Ling'er and the others watched dumbfounded as Qin Yu came back with Dou Ying on his back, and they all followed all the way to Dou Ying's room. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Boil some hot water and make some decanting soup. Qin Yu commanded, and gently placed the little woman who was really asleep on her back on the soft couch.

"Gotta change her clothes, it's dirty. Qin Yu slant in disgust and fell asleep like a little pig. As soon as he straightened up and was about to leave, he suddenly felt grabbed by a cold little hand, and when he looked back, he saw Dou Ying squinting, but his hand grabbed his hand and didn't let go.

"Oooh oh. Yancui and Ling'er came to their senses at this time, and they were in a hurry, acting separately, and their tears soared all the way.

Great, the prince and the princess finally recognized each other!

Xiao Dong opened his mouth, and he didn't think of what to say in his head for a long time.

Qin Yu simply sat down, held Dou Ying's cold hand, rubbed it slowly, and turned to look at Xiao Dong, "Prepare bath water for me." ”

"Yes. Xiao Dong hurriedly closed his mouth and turned to go out, and the dignified man's heart was also moved.

In this scene just now, it seemed that he saw the love between the prince and the princess in the last period of time, and his heart was melted.

What kind of ruthless Gu, at most, can suppress the memory of death, how can the feelings of life be controlled?

Xiaodong finally breathed a sigh of relief, the matter was picked up, and everyone didn't have to hide it, so as not to make everyone's mood very bad.

At present, most of the palace's courtyards are the palace's guards and secret guards, and the people who were in charge of the courtyard before were all old people from the palace. For a while, the news of the prince's return quietly spread throughout the mansion, and in the dead of night, the mansion could also feel full of excitement and joy.

In less than four o'clock, the kitchen was already lit with smoke, and I had to prepare breakfast today, the prince and the princess were here, how could I not have a good gathering.

Dou Ying woke up in a daze, and when she opened her eyes, it was already dawn.

"The princess is awake?"

Uh, princess?

Dou Ying glared at Ling'er, Ling'er smiled indifferently, "The prince is back, the princess's name has to be called, or the prince will play the board." ”

Dou Ying frowned, "He is a nurse, what a prince." ”

"The princess also knows who this nursing home is?" Ling'er laughed and teased, "When the princess came back with the princess on her back last night, the princess grabbed the princess's hand and refused to let go." ”

"Who!" Dou Ying's eyes widened, pointing to her nose, "I grabbed his hand and refused to let go?"

"Isn't it, the prince has to take a bath before he takes your hand. ”

I'm going to do it!

"What about him?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen the prince in the morning. Ling'er shouted at the outside: "Yancui, the princess is awake." ”

"Seventh Master!" Dou Ying glared at her, really, it felt really bad to have a plummeting identity.

Ling'er glanced at her, "The prince has recovered his identity, is it possible that the princess dares to call her father in front of the prince?"

"Why don't you dare?" Dou Ying rolled her eyes back.

Ling'er pursed her lips and smiled, and asked in a low voice, "Has the prince remembered everything?"

Dou Ying shook her head, "The most annoying thing is that he didn't remember, and I fell back to the status of a slave." ”

Ling'er raised her eyebrows and asked, but Yancui's voice shouted that the slave maid had seen the prince.

As soon as the curtain moved, a ray of sunlight shone on the ground, and the handsome figure of the black robe pulled a long shadow on the ground.

Dou Ying looked at the bronze mirror and didn't look at him.

Qin Yu walked in and stared at her, still wearing pure white clothes and pants, like a waterfall black silk shawl, without makeup like jade, and her lazy expression was like a little sister next door.

The soft morning sun fell on the contours of her face, and the fluttering eyelashes, delicate nose, and small chin formed a warm landscape.

Seeing that she didn't care about herself, Qin Yu was not annoyed, lifted her robe, sat down on the soft collapse, and watched Yancui comb her hair.