Nangong Han listened patiently to Hu Fei's chatter, and asked with a cold face, "Are you my person, or hers?"

Don't forget, you're holding the king's money, and you can't eat it inside or out!"

Don't think that Nangong Han is like a soft girl when he uses the word sigh, he answers shyly, and punches you in the chest with a small fist.

He also whispered "You hate it!"

Definitely not!

As the first-class guard beside King Han, Hu Fei had already keenly felt the sudden drop in temperature around him, and he couldn't help but tremble all over his body.

Stubbornly, he asked a little overwhelmed, "Didn't the prince let me stare at the second lady's every move, word and deed, and then come back to report word for word?" ”

Seeing that Nangong Han didn't react, the fear in his eyes was even worse, and he slapped his chest, "Of course, I am the only one who is the first to look forward to the prince, and I will be loyal to the prince, as long as the prince gives an order,

I'm going to kill that Yan Ying right away right now, and I'm not merciful. Hu Fei also pretended to take out the short knife he carried with him to show his loyalty.

After all, if you are disciplined or not, how can a dog's life matter.

Nangong Han looked at the comic guard, and had a headache, this is a first-class guard beside him, and his loyalty and force value are naturally impeccable.

But this IQ is hard to describe.

But he has always taken the high and cold route before, and now is he close to the ink black? Follow that girl's IQ to decline badly?

The IQ basin is so assimilated.

Nangong Han carefully considered it and said, "I see that you can't distinguish priorities now, and you're too busy to think about it." ”

Nangong Han pretended to think deeply and said, "In this way, you go back to the barracks for the time being, I see that there is no suspicion that the girl is basking in the sun, eating, drinking, and Lazar in the courtyard every day, and she should not go to great lengths to murder this king." ”

After Hu Fei listened, he sighed and was speechless.

Murdered? Sir, can you find a slightly more decent excuse?

It's too late for the daughter of the family to scold you, and she is still plotting to kill you.

Are you sure I let me stare at other people's little girl's every move every day because I am afraid that she will murder you?

Master, this is not in line with your temperament.

But in order to reduce the stumbling, Hu Fei still obediently went to the barracks, and when the prince asked him to supervise Yan Ying before, he felt that it was an insult to him.

Well, now I don't let him supervise, and I feel that the prince is not worried about him, what about people, they will think too much about it at any time.

In fact, he didn't understand that he was obviously a first-class guard beside the prince, so why did he have to go to the barracks?

But since the prince ordered it, then go to it, and it is said that the official is crushed to death at the first level, and the master is still the master.

Although Hu Fei was reluctant, he still quickly packed his things and went to the barracks to report.

Nangong Han paced back and forth in the study alone, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, that second lady of the Hou Mansion was really a big ghost.

Is he really her schoolboy? How can you slander your reputation at will?

Hu Fei just came to report that this year, the Hou Mansion was going to hold an unprecedented birthday for Yan Ying.

Wasn't it all quiet in previous years? Why did you beat the gongs and drums like this this time?

It seems that the drunkard doesn't mean to drink, thinking that Yan Ying is only thirteen years old and wants to be so popular, not Sima Zhao's heart, everyone knows it.

Thinking of this, Nangong Han felt that the little sister was not cute at all, and he wanted to scold her fiercely.

I didn't embroider and plant grass in the yard at a young age, but I actually learned to show up.

And the wild man behind her curtain actually has no clues......

My heart became more and more uneasy.

It's time to act.

Nangong Han glanced at the fake headgear hanging from the wind and dancing on the head of the bed with some disgust.

Yan Ying in the room looked down at the few styles of hats she had just drawn and felt very satisfied, and Ziyue on the side looked at her young lady with a smug expression

Hurriedly put down the embroidery work in his hand, and curiously came over and asked, "Miss, what are you drawing?" ”

"Hats." Yan Ying said concisely.

"But no one is wearing a hat this summer?" Ziyue touched her head and said.

Aren't hats always worn in winter to protect against the cold? For example, the young lady had a cape with a hat before.

Although it was later taken as a pawn.

Yan Ying listened to Ziyue's words, raised her head and said with a smile, "If someone needs it, you go to Mama Zhang and ask for some cloth, and you will make a few hats according to these styles in a while." ”

Ziyue nodded hurriedly, turned around and went out.

When Ziyue hugged the cloth in front of Yan Ying, Yan Ying felt that she might not have made it clear who brought this hat, because the cloth that the girl was holding was all green patterned.

It's all green, like a prairie where you can run on your legs.

There's even a piece of cloth with a pattern of lotus pond playing, with lotus leaves, dewdrops, frogs and lazy turtles on it.

"No other colors?" Yan Ying asked very strongly.

"No, the slave thinks the color of these cloths is very suitable for summer.

The green is refreshing and refreshing, you see there are pictures of small animals, don't be too cute. ”

When Ziyue said this, she touched the fabrics in her hands, looking like she couldn't put it down.

Yan Ying is almost sure that the girl is not intentional, it is definitely not intentional, maybe the aesthetic view of this era is like this.

Take green as the beauty and respect.

"Forget it, you make a few hats according to the pattern I drew and come out."

Yan Ying thought that the iceberg face should be worn at home, and it should not be a big problem if she didn't wear it out to show off in the market.

If she knew that it wasn't a big problem but that it was a big problem, she would definitely not be caught like this.

Ziyue needlework has always been relatively fast, it was busy in one afternoon, and the hats were still decent, Yan Ying took those hats in her hands and played with them, not to mention that they were quite chic and cute.

This era is definitely unique, and going out is definitely the most beautiful boy.

Thinking that Nangong Han would not be rejected, Yan Ying asked Ziyue to send it to the Hanwang Mansion while it was hot.

Nangong Han took the fluttering package from Steward Wang's hand, and shook out one green hat after another from it.

Green hat, is this the next challenge book?

The timid adulterer was still nowhere to be seen, and she dared to blatantly send the green hat.

Nangong Han's face could scrape off a layer of ice.

One of them is a green frog, the other is a green turtle, and the two eyes are still round and round staring at Nangong Han.

There is a slightly better green lotus leaf、、、

In short, it's hard to say.

Steward Wang wiped the sweat on his forehead and said with a smile: "Second Miss is really a different way." In his heart, he scolded Yan Ying back and forth eighteen times.

The prince has not married the princess yet, and she actually sent a green hat with great fanfare, isn't this a curse to their prince who will not be able to live in peace in the future.

"It seems that Steward Wang is full of praise?" Nangong Han held back the anger in her eyes and asked, this girl is going to clean up properly.

"The old slave felt that the courtesy was light and affectionate." Steward Wang really wants to slap himself a few mouths, so what kind of mouths do you have.

"This is called courtesy?" Saying that, Nangong Han put on the green hats one by one for the steward Wang.

At the end, he put the turtle's top on the top.

Reach out and straighten him up.

He took a step back, nodded approvingly, and casually complimented, "Not bad, great." ”

At this time, Steward Wang looked like he was wearing a high hat, which was still green, with rich patterns and bright colors.

People can't help but reverie.

"Lord Wang, the little one has no roots." Steward Wang squeezed his nose and said with a sad face.

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