to be a waiter," said a man with a fat head and big ears who looked particularly wealthy.
When I saw him like that, I really wanted to vomit, and I was trying my best to hold it back.
"This guest officer is joking. The little one is new here. The waiter who was originally in charge of delivering food had a stomachache after eating bad food, so he asked the little one to come."
At first glance, I looked down and saw that there was no one hiding here at all.
So he took the tray and wanted to go out, but suddenly a pair of hands stretched out in front of him, seeming to block his way out.
"Do you have any other instructions, sir?" he said with a hint of respect and politeness.
"Second brother, let me have a cup of tea with you!"