Inside Wentao Garden.

Since being rescued by the True King that night, Song Yi felt that his opinion of Zhu Xi had changed.

In the past, although the other party was the prince and she was a girl, at that time, she didn't take herself as a current person or as a master, and she had the idea of getting by. After all, she is not from this era, and she does not have much concept of male superiority and inferiority.

But now, Song Yi is very grateful to the true king, and he really worships him from the bottom of his heart.

Although it is uncertain, whether Zhu Zimo's matter is related to the true king.

Song Yi is just guessing, and he will not be stupid enough to question the real king in person.

can only silently change his attitude and treat Zhu Xi more attentively.

Song Yi's change, but Gui's mother and Xiao Hei felt it immediately.

Song Yi's diligence in the past few days has made the whole person seem to have changed.

In the past, the lazy, cheating and slippery little girl is gone, and now, it seems that she has become a personal maid who revolves around the prince all day long.

Could it be that after more than half a year, Song Yi finally recognized his identity?

Gui's mother was very happy to see Song Yi's change, which in her opinion, Song Yi recognized her identity and began to follow the rules.

And Xiao Hei looked incredulous, always thinking that Song Yi, who had changed suddenly, was "weird" everywhere.

But the master looked calm and didn't take Song Yi's change to heart.

Xiao Hei could only observe silently from the sidelines, trying to find out what ulterior "earth-shattering conspiracy" Song Yi was implementing.

"Lord, this is a pastry made for you by the slave maid. Knowing that you like sweet, honey is added on purpose. Hurry up and try it."

Song Yi brought a new pastry and used it to please the prince.

Xiao Hei was on the side, with a really like this expression.

Every day, Song Yi always thinks of ways to make some novel pastries to please the prince.

Although in the end, most of it fell into their own stomachs.

But Xiao Hei still does not have the consciousness of "eating people with a soft mouth and taking people with short hands", and he is very vigilant about Song Yi's appearance.

"Why are you here again? Didn't the prince say don't bother? ”

Zhu Xi didn't speak, when Yan Ju was in the house, he liked to read books to pass the time.

In the past, when he was in the study, no one dared to disturb casually. Gui's mother and Xiao Hei also appeared and spoke when he was in need.

However, now, Song Yi does not have much self-consciousness.

In the past, fortunately, this girl tried to hide and serve him. Now, it has changed, this girl always dangles in front of him without permission, looking for a sense of existence.

When did this change begin? It should have been after that night.

Zhu Xi was not surprised because he knew the inside story, but this change was too abrupt, and it was reasonable for people who didn't know it to understand.

Of course, Zhu Xi would not explain to Xiao Hei and Gui's mother, and watched Song Yi wander around like a hard-working bee with cold eyes.

However, this is always fed by others, and Zhu Xi still feels the burden of "sweetness".

Zhu Xi wanted to block out the sound outside, but the book in his hand was taken away, and a piece of pastry automatically appeared under his eyelids.

"Lord, you can taste it. This is what the slave did for you. Newly baked, Song Yi brand pastry, the only one in the country, the taste is top"

Xiao Hei is not surprised, Song Yi is always so unafraid.

Where is there a girl who goes to take the master's book and throws food to the master?

If you want to say that Song Yi is a freak, Xiao Hei is no longer strange.

But the master has also been very strange recently, Xiao Hei saw it in his eyes, and it was very difficult to understand in his heart.

For so many years, the master has been pure-hearted and has few desires, treating everyone equally, and rewarding and punishing them clearly. No matter how charming the beauty is, the master will never take a second look. He will not condone to anyone, and he can't tolerate a grain of sand in his eyes.

Once upon a time, Xiao Hei thought that the master was the reincarnation of Liu Xia Hui, and Qin Junzhao was reincarnated, and he was very worried that the prince would not be close to women and could not be humane.

Now, a little girl, so uncontrolled and behaves perversely, but the master has no intention of punishing her.

Xiao Hei can't understand his master? Even, I wonder if it is "the one who is close to Zhu is red and the one who is close to ink is black", and the prince was also assimilated by Song Yi?

