Although she hates reading, she likes to read villain books, and she never gets tired of it and relishes it.

"Wow, it's nice here, it's resplendent and the main thing is that it exudes an air of thirst for knowledge."

"Niangniang, the slave will never pit you, there are all kinds of books here."

"Well, Hongu seems to have smelled the villain book greeting him, and is going to look for them."

With curiosity, she walked all the way, looking, touching, as if she was touching a treasure, with a smile on her face, and she couldn't close her mouth.

Wu Fu followed behind, seeing that Niangniang was so happy, she was also sincerely happy, Niangniang liked it, it was just beyond her expectations.

She took a general look, the four books and the five classics, she couldn't understand the reasoning, and she was not interested, she walked through a lot of places, and still didn't see the villain book.

"Dance offering, where is the villain book?" When will it be a head to look for it so aimlessly?

The dance offering thought that the mother was appreciating, what books did she read? It turned out that she was still looking for a villain book, and she thought she was caught in the ocean of knowledge, but she thought it was too simple.

Wu Fu pointed in one direction, "Niangniang, over there, the slave maid also asked one person to know, there are not many villain books, but it is enough to read." ”

"Mother, this row is all there."

"That's a lot."

Eyes.

She immediately flipped through it, she first looked at the title of the book, whether it was attractive enough, attracted her attention, she read, if it didn't suit her appetite, she looked at the book.

After a while, there were more than a dozen books in Wu's arms, and she was a porter who specialized in carrying villain books for her mother.

The number of books is still increasing, and the dance offering is a little difficult, "Niangniang, there are so many books, I can't finish reading them for a while, it's better to take some of them first, and come here to get them after reading them." ”

She was worried that if the mother took the book back, it wouldn't come out every day, and the garden wouldn't be built.

Not good, not good.

She was addicted for a while, and she didn't care about the dance offering, seeing her blushing, it was estimated that it took a lot of effort.

"Put the book on the ground, Hongu is here to read a part."

The environment here is elegant, it is a clean place, the smell of books makes people quiet, no wonder the literati are gentle, not even a word of rudeness, your heart is calm, you can see clearly, and you are not so careful.

Dance for a joy, this is a good thing, this means that Niangniang will not return to the natal palace, it's okay.

She sat on the floor, not paying so much attention to it, just looking happy for herself, and her sleeves were a little wide, and she pulled them up a little.

The dance offering was three meters away from her, and she didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of disturbing the mother, and she was also happy and relaxed.

They were in a corner, the northwest corner, and it was so big that even if someone came in, one north and one west, they wouldn't be noticeable at all.

Mo Yubai has been quiet all these days, and he is still wondering about that woman, but it is really strange, if there is something to say, who can guess.

He came to Tianshu Pavilion, looking for a pure land, he will often read books, every time he needs a book, Xiaohuazi will take it, today, he finished dealing with affairs, and finally had a free time, and his first thought was to go to the Natal Palace.

But he was deeply restrained, and he didn't have a good face when he went, so why bother.

It was the quietest place in the palace, and here he came, spotlessly clean, with the smell of books in the air.

How long had he not been here, a month, two months, three months, or more......

This used to be his favorite place, looking for a corner, sitting on the floor, holding his favorite book in his hand, tirelessly, occasionally forgetting to sleep and eat, but very happy.

Still, as before, he decided to find a corner, to find a book, to be alone, to enjoy.

Back to back.

The two of them didn't know that there was someone behind them, across the bookshelf, very close, very close, but far, far away.

Luo Beixing was fascinated by it, her speed was very fast, it can be said that it was ten lines at a glance, as early as before, she had practiced this ability, and now she reads a book, half a day, effortlessly, this book is very thin, about two hours, she finished reading.

Stood up and put the book back in its place.

She squinted, who did she see?

Ink feather white.

How did he end up here? Did you see me?

Try to calm myself down and not let him find out about my existence, or else you will think that I am following him, which will not explain it.

She slowly crouched down and crawled around the corner, like a caterpillar, with only two eyes exposed, wide open.

Side-face killing.

Is this on purpose? The side face is still as charming as ever.

Phew, shameless.

How can I be obsessed with beauty? This vixen is not a good thing.

She crawled back to her place, looking at Maisu, she was drowsy, her head was pounding, the timing was just right, so that Maisui would not find out what she had done.

She felt that this was a God-given opportunity, God let them meet here, it must be God who appeared and let her take revenge, not on the surface, but secretly can.

Her eyes were purring, how the hell was she torturing him? Unconsciously aware of it, she touched her chin and fell into deep thought.

