Butterfly love heart in China before for some reasons to learn a period of calligraphy, written a hairpin small Kai, although there is a bit of gentle style, but more is a bit heroic. The two original styles are incompatible, but she writes them with a unique flavor.

Compared with Xia Li Mochen's words next to him, he took it and saw the three words of Butterfly Love, and there was a little praise in his eyes.

After reading it, he folded the paper in half and put it away, "Very good, then please have a good rest today." Oak cypress, called Zhaoyue to take care of the butterfly girl, by the way, take the things. So the king went first. ”

When the words fell, I saw Oak Bai walking to the soft couch and moving the low table he had brought before, and then moving it up and following Xia Li Mochen.

Xia Li Mochen paused when he walked in front of Xia Li Huanxuan, and said to him faintly: "What, don't you leave yet?" ”

Xia Lihuan Xuan was stunned, glanced at Xia Limochen, turned his eyes and glanced at Butterfly Love, and finally followed him out.

After walking out for a distance, Xia Li Huanxuan couldn't help but whisper to him: "Did you do something on that piece of paper?" ”

Xia Li Mochen paused for a moment, and looked sideways slightly: "Will this king make such indiscriminate means?" ”

Xia Li Huanxuan looked at his resolute back, and his heart was full of suspicions, judging from his experience, if he didn't do anything, he wouldn't be Xia Li Mochen.

Alas, dead woman, bless yourselves! He can't help it!

Xia Li Huan Xuan prayed silently in his heart.

He was about to turn around and go back to his yard when he saw the oak cypress appear in front of him.

"Oh, oak cypress put things down so quickly, it's quite efficient!"

Oak Bai was unmoved by his ridicule, "The master instructed his subordinates to take the palace back to the palace tomorrow to serve the sick." ”

As soon as these words came out, Xia Lihuanxuan's eyes widened, and his face was full of unhappiness, "Still let me serve that old emperor?" ”

He wanted to say something, but then he thought of something. "Did he hear from you? You were in there just now and you suddenly came in with those things, did he also order it? What exactly is written on that piece of paper? ”

Oak Bai ignored his question and said in a businesslike manner: "The palace of the prince, the subordinates are just doing what they are told. There are still three hours before dawn, and the palace of the prince is invited to rest. ”

Seeing that oak cypress is also gone, he is so angry in his heart! Three hours and six hours, let him sleep well, sleep well and be tossed by the emperor tomorrow, right! Cut, the little fox raised by the big fox!

The inky night was covered with bright stars, the bright moon hung high on it to exude a soft glow, and the silent courtyard could only hear the sound of thin water flowing through the gaps in the mountains and rocks, which was destined to be a beautiful night and an extraordinary day tomorrow.

Some people are happy and some are sad!

When the fiery orange morning sun rose from the side of the courtyard, a white figure arrived at the elegant building on time.

"The palace of the prince, the master said that you should enter the palace at dawn to show your sincerity."

In the room of the elegant small building, a white figure stood in front of the bed and said to a lump on the bed.

The inexplicable "thing" moved and returned to silence.

"The palace of the prince, the master said ......"

"I'm dead, a small thing summons a spirit, and a big thing digs a grave!"

I saw that the lump said sullenly, his voice was hoarse that he had just woken up, and his tone was impatient!

Thinking of what the calm man said last night, the white figure frowned slightly.

"The palace of the prince, my subordinates have been offended."