This question just hit the depths of Xiang Lingzi's surging heart, and he was even more excited.

"yes, yes, I didn't even say you knew I made it, it's great, don't you think it's delicious when you look at it? Seeing that you work so hard and understand me so well, otherwise, you have eaten all these dishes. ”

As soon as he heard Xiang Lingzi's words, Nangong Di almost didn't secretly laugh off his big teeth on the side, especially when he saw Qiange's bitter gourd face, Nangong Di felt that if he didn't add some more fierce material to Qiange's kid, he was sorry for his first disciple cooking......

"Eat it all, Concubine Gongzi is so well-intentioned, don't live up to Concubine Gongzi's heart."

Qiange could hear that Gongzi was gloating, thinking about it, the two of them have been living together for seventeen years, how can they miss this moment!

"Qiange is just a subordinate, how can he take the heart of the princess and concubine alone, according to respect, these should all belong to the son, or the son will eat them!"

Xiang Lingzi felt that Qiange's words were very reasonable, so he cast his poor little eyes on Nangong Question, at this moment, Nangong Question couldn't wait to pick up the skin of this kid Qiange, and dared to calculate this son, and the consequences were very strict.

Seeing that Childe was trying hard to swallow the food in his mouth, his angry eyes had not forgotten to stare at Qiange, staring at Qiange in his heart, he didn't expect Childe to be so well-behaved, he was just talking, Childe actually ate without saying a word, it seems that this Childe Concubine is not a simple character.

Nangong Di's eyes are inseparable from Qiange, this look ...... Qiange also realized a lot in his heart, and silently went to help Gongzi reduce his burden.

After a while, I really couldn't hold on anymore, Nangong was about to explode, and he smiled at Qiange, hiding a knife in his smile, and said, "Okay, I'm full, you, go and change your clothes, this son will continue to teach the princess and concubine......"

It seems that the time to come is still coming, and Qiange knows that although Childe is very unhappy at the moment, he still obediently goes to change clothes.

Nangong question is to carefully teach Xiang Lingzi, the difference between male and female hair buns, the difference between voice and posture, and what clothes to wear for men and women, you can directly judge men and women from their appearance, so as not to have to be stripped naked every time to get separated.

The afterglow of the setting sun filled the empty Xuansheng Palace, like a soaked red veil, tossing for an afternoon, Xiang Lingzi finally learned how to convince people, Nangong took a long breath, looked at Qiange, who was tired like a dog, and said: "Qiange, hurry up and send these clothes back to others."

"Huh? Now? It's so late......" Qiange stroked the hairstyle that had just changed his clothes and messed up, and said unhappily, but he didn't know what happened to Nangong today, that look, like a knife, was weakening Qiange's tone.

"Go quickly, come back early to cook dinner for the princess, and send it to the study for her......" Nangong finished speaking, and walked in the direction of the study with Xiang Lingzi.

Is this the rhythm that is going to tire people to death?

Looking at the backs of Nangong Di and Xiang Lingzi walking out, Qiange sighed in his heart, there was no longer the complaint just now, but a very strange feeling, this scene is so familiar, so familiar that there is a very warm illusion? Looks like you've seen it somewhere?

Qiangeleng was stunned for a while before he remembered that it was in a dream.

Since I can remember, until now, there will often be a pair of figures in my dreams, gradually drifting away, no matter how I catch up, I can't catch up, I can't touch it, I can't see it clearly, every time I wake up, I feel inexplicably sad, so sad that I can't stop tears, since I was a child, at night, Qiange has to be with Nangong Question to be by his side before he is willing to sleep, seventeen years, Nangong Question has been forced to sleep in the same bed with Qiange for seventeen years.

Every morning, on a certain bed in Xuansheng Palace, there will be a little boy sitting next to the bed "wooing" and crying, crying that sad, crying that earth-shattering, and then another man also woke up, helplessly dressed in clothes, touched the head of the little boy who was crying, and walked out of the door.

It's no wonder that it's been more than ten years, and the two of them have become accustomed to this matter, Qiange is used to crying every time he wakes up from a dream, and Nangong is also used to Qiange every time he gets up, let him concentrate on crying for a while.

It's just that Qiange didn't expect that this picture, which has been entangled in his dream for more than ten years, now appears in front of him, there is a feeling of father and mother, although he has never seen his father and mother since he was a child, will they be his own...... Baba blah, what are you thinking! The son is only twenty-seven years old, and the princess looks about the same age as herself, how is it possible, "Let you think about it!" Qiange slapped himself in the mouth, picked up his clothes and walked out.

It's just that after returning from sending the clothes, Qiange vaguely felt that the atmosphere was not right, usually the Xuansheng Palace was so quiet that he could only hear the geese howling in the air, why did he ...... today There is one more voice today......

Listen carefully, oh my God, isn't this the wail of the princess? What's wrong with her?

"Xianggong...... Let me out...... Let me out......"

This seems to be coming from the study? Qiange immediately ran towards the study, and sure enough, Xiang Lingzi banged the door vigorously in the study, shouting loudly, the door was locked!

"Princess, what's going on?" The confused Qiange hurriedly asked.

"Qiange, hurry up and let me out, your son-in-law is not a person, he finally left the master, and finally he doesn't have to practice martial arts during the day and practice spells so hard at night, come here, your son-in-law actually brought me here, told me to read, what to learn, I don't read, he locked me inside, you let me out, I want to go to him to settle accounts......"

Qiange: "......"

It seems that it's not just yourself who is playing with your life, the princess is in the study, what about the son?

Qiange was about to go to the kitchen to have a look, to see if Nangong Di would cook dinner in the kitchen, so that he wouldn't have to cook dinner tonight, and directly ignored Xiang Lingzi's ghost crying wolf howl in the study, and happily prepared to leave, at this time, Qiange's happy eyes swept the ground at the door of the study, "What is this?" ”

Qiange picked up the paper on the ground, and when he saw it, it turned out to be a note left by Childe, and when he looked at the content inside, Qiange's happy heart couldn't be happy anymore, saying that it was unpleasant, to be precise, it should be said that he was surprised and puzzled, what happened to Childe today?

"Qiange, this son will go out for a few days, you have to supervise the princess to study these days, this son will check when she comes back, check that she still doesn't understand anything, you bear the consequences, and also, don't open the door for her, and the food will be handed in from the window."

Why did Gongzi walk out of Xuansheng Palace today? What did he go to do? Qiange was full of why, and his steps were also very conscious and walked towards the kitchen.

In the study, Xiang Lingzi continued to cry wolf at the door, eh, no, why is it so quiet outside the door, there is no sound?

Opened the door crack, the shadow of the thousand grids was gone, and I was sure that there was no one outside the door, and I was so unhappy, but I had to be quiet, I shouted for too long, I was tired, and I had to stop to rest and recuperate my spirits first.

"These people really have no conscience, they actually imprisoned this girl, hmph, I have to find a way to get out, find a way to get out......"

Xiang Lingzi walked around the study, twice, and three times...... I haven't figured out a solution.

"What should I do, I can't get out, why have I become stupid and can't even think of a way?" Xiang Lingzi sat on the ground next to the desk dejectedly, hugging the neck of a white porcelain carved white crane next to the desk, and muttered to himself.

"Master, don't you know how to spell?"

"Who?" Xiang Lingzi was frowning and thinking hard, but this sentence sounded in his ears, and he hurriedly looked around the whole room left and right, except for the tables and chairs in the study, there were books left, where were there people.

"Master, I'm next to you."