Xiao Hei couldn't understand, so he could only tilt his head and think nonsense.

On the other side, Zhu Xi also had a headache.

He didn't know what to do with Song Yi anymore. Although these days, he deliberately pretended that nothing had changed, and his attitude towards Song Yi was the same as always.

But Zhu Xi knew in his heart that everything had changed, and since that night, his eyes could always find the figure of the girl in the crowd for the first time.

And her smile, her eyes, and the cunning when she was angry, and the self-righteous smugness when she was smart, these images always appeared in his mind, and they lingered.

He didn't understand why he was like this.

Is it really because he hasn't had a woman for too long? Will you not be able to let go of a milky girl next to her?

Or is she an unusual person who has a natural ability to upset him?

Zhu Xi is still torturing his heart, although he is not sure, he does not reject Song Yi's closeness.

However, the pastry in front of you is a different story.

"Do you think this king has two bellies? Eat what you give? ”

"Huh?" Song Yi blinked, not knowing how tempting he was now.

Zhu Xi looked at Song Yi with a blank look, changed his posture, and hid his embarrassment, but the blush on his face couldn't deceive people.

Song Yi looked at Zhu Xi and suddenly blushed, not knowing what the man had experienced.

Song Yi's indulging in this regard can be described as outrageous. She doesn't know how to be emotional, and she doesn't know Zhu Xi's embarrassment.

Zhu Xi wanted to solve this damn pain as soon as possible, "This is the third plate of pastries you sent in today." No matter how delicious it is, this king's stomach is not a bottomless pit."

Song Yi understood what Zhu Xi meant, but she was not embarrassed to be rejected.

"Hee-hee" Song Yi smiled, "Lord Wang, you have to make up for it." The slave saw that you have lost weight recently, and you are not even in shape, so I specially gave you these. Don't let down the slave's hard work."

Song Yi said, looking at Zhu Xi's abdominal muscles. Although the man's body can be called a supermodel's figure, his appetite has always been bad, and recently because of the cold winter and the attack of old diseases, his body has become thin.

Song Yi pondered and meditated, not knowing how to repay the true king's life-saving grace. After all, a man is the true king of the Qianchao, so what do you want? What could she have to repay the other party?

Originally, Song Yi still wanted to make a promise to each other, but when he thought that he was very ordinary now, where was he repaying the other party, he wanted to eat the other party's tofu, and he wanted to take advantage of others.

Thinking of this, Song Yi was deflated. However, fortunately, because of his past study experience, Song Yi has learned some tutorials on cakes and snacks, and he can only retreat to the next best thing, make some novel food, and ask for peace of mind.

Song Yi is a person who repays the grace of dripping water, naturally, he does what he says, and he is very attentive to repaying his kindness.

These cakes and snacks are all made by herself, and she racked her brains.

The color, fragrance, and taste are not picky, but because of their ingenuity, they are loved by everyone in Wentao Garden.

Song Yi clumsily repaid the favor, and Zhu Xi saw it in his eyes, so he would actively cooperate. But alas, the stomach is limited.

"Oh? Are you saying that this king is not in good shape? ”

"No, no" Song Yi dared to say that it was not good, and in fact, the man's figure was very good.

"Lord Wang, you are magnificent, handsome and chic, heroic, heroic, heroic, Yushu in the wind, talented and beautiful, ladylike gentleman, tall and mighty, extraordinary appearance, Yiqun talent, Angzang seven feet...... The slave has never seen such a perfect person as you."

Song Yi's mouth was like a river and gushing, which made Xiao Hei breathe on the side, and he couldn't wait to applaud.

Song Yi said a hundred idioms in one breath, because she knew that "thousands of clothes are not worn by sycophants". It's always good to say something flattering.

Zhu Xi looked at Song Yi's performance of playing treasure, and his mood was also better, plus his mood had calmed down, and he naturally had a smile on his face.

"You know a lot of idioms, it seems that you are really condescending to be a girl who pours tea and water."