There's nothing to say, but I still beg for collection, why is the collection so pitiful and so low.

Zhou Zhiqing was not afraid that her predicament would fall into Yan Zhenrui's eyes, but under the stimulation of pain, she was ignorant and thought that she had made some mistake and was beaten by Yan Zhenrui.

Those watery eyes were full of grievances and innocence.

Yan Zhenrui's heart seemed to be boiling and rolling, and he pretended to be casual and lowered his head, and he couldn't wait to scold in his heart: This king wants to punish you, why use such clumsy means.

But then he realized that his methods were not clever at all, and he sighed silently.

The next moment I almost jumped again. Did she fall asleep and catch fire on her own? What does it have to do with him? Why does she look like an innocent victim again? And he was actually lured into the bait?

Yan Zhenrui lowered his head, and the book in his hand was about to be crushed, but he didn't have a seizure.

Zhou Zhiqing didn't say anything, didn't he seem to be more weak when he couldn't hold it down first?

But in my heart, I felt pitiful and funny. In the end, I couldn't help it, and after reading the book for a while, I only felt more and more upset, so I simply threw the book aside and said, "This king is tired-"

Zhou Zhiqing has woken up from the fog. It wasn't who hit it, it burned it yourself.

She touched her burnt hair, secretly glad that her hair was thick, and even if it was burned, it would not be too wolf. After realizing it, he glanced at Yan Zhenrui, who was as cold as ice and as steady as a mountain, and said silently in his heart: I'm sorry, I wronged you, I didn't mean to, I just reacted subconsciously.

Of course, the apology is the truth, but I don't dare to say it in person.

How slanderous she is in her heart, there is no evidence, no one can pick out anything that is not true, but once it is declared, it is evidence of great disrespect to the prince, and she will only give people a handle when she is stupid and crazy.

Hearing Yan Zhenrui say that he was tired, Zhou Zhiqing immediately stepped forward to make the bed for him.

The bed has always been clean and tidy, and Zhou Zhiqing still has to make it more flat and clean for him.

Yan Zhenrui stood beside her, staring coldly at her soft waist. It was said that it was cold, but it was just his psychological expectation, but if that look was seen, it would definitely be called out, as burning as a ghost fire in the dark night, as if it would burn in the next moment.

Zhou Zhiqing didn't notice anything, she tidied up, and stood in the corner of the bed and looked at it, looking quite satisfied, she didn't notice that the man next to her was breathing heavily, angry, and had secretly clenched his fists for most of the day.

Before Zhou Zhiqing turned his head, Yan Zhenrui looked away with difficulty.

Yan Zhenrui lay down, deliberately turned over, facing the wall of the bed, and soon breathed lightly and evenly, as if he was asleep.

Zhou Zhiqing played with his hair indiscriminately, and when he saw that Yan Zhenrui was motionless, he extinguished all the lights and candles, leaving only a small lamp outside. Yan Zhenrui didn't let her go, so she couldn't go, so she just lay down on the table and rested.

The night was long, and she was extremely tired, so not only could she not sleep on her stomach like this, but it was even more tormenting.

She hated being dumped by Yan Zhenrui after being used, and she couldn't spend the night in his room, and now she finally got her wish, but it turned out that this taste was not very pleasant.

At this time, she didn't want anything, she just wanted a bed, even if it was narrow and cold. There was a cry of pain everywhere in his body, but he still had to restrain himself in this place, and his legs seemed to be numb again.

People are cheap, they don't cherish when they have it, and they are sad when they lose it. Zhou Zhiqing sneered at herself, and in her heart, she drenched the blood of the dogs she counted, and she couldn't open her eyelids before falling asleep.

As soon as Zhou Zhiqing woke up, there were two big dark circles under her eyes. She has a fair complexion, which is especially terrifying at this moment. But she didn't know it herself, covered her mouth and yawned lightly, glanced at Yan Zhenrui, who was still sleeping on the bed, patted her heart, and said secretly: Fortunately, I finally woke up.

Otherwise, the prince will see her stupidity in her eyes, and I am afraid that she will speak violently again.

Alas, being a slave is not an easy errand.

In fact, Yan Zhenrui had already woken up, but he couldn't bear to alarm Zhou Zhiqing, seeing that she was stretching her waist and kicking her legs as if no one was there, in addition to describing her haggardness, she couldn't see the appearance of a little rain and frost, and she couldn't help but be angry.

He couldn't see her smiling and shining, and he couldn't see that she was obviously listless and always full of vitality, and he wanted to crush her and knead her into mud, but he really did it, and he didn't like to see such cruel blood.

He coughed and half-stiffened.

Zhou Zhiqing immediately stood up and said, "Lord Wang, are you awake?" Do you want to start now? ”

Yan Zhenrui glanced at Zhou Zhiqing, looked at her two dark circles, and couldn't tell what mood she was feeling. Zhou Zhiqing had already turned around and went out, and quickly took mouthwash, and two other maids heard the movement and took the spittoon.

Yan Zhenrui rinsed his mouth with Zhou Zhiqing's hand.

Forget it, he didn't want to figure it out, so he stooped into the clean room.

Zhou Zhiqing quickly brought water and followed.

Yan Zhenrui snatched the handkerchief and cleaned his face.

He didn't even know what Zhou Zhiqing did, and in the end he seemed to be impatient anymore, so he ordered others to do it.

Zhou Zhiqing was not disappointed, and stood aside with his hands down, waiting for Yan Zhenrui's orders.

When she is asked to do it, she will try her best to do it, and if she is not asked to do it, she is happy to watch from the sidelines.

Yan Zhenrui didn't look at her, turned around and went out of the door, and ordered: "Come here, find the clothes to be worn today for this king, and call someone with sharp hands and feet to tie up the king's hair." ”

Zhou Zhiqing thought about it later, it turned out that she disliked her clumsiness.

Soon, someone who was used to serving in the past came in, and after a complete set, the movements were smooth, elegant and generous, which made Zhou Zhiqing breathtaking.

Yan Zhenrui deliberately snubbed her and didn't ask her to come forward to serve, but she could be seen from the bronze mirror with a pair of black and white eyes, and she was admiring and appreciating looking at the maid to tie her hair for herself, Yan Zhenrui had an urge to kick everyone out of the room.

He closed his eyes fiercely.

I opened it again.

Yan Zhenrui's hair is flexible and pitch black, like a black waterfall, with a sense of rushing down, revealing the hardness of life and the indestructible attack power.

Zhou Zhiqing was fascinated, and Leng Ding came into contact with Yan Zhenrui's displeased gaze in the bronze mirror, and immediately looked away, meekly blessed, and withdrew from his dormitory.

She still has this bit of look, and she also has this self-knowledge, if he likes it, any good-for-nothing woman can once climb the branch, but if he hates it, whether you are a princess or a county lord, it is nothing, only worthy of being the mud under his feet to step on at will.

She couldn't be lower now.

Zhou Zhiqing felt that Chen Hanzheng's words were right, she had violently destroyed heavenly things in the past, and finally got retribution, look, how much she asked for in the past, how much she has to pay today.

But she still looked at the early morning sun, her eyes widened, and she smiled brightly.