The corners of Fei's lips twitched, looking at her.

"I originally wanted to say that since I saw it, you can walk around with her more in the future to see if there is anything suspicious, although the secret guard doesn't pay much attention to the distinction between men and women, but for us, it's still a little inconvenient, it's just ......"

Look at you like this.

He was a little afraid that if Qinghui came to rebel, this guy was afraid that he would not be the first to be rebelled.

Fei Yi's suspicious eyes made Fei Wu furious.

"Stop talking, am I the one who can be rebelled so easily? I can! ”

And that night, Mu Feng, who had never cared much about what Qinghui was going to do, walked out of the door of the study before it was dark.

He doesn't go out of the house much when he's usually around.

I guess there is nothing to do outside the house in normal times.

Just now......

Mu Feng's snow-white fingertips poked out, covering the rockery, and the young man was surrounded by a layer of light-colored warm edges in the unset sunset.

The slightly fluffy hair was a little messy, as if it was filled with sunlight, the cheeks were fair, and there were some doubts, Yin Hong's lips were slightly pursed, and he raised his hand and knocked on the rockery where Qinghui was sitting.

This slight movement was automatically ignored by Qinghui, and the little girl sat on the rockery, just yawning lazily, and was not very willing to deal with people, and then changed her posture, without looking at it.

It's a bit too much of lawlessness.

Mu Feng was sometimes a little suspicious of who was the master of the Changshun Palace.

But it's amazing to say, if he grew up in the Changshun Palace, he would probably feel offended if he did these things and ignored him like this, but such a direct and decisive little girl, even if Ye Dehao was placed by his side.

He's quite receptive.

Anyway, the little girl is not noisy or noisy, she is usually decadent and lazy, not to mention what tasks she has assigned to the Changshun Palace, she doesn't bother to care about what you do.

As they originally guessed, the little girl felt that she was finally looking forward to a low-risk, food-taking job, and honestly let him get used to Qinghui's setting of sitting on the rockery outside his study for almost a month.

Once he couldn't see her, he unconsciously got up to look for her, but eventually he would often find her presence in the kitchen or in the small place where she lit the fire.

As a person planted by hostile forces, don't be so nonexistent, okay?

And you want to be idle, have nothing to do and take care of the job?

I just don't let you get what you want.

"Qinghui."

The young man Qingrun listened to the sound of a rather gentle voice.

The hand knocked twice on the rockery.

Qinghui looked ahead, and complained to the shallow coffee in his heart, "He is not only weak, but also very annoying." ’

Can't you just do your own thing there?

Because you are so weak, Lord Spirit Sword has already retreated to the second, and he didn't think about coming up to subdue you, what else do you want?

Then I heard his voice again.

Qinghui lowered his head, his little face was a little irritable, "What are you doing?" ”

"From tomorrow onwards, I will enter the palace every day."

Qinghui: ......

What does that have to do with Lord Spirit Sword?

Is Mingyue so conscious now? I'm afraid that I'll lose it, where do I have to report to Lord Spirit Sword?

Qinghui blinked his big eyes, "Oh." ”

The voice was faint, not at all interested.