Duan Chengfeng stood at the door, and when he heard her say the words "Who still cares about who the prince sleeps with at night", he was choked by his own saliva again.

Princess, do you know too much?

Listening to Cui Yu's coughing sound coming from inside, Duan Chengfeng consciously withdrew from the range of their words.

After playing mahjong for a day, Xiao Qi slept after dinner, washed up, and did not accompany Cui Yu to work.

When Cui Yu was reviewing the folds by herself, when she raised her hand to touch the little head next to her, she suddenly thought that she was not by her side, and she went to bed early today.

Usually she is used to playing around her, and occasionally pesters him to read some excerpts, and when she reviews these boring excerpts, it also adds to the fun and makes those boring excerpts interesting.

Cui Yu thought of her small appearance when she was pleasing herself in the evening, and her heart was soft.

There are still some excerpts that have not been dealt with, but Cui Yu has no intention of official business.

He had the fold put away, turned around and took down a sandalwood box above the Duobao Pavilion.

After opening, there are many gadgets inside, some of which are carved from sandalwood and some from jade.

He picked up a small red rope chain, which was carved from jade, and the snow-white mutton fat white jade carved out the small flowers of the lily of the valley the size of a bean, which were strung by the red rope, which was particularly exquisite.

Cui Yu took it out of the sandalwood box, put the box back, and walked towards the inner room with it.

At this time, it is almost April, the weather is getting hotter, and the little girl always kicks the brocade away when she sleeps.

Seeing her rub against the edge of the bed again, he smiled and hugged her back.

Changxi was considerate, and put soft cushions around the bed to prevent her from falling.

She didn't sleep honestly, and as soon as she put her on the bed, her little feet stretched out.

The fleshy little feet are like a plump fruit, which is particularly likable.

Cui Yu tied the red rope to her bare feet, and the string of seven jade carved lily of the valley almost melted into her skin.

Cui Yu lowered his head and looked at her for a long time before slowly standing up, putting down the cloud sara tent, and turning to leave.

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Thunder on a spring night.

When he slept until midnight, there was a thunderclap, and Xiao Qi sat up.

"Changxi...... Changxi ......"

Changxi heard it outside, Gan Man came in, looked at Xiao Qi sitting in the middle of the tent, thought it scared her, and hurriedly climbed into bed to coax her.

"Don't be afraid, it's the sound of thunder."

Xiao Qi only looked out the window and asked for a while:

"What time is it?"

"Just after the child."

Xiao Qi leaned in Changxi's arms for a while, and suddenly stood up to get out of bed.

"Princess, where are you going?"

"I'm going to sleep with Sister Airplane."

Changxi didn't have time to stop her, so she ran out of the inner room barefoot and ran to the side room of Shaohuaju.

Xiao Qi pushed open the door of Fei Ji's room, ran into the inner room with a smoke, ran to the bed, and got into Fei Ji's bed.

Fei Ji was startled, and when she called out softly to her sister, Fei Ji knew that it was the princess.

He hugged her in his arms, and asked her with a sleepy smile:

"Princess, why did you come here to concubine?"

Xiao Qi squeezed into her arms, it was soft and comfortable.

"I'm afraid of thunder."

Fei Ji patted her lightly, thinking to herself, she was so young, she should have been the age that her parents held in the palm of her hand, but now she was sent to such a deep mansion compound as a sacrifice.

Fei Ji was distressed and coaxed her softly:

"Princess, the concubine will sing you a little song from her hometown, when I was in the countryside before, my adoptive mother always liked to sing it to the concubine before going to bed, and I was not afraid of thunder when I listened to it."

"Hmm." Xiao Qi nodded.

Fei Ji's voice was naturally delicate, and when she sang, she whispered lingeringly, clapping while singing, and gradually sleepiness hit, and Fei Ji's voice gradually lowered, and she fell asleep.

Xiao Qi raised her head from her arms, she sat up, bit her finger and drew a few strokes on the tent.

After that, he arched into Fergie's arms, and found the softest and most comfortable place to sleep.

Xiao Qi didn't understand why those stinky men liked D before, but she didn't know until now that she realized the happiness of stinky men.

Holding the plane sister to sleep is comfortable.