I'm afraid this is not something that can be solved with a single knife.

Several people thought so in their hearts, and then cautiously and quickly followed the pace of the monsoon rain, and walked towards the kitchen.

I didn't know that provoking Qinghui might be much happier than messing with the monsoon, after all, Qinghuihui has always been too lazy to entangle with this group of guys, and it is estimated that it is a rhythm of one sword at a time.

And at this moment, in the palace, the sunlight is slowly penetrating.

Falling on the floor, it gradually extended, slowly falling between Qinghui's hair.

The soft black hair shines with a layer of golden yellow.

Qinghui closed his eyes, his long eyelashes curled, his cheeks were fair, and he was still sleepy and sleepy.

The person who was left in his arms stuffed a pillow, and he just curled up, holding the pillow in his arms, without any intention of waking up.

Because Qinghui is powerful, and Qinghui doesn't like to be noisy, there are not many people around to guard it.

Ensure that Qinghui's sleep is not disturbed in the slightest.

The shallow coffee flapped his wings and flew back and forth around, and he was also a little slow and lazy.

I think that at the beginning, when I first started to do the task, Lord Mingyue obviously felt that Lord Qinghui slept too much, and tried her best to let Lord Qinghui exercise more, don't just shrink in one place all day to bask in the sun and sleep.

It's like a cat.

But now, to this plane.

It's just that Qinghui sometimes sleeps too much and can't sleep, and Mingyue still comes up with his eyes to create the most suitable environment for Qinghui to sleep.

Hey, times have changed.

Asa thought to herself, the beautiful black butterfly circled around the house, and finally looked at the flowers outside, and she could smell the sweet nectar smell on them.

Asa struggled in his heart, looked at Qinghui, who was still sleeping on the bed, and then looked at the flowers outside.

Finally, the wings flapped, and he resolutely rushed towards the flowers outside.

No matter what, she wants to eat nectar.

Definitely want to eat nectar!

Asa leaves.

Qinghui was still groggy and asleep.

No one noticed that a teenager crept in from outside the door.

His figure was thin, his appearance was exquisite, his hair was slightly curled, he was at the door, looking at Qinghui sleeping on the bed, there was a trace of obsession in his eyes, and he raised his feet to get closer.

This is the youngest prince of the Qing Empire who was sent by the previous king to compete for Qinghui's favor, Ji Feng.

Because he had not attended the banquet before, and because he had recently taken over state affairs during the rainy season, he did not have the time to deal with the other party because of the relationship between the law and some old ministers.

So although they moved a little far away, they still lived in the court.

And because I've lived in the neighborhood before, I'm quite familiar with the road here.

Seeing that Qinghui didn't wake up, he pursed the corners of his lips, with a hint of struggle in his eyes.

But I remembered the majestic appearance at this moment during the monsoon, and the favor of this person.

He lifted his feet again, and stepped in from the outside, and came into the house.

The moment when the strange breath arrived.

Qinghui lazily lifted his eyelids.

She has always been very vigilant.

It's just that he won't react to his familiar breath, and he won't feel much about the breath that is too weak.

As long as it's not like this, the other party is clearly coming at her.

She didn't want to pay attention to it at all.

Qinghui frowned slightly, turned over, and the pressure around him was a little stronger.