Chapter 721: At This Hour, Do You Still Have to Go?

"Really? That's great, just wait for the slave family to sleep, and then your highness will leave! ”

Qin Yan'er immediately became happy, and her little face, which was still crying and mourning, was instantly full of joy.

The surprise came so unexpectedly, and she had an appetite.

"Your Highness, come, eat more of this, it will be of great benefit to the body. And this, try it too. ”

She kept serving vegetables to the prince, and the joy on her face couldn't be hidden.

Baili Haolin couldn't help but sigh secretly, the happiness of a simple-minded woman is so simple.

A casual word he answered, a promise, could make her rejoice for a long time.

"You can also eat more, and whatever you want to eat, you can tell the cook, and if you don't have the ingredients, just ask someone to go out and buy them."

Baili Haolin has already asked people to take the silver and send it over, Qin Yan'er is his woman, so naturally he can't wronged his own woman.

Otherwise, where will he put his dignified prince's face?

After finishing the meal, Baili Haolin practiced calligraphy in the study room that was temporarily cleaned up.

"Your Highness's handwriting is really good, even better than my father's handwriting!"

Qin Yan'er's praise was definitely sincere.

Baili Haolin was very satisfied with this evaluation, and responded with arrogance.

"This is natural, I think back then, when I was very young, my father invited the best Chinese culture master for me, not only to teach me literacy but also to practice calligraphy, so my good hand, all of them are the true inheritance of that master."

Qin Yan'er was on the side, helping to study the ink, and time passed quietly under their fingertips unconsciously, and the two of them laughed and made trouble, and they didn't feel bored and bored.

"Look at your hands, why are they stained with ink?"

The moment Baili Haolin looked up, he saw a pair of green little hands, suddenly stained with a little ink, which was particularly conspicuous and extremely discordant.

"Probably accidentally rubbed on it."

Qin Yan'er hurriedly raised her hand to look, but unexpectedly, the other big hand pulled her arm over hard. Institutions

Then, Baili Haolin took the handkerchief on the side and gently raised his hand to wipe it.

The movements are extremely gentle and extremely gentle.

"Your Highness."

Such a trivial matter, she can do it herself.

"You've been wronged, but I believe it won't be long before I arrange everything."

For Qin Yan'er, he felt guilty and uneasy.

"Your Highness, of course the slave family trusts you!"

She has no relatives here, and she really can't find any other way out except to be able to rely on the prince.

"Yan'er ......"

When Baili Haolin called her name again, his voice was already a little hoarse.

Qin Yan'er is from the past, so she naturally understands what is going on.

To be honest, it's only been a day apart, and she misses him a little too much, and even misses the feeling of being with him all day long.

He picked her up, put her on his desk, and kissed her.

Qin Yan'er did not refuse, the two of them are familiar with the road.

By the time Qin Yan'er reacted, the scene in front of her had already shifted from the study to the inner room where she was resting.

In the end, how Qin Yan'er fainted, she didn't have much memory.

However, Baili Haolin completely complied with his agreement, and after she was resettled, put on clean clothes, and fell asleep tired, he quietly collapsed, and then dressed and walked out of the inner room.

At this time, it was already dark and windy outside.

"Your Highness, it's been this hour, do you still want to leave?"

The guards are also a little sleepy, and they wish they could rest here at night and stop tossing.