"I've just gotten away after I was thrusting my brain," Qi You'er curled her lips, "The lady demon is so terrifying that she's so terrifying. She knows at a glance that it's not a good thing, she looks more beautiful than me. That's fine,
When seducing a married woman, you can tell at a glance that this person has moral problems and that his body is scented. I will sneeze as soon as I get close."
In Qi Youer's heart, Jing Wuze may be the prince, or from eighty to eight years old, he could not escape his hand, but she hated such people to the end.
"Let's go home," Qi You'er smelled the aura on Yan Hao and held his hand tightly.
This palace is really not fun, she won't play anymore.
"Okay," Yan Hao lowered his head and reached out to take off the grass clippings she had when she was hiding in the dark. This was the one who took her little hand and walked out of the palace. But his mind had never been
The heavyness of the heart, the quietness that has always been clear and the waves are now also surging.
He suddenly stopped, and then narrowed his eyes a little dangerously.
The second time, Jing Wuze, Fang Ning didn't want to say much, but if he dared to have any bad intentions on his right, no matter what Prince Liuxi he is, he Yan Hao, even if he fights to the death, he will not
It will make him successful.
"What's wrong?" Qi You'er shook his hand.
"Nothing happened," Yan Hao rubbed her hair and continued to walk forward. At this time, a leaf in the dark moved for a moment, and then a figure flashed out.
It was Jing Wuze, who used to caressing the cat's eye stone on his ears, gently buckled the corners of his lips, and narrowed his foggy blue eyes, and his fingers pulled off a piece of the tree.
The leaves were then thrown to the ground.
The wind was rustling, and the leaf was blown far away by the wind... The veins were still dark green in vaguely.
Back at the mansion, Qi Youer sent a portion of the snack to Qi Nan'er, and another portion was her own food. The snacks in this palace are no more than outside, and sometimes even if there is money, it may not be necessary.
She picked up a piece of dessert and put it in her mouth.
Alas, it’s good to have the right, this is a high-end snack.
Yan Hao also pinched a piece, with a little fold between his eyebrows and eyes, and some thoughts were always hidden inside.
"You'er," he suddenly called Qi You'er's name, and then placed his finger on her face.
"Well, what's wrong? Is there anything on my face?" Qi You'er rubbed his hand, thinking that his face had not been washed clean?
"No," Yan Hao smiled lightly, "Your face is very clean, I just miss you for my husband."
"Yeah, what do you mean?" Qi Youer sat upright, not asking for snacks. She must be able to listen to her husband's words. Of course, she will listen carefully to her husband's questions.
"You'er, how do you feel about Jing Wuze?" Yan Hao asked this sentence without asking, which seemed unintentional, but in his deep eyes, there was a little concern that others didn't know about.
"You said, that demon man?" Qi You'er held up his face, "Well, what do you want to say? I feel he is not a man?"
"Yeah," Yan Hao only gave her one word.
Qi You'er's eyes turned, then pulled his hand and started playing, "Are you afraid that I will cheat, are you?"
"Trick?" Yan Hao expressed this word as a force. This is another new mark that Qi You'er came out, and he didn't understand the meaning.
"It's just a red apricot," Qi You'er explained to him, then stretched out and took a piece of snack and bit it himself, "Don't worry, that fox man is rotten, you know he's in heat when he's fine, I won't
I will like that kind of person. Besides, my Prime Minister’s wife is a good wife. There is no need to be a mistress for others. She is still the mistress of that princess.”
Speaking of the princess, she still feels uncomfortable now.
Yan Hao rubbed her hair and felt relieved. It was not that he didn't believe in Qi You'er, but because of Fang Ning's affairs, he was indeed a little worried.
"Don't you believe me?" Qi You'er bulged her face. Although she was a little angry, she was distrustful of her character, but she felt a little sweet in her heart. This was his manifestation of caring about her.
.
"Yes, I'm scared, are you proud?" Yan Hao naturally knew that the little Jiujiu in Qi Youer's heart.
"Of course," Qi Youer knew that he was modest at all. The more proud he felt.
"Yes," she was just proud, she smiled proudly, which proved that she was quite charming.
Yan Hao recognized her proudly, then brought her pen, ink, paper and ink, and placed her on the table, "practice in calligraphy."
As soon as these two words came out, Qi You'er put down her face on the spot, "Can you not write it?" Her hand hurt.
"No," Yan Hao refused, "You can't let you go anymore. You have been practicing calligraphy for more than a year, but you don't have any strength at all. If you are lazy and you will be a chicken for the rest of your life.
Crawl word.”
Qi You'er flattened her mouth and then practiced with a pen that accepted her fate. But she was not brave enough. Why did she practice calligraphy? It's for hair, and for hair?
But Yan Hao said that she had to practice, so she could only hold the pen upright and write it stroke by stroke. Look, this is experience. What does it mean to be young and not work hard, and she is just like this.
of.
Her hands were hurting when she wrote, and then she secretly looked at Yan Hao. When she saw that he was reading his official documents specifically, she took a break and pushed all the paper on the table aside. The pillow she used to.
On his arm, he looked at him in a daze.
Yan Hao raised his face and put down the official document in his hand, "I'm tired?"
"Yeah," Qi Youer answered honestly, then pointed to the few pages of large words on the table, "Three pictures are here, I wrote them very seriously."
Yan Hao took it and saw that he was indeed serious. He stood up and stretched out his hand, "Let's go, rest."
"Okay," Qi Youer immediately became energetic, then jumped onto his back and buried his little face on his back.
"Yan Hao."
"kindness,"
"Yan Hao, don't worry, do I have a crush on you? I like you..." She said vaguely, not knowing if she was really tired, Yan Hao lowered his eyelashes and then gently
He said a light grace, and was speechless again.
There was a rustling sound outside, and the night was thick.
The next day, Qi Youer got up early. The belly dance in this palace has begun to spread. Although there is no modern TV and Internet in this capital, the news is not spread at all.
slow.
She found Qi Nan'er, Tinglan, Tingyu, and the housekeeper, and everyone who could write was called.
"That's what I mean," Qi You'er turned her writing forward.
As a result, everyone kept squeezing their eyes. Some even covered their mouths and smiled. Qi You'er put his hands on his waist, but his face was not burning at all. Sure enough, her skin was really done.