Seeing that Beiling was still disobedient, Demon Qianzhu was angry and kissed him directly.

Beiling finally behaved now and didn't dare to move anymore.

After a long time, Demon Qianzhu let go of Beiling, and then asked, "Are you still making trouble?" Through the night, he looked at Beiling's drunken appearance, and he didn't know what to feel in his heart. How long has it been? How long has it been since I've seen her look so cute? What a good age, I have to force myself to dress up as a young man, and I look like I have tasted all the things in the world.

"No more trouble." Beiling replied obediently.

"That's good." Demon Qianzhu nodded with satisfaction and let go of the hand that was holding Bei Ling. As soon as Beiling got it, he pushed the demon Qianzhu back. Behind the demon Qianzhu is a big lotus pond, which just falls into the river impartially.

Bei Ling smiled proudly and clapped his hands: "Hmph! Take a good shower! ”

After saying that, he returned to the dormitory triumphantly.

Demon Qianzhu floated in the water, and for a while he didn't know how to describe his mood.

Glad? Uh, wouldn't it be too cheap to say that?

Wrath? I don't think I feel that at all.

Helpless? This seems to have, Beiling is really like a child when she is drunk.

How nice. How long has it been since she's been this fussy?

Pretty good, really.

After smiling with satisfaction, Demon Qianzhu got up from the water and walked towards Qingping Palace. When he walked to the gate of the palace, he was greeted by a plainly dressed palace maid.

When the palace maid saw him, she immediately lowered her head and helped him behind her, and then left in a hurry. It's like seeing some evil ghost, and I'm afraid I'll be caught by him.

Although Demon Qianzhu felt strange, he walked to Beiling's room without delving.

After entering, he saw that Beiling had changed his clothes and was lying on the bed and fell asleep peacefully. There was also soothing incense burning on the table. Now, he thought of the palace maid. Probably she did it.

Only, why has he never seen her? No, it's not. He's seen it.

Yes, that's right, it's the palace maid, the palace maid who looks similar to the red sleeves.

Is there any purpose for her to do this? Demon Qianzhu was puzzled.

"Find out what the origin of this palace maid named Wantao is." Demon Qianzhu commanded.

"Yes." A voice appears out of thin air, then disappears. Like he never came,

Demon Qianzhu glanced at Beiling, and then after placing an enchantment around her, he also left. After all, since he slept here for one night that day, Beiling no longer allowed him to sleep here. The reason is that there is a difference between men and women, and they are not close to each other.

Demon Qianzhu actually wants to ask rhetorically, is she a woman!

However, in view of the unnecessary trouble, he obediently went back to his room.

A good night's sleep.

When Beiling woke up, it was already noon the next day. After a simple wash and meal, Bei Ling thought about it and didn't know what to do, so he was about to go to Dongfang Aoqing to ask about some things about the Fengliu Conference, when Demon Qianzhu came.

"Something?" Beiling asked.

"Hmm." Demon Qianzhu nodded.

"What's the matter?"

"Big deal."

"Get out." Beiling replied directly.

"You haven't investigated the palace maid named Wantao?" Demon Qianzhu asked.

Bei Ling was puzzled, what would you do if you were mentioning a palace maid? She thought about the name in her mind, and suddenly remembered something, and immediately stretched her face, indicating that she was unhappy.

"Got a liking for her?"

"Stinky girl, what do you want." Demon Qianzhu was in a good mood when she heard Beiling's sour tone, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. As he spoke, he habitually raised his hand and rubbed Beiling's hair.

Bei Ling didn't dodge for a while, and he was in the middle of it. She didn't think her tone meant anything else. It's just that, to be honest, when she said that, her heart felt like a wall had been blocked, and she felt very uncomfortable.

"Go and call her, maybe you can find out about some things, like why she and Redsleeves are so similar." Demon Qianzhu replied.

"She?" Beiling was puzzled.

"What can she have? It's just a servant girl who is too weak to be weak. For Wantao, Beiling always has a different emotion, which is deep disdain and contempt.

Demon Qianzhu smiled, "A person who doesn't have the slightest spiritual power can change clothes for you, Ling'er, when did your vigilance become so low?" Even if he was drunk last night, he didn't have any vigilance at all. ”

"What did you say?!"

"You don't even know who helped you back to the palace?" Demon Qianzhu was surprised, "She can sneak into you silently and help you change into clean clothes, how can such a person be a waste!" ”

"Someone." After listening to the words of Demon Qianzhu, Beiling immediately ordered to go down, "Bring Wantao to the palace." ”

"Yes, Your Highness." After the palace maid responded, she immediately went to do it.

Wantao, who are you?

"Your Highness, Wantao brings it." After a while, Wan Tao was brought.

She still looked like she was shrinking her head and feet, she didn't have any confidence, she knelt down in horror and asked Beiling to say goodbye: "Slave, slave Wantao has seen Her Royal Highness the Princess." ”

"Wantao, who are you?" Bei Ling asked coldly.

"Ah, slave, slave is Wantao." Wan Tao didn't react for a while, and was a little panicked.

"Really?" Beiling was playful, obviously not believing her words. After Demon Qianzhu's mention, Bei Ling searched for last night's information in her mind, and it was obvious that her memory was blank since she pushed Demon Qianzhu into the lotus pond, and there was no extra memory to show what happened last night.

"Yesterday, you helped me change my clothes?"

"Yes, it's a slave, please, please atone for the princess." Wantao immediately kowtowed and admitted his mistake.

Beiling Yujie, was she too ruthless at the beginning, so she left this girl with the impression of a violent maniac? How do you feel like she's so afraid of her?

The corners of Beiling's mouth twitched, and his eyes glanced at Demon Qianzhu to signal him to speak.

Demon Qianzhu understood and walked towards Wantao, and his first words shocked Wantao.

He said, "What does Red Sleeves have to do with you?" ”

Wan Tao didn't answer, and in a panic, she looked at the demon Qianzhu's different-colored eyes, and those different eyes seemed to have insight into a qiē and saw through her disguise.

Wan Tao was silent.

"What does Red Sleeves have to do with you?" Demon Qianzhu asked again.

"It's okay." This time, Wantao replied quickly, changed her cowardice just now, and looked directly at the demon Qianzhu, "The slave doesn't know who the red sleeves are, so the red sleeves have nothing to do with the slave and the maid." ”

"Really?" Demon Qianzhu smiled evilly, that tone was meaningful, and it was obvious that he didn't believe her words at all.

"The slave and maid have said everything that should be said, but believe it or not, it depends on Her Royal Highness the Princess." Wan Tao said.

Demon Qianzhu smiled when he heard this.

He said, "Then where did the tattoo on your waist come from?" ”