If he wants to catch a caterpillar and put it in his clothes, he will not be able to stand it, and when the time comes, a bunch of people will come to watch and lose his old face.

It's clean, spotlessly clean, and the caterpillars are a fantasy.

She suddenly remembered that the medicine bag was still on her body, and she hadn't taken it off, so she didn't give him some medicine and treat him as a person.

She smiled evilly, but she didn't forget the person behind her, and didn't let herself make a sound, but this medicine needs water.

She was in trouble again for a while, how could he drink this dry medicine? And not stupid.

What to do? What to do?

This revenge is not a gentleman, such a good time, he must not be let go.

He is unkind, and I am unjust.

However, there are no tools, and it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice......

She moved the book slightly, and found that the tyrant was very quiet today, and his face was very kind, hum, all pretended.

She stood.

He sits.

Standing high and looking far away, what he said is not wrong at all.

You can see his black hair, his collarbone, and his figure, but you can't see his face.

She opened the medicine bag, took a little bit in her hand, and quietly sprinkled it on his neck, the whole process excited and scared.

She has tried, slowly sprinkled on people's skin, there will be an itchy feeling, although it will not itch uncomfortable, but now there are only such a few auxiliary tools.

She squatted down silently, every movement was gentle, for fear that if she found out, the human head would be lost.

Mo Yubai looked very seriously, fascinated, and felt a little itchy in his neck, so he wrapped his hand around it and read the book casually.

……

Falling North Star repeated the action just now, and sprinkled a little more.

Mo Yubai spared as if nothing had happened.

……

And so on and so forth.

There is only a little medicine bag left, and she plans to take it as soon as she sees it and evacuate quickly.

Mo Yubai is a little absent-minded now, it was okay at first, but now he is a little annoyed, and his thoughts are suddenly disrupted.

She glanced at it sneakily again, his neck scratched one by one, blood red, she smiled with satisfaction, if her face was like this, she would wake up laughing in her dreams.

Enough playing, enough tossing, evacuate.

Mai Suri was still drowsy, and she walked over and covered her mouth.

Wu Fu was startled and wanted to shout and see the person who came clearly, so he put his heart at ease.

Mo Yu was itchy and itchy, he didn't plan to read the book, so he put the book back in its place, he found that there was white powder, he touched it with his hand, smelled it, it was colorless and tasteless.

He didn't find it when he picked up the book, but all of a sudden, he was incredibly moved, he circled around, and found that there was also on the ground, which was the place he had just sat on.

His face changed, he thought of something, and walked over quickly.

He found that there was powder on the ground, it was the same, and he could now conclude that someone was here, and she was standing here, through the bookshelf, and sprinkled the powder on my body, no wonder he felt an itch in his neck.

"Huh." Interesting, who is in the palace for such an inconspicuous means?

The answer is easy to think about.

The dance confession was silent, she was covered by her mother's mouth, and she still hasn't let go.

Luo Beixing's treacherous plan succeeded, and he smiled happily, "Fight with me, it's too tender." ”

Just in case, she still has a little medicine left, but she can't run out.

She listened to the movement, he should be gone, and then let go of his hand.

"Shhhh

Wu Confession nodded, the mother is getting more and more strange, is this a new trick?

She lowered her voice, "Mother, are cats catching mice?" ”

She is the mouse, and the mother is the cat.

What does this girl say? However, quite vividly, the tyrant is a mouse, she is a cat, and she slaps him to death with one paw.

"By the way, if someone asks today, they will say that we haven't been here."

Although I don't know why, I believe that there is a reason for her, "Okay." ”

"Let's go."

Opening the door, she was dumbfounded.

The tyrant is outside the door.

Does he know? Impossible, impossible, he didn't see, he didn't have evidence.

Calm, calm down.

The dance confessed and saluted, "The slave and maid see the emperor." ”

Mo Yu stared at her with white and black eyes, and did not say anything to let the dance confess.

Luo Beixing pulled up the dance offering, which was obviously ill-intentioned, a stinky face, who wants to see it.

"Let's go."

"Stop."

"When you see me, you want to run, what did you do?"

She endures.

"The eyes of this palace are not good these days, if it weren't for the emperor's squeak, what if you thought it was a big mouse? It's scary. ”

His face is even darker, and his ability to anger people is not small, insinuating, scolding me for being a big mouse, good, very good.

He knew that she thought I was gone and found nothing, so he waited for the rabbit.

"I am a big mouse, and as a queen, you are a big mouse."

No, she's a cat, specifically scratching him.