He Xiao's eyes were pitch black, she looked at Du Weiwei intently, paused for a moment, and her voice was low and serious: "My lady is actually smiling so gently at others." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Du was slightly stunned, his mind didn't react at all, his eyes widened and he looked at He Xiao, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

"Alas. Mrs. smiled at others today, I don't know who she should be nice to tomorrow......" He Xiao's expression was extremely serious, without the slightest hint of joking.

Du Weiwei's eyes widened, looking at He Xiao, he didn't even blink, after a long time, his thoughts slowly returned to his mind, he groaned for a while, the shock slowly dissipated from his face, and became positive, the hand holding He Xiao let go, raised and touched He Xiao's forehead, and his hoarse voice revealed an indescribable deep meaning: "Is it feverish?" ”

The woman's warm hand touched his forehead, the corners of He Xiao's mouth twitched twice, pulled Du Weiwei's hand, held it in the big palm and warmed it, and his voice was much looser than before: "What do you say?" What he cared about was Du Weiwei's previous playful attitude towards him, and he found a reason to laugh back.

"I don't have a fever, so why did I start talking nonsense?" Du Weiwei was not ready to cooperate with him, and said with an extraordinarily serious expression.

At this time, a palace maid with a tea cup was already standing at the door, hanging her head, and a voice came in: "Lord, princess, slave maid come to deliver tea." ”

With a twist of his head, Du Weiwei's voice had already fallen: "Send it in." ”

The little palace maid responded and stepped forward to bring the tea in.

Seeing that the little palace maid lowered her head and didn't dare to raise it at all, Du Weiwei's eyebrows raised slightly, took off his hand from He Xiao's palm, got up and walked two steps to the door of the little palace maid, and her voice was soft: "Little girl, can you do this concubine a favor?" ”

The little palace maid was a little scared and flustered, hurriedly sent the tea to the table between the two seats, put it down, turned around, and retreated in front of Du Weiwei: "Princess, please command." ”

"Please invite a doctor to come, and say that the prince is ......"

This time, without waiting for Du Weiwei to finish speaking, the little palace maid only felt a gust of wind blowing in front of her, and a black figure quickly flashed, and the next moment, an extremely unique aroma entered the palace maid's nose, and the man's extraordinarily unique deep voice sounded: "Go down." ”

Because of the flashing of the black figure, the little palace maid was frightened and took two steps back, and she also forgot the etiquette, raised her frightened eyes, and looked at the two people in front of her.

The first thing that caught her eye was the man's black dark gold robe, and as the fragrance of the feather court entered her nose, what she saw was the side face of the angular and breathless man.

The sword eyebrows are sharp, the pupils are deep, the bridge of the nose is high, and the thin lips are slightly open.

All the attention is gathered on this person named He Xiao.

The little palace maid's heart throbbed in an instant.

His cheeks were red, and he looked at He Xiao in a daze, and he didn't move for a long time.

It was when Du Weiwei opened his mouth to talk about the imperial doctor, He Xiao's figure flew up quickly, and his footsteps instantly fell beside Du Weiwei's side, and with a force in his palm, he had already hugged Du Weiwei's waist, with helplessness and annoyance in his eyes, first ordered the little palace maid to go out, and then, his eyes were condensed, and he stared at Du Weiwei tightly.

This girl is just going to herself off!

Feeling the angry aura emanating from He Xiao's body, Du Weiwei's expression under the veil gradually retracted, and he first turned his head and wanted to tell the little palace maid to retreat, but in an instant, he saw her eyes full of light.

This kind of look, she is very familiar with it, her eyes turned, Du Weiwei's hand supported He Xiao's chest, and said with a smile: "Little girl, step down, you don't need to ask for a doctor." Although the words sound gentle, they are really alienated and condescending.

The little palace maid looked at He Xiao and was almost stunned, and when she heard Du Weiwei's voice, she reacted suddenly, and immediately lowered her head, and her crimson face turned pale. I'm not going to die?! He actually looked at King Lizun in a daze?!

Du Wei smiled slightly, exerted his strength, broke free from He Xiao's arms, untied his veil, picked up the teacup, and walked back to the little palace maid after just taking a sip.

"Little girl, it's cold, let's send some ginger tea if you're tired." Du Weiwei's height is much taller than that of the little palace maid, and she bends down slightly, and Du Weiwei's voice is still very gentle.

Behind her, He Xiao had already retracted her gaze and sat back in her chair.

The palace maid who was full of panic heard that the princess's voice was so close to her, and the little palace maid became more and more flustered, and in timidity, she raised her eyes and glanced at Du Weiwei, but it was also this glance, and she suddenly stayed in place in shock, and never withdrew her eyes.

The woman's face is like a peach blossom, her lips are red and her teeth are white, her eyes are a pair of starry eyes with a gentle and lovely light, the corners of her mouth are slightly raised, and her expression is full of tenderness like water.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Looking at herself in the eyes of the little palace maid, Du Weiwei's voice became more and more gentle.

He Xiao took a sip of tea, and looked at Du Weiwei's back again, he could hear it, this little palace maid was afraid that she had inadvertently provoked this little woman.

"Princess...... The princess is so beautiful......" The little palace maid swallowed her saliva heavily, looking at Du Weiwei who couldn't take her eyes off for a long time, she didn't expect that there would be such a beautiful person in this world.

"Really?" Du was slightly surprised for a moment, and then his smile gradually deepened: "So, if you want to match the prince, you must also look better than the concubine." ”

As soon as Du Weiwei finished saying this, the little palace maid's face turned even paler, and she felt more and more that the room was full of coldness, and she felt that the princess in front of her was not as gentle as she had seen before, and after pausing for a while, she felt that Du Weiwei's sharp gaze still fell on her body, and the little palace maid suddenly lowered her head deeply, and her voice began to panic:

"Slave maid...... This is to send ginger tea. ”

As soon as she finished speaking, before Du Weiwei responded, the little palace maid had already staggered out of the ugly house, she already felt that if she stayed in this room any longer, she was afraid that she might even be scared of urine.

Du Weiwei's eyebrows raised slightly, looking at the figure of the little palace maid who ran out in fear, Du Weiwei's slightly bent body slowly straightened up. The sharpness between his eyebrows and eyes dissipated, but he had a somewhat boring look, turned around, and walked back to the chair and sat down.

"It's boring, and it scares away with just one sentence." Picking up the teacup and taking a big sip, Du Weiwei's hand gently twisted the teacup, and there was a tasteless meaning in his voice.