"Holy Maiden, the things have arrived."

"Put it down."

Her voice was a little deep, with an unknown flavor.

Ye Qingli felt a little familiar.

She got up with the maid and walked to her temple table, where the porcelain plate landed in front of the thick table with a muffled sound.

Ye Qingli was very careful and barely made a sound.

The saintess suddenly turned her head around, Ye Qingli put down the lychee in her hand, and quietly turned around and quietly glanced at her with her residual eyes.

She was very disappointed that this person was still wearing a veil in her palace.

This precaution is also serious.

Ye Qingli pursed his lips secretly.

Unexpectedly, the saintess actually came over, Ye Qingli was shocked, and there was no performance on the surface.

The pace of his feet secretly quickened, following the person in front of him.

"Holy Maiden, if nothing happens, the ministers will all retreat."

Ye Qingli knelt down with the people in front of him.

The saint waved her hand and motioned for them to stand down.

Ye Qingli lowered his head, and the strings in his heart loosened a little.

Before the pace crossed the threshold, unexpectedly, the saint's somewhat deep voice sounded again: "Slow." ”

The group slowly followed the maid at the front and sat on the ground.

Ye Qingli didn't know why she suddenly regretted it again, and she was a little apprehensive in her heart, didn't she find something?

Unexpectedly, the saintess who sat down had already gotten up and walked over slowly.

A group of people knelt with their heads bowed, and for a moment there was a tense atmosphere in the air.

"Lift up your heads."

Ye Qingli raised her head with everyone, and then saw her bright eyes, scanning them.

Among the girls, the girl in front of her is probably about the same height as her, and her bright eyes are full of water.

The saintess just paused for a moment, and suddenly walked over, step by step, as if stepping on the tip of Ye Qingli's heart.

She seemed to see the hydrangea that came straight at her that day, as if this was the posture.

Ye Qingli was a little nervous.

Indeed, within a few seconds, the saint stopped in front of her.

She heard her voice with a smile: "Which department is this girl from, I'm really bold." What are you looking at me for? ”

There was a chuckle in her tone, a joke, but not the slightest blame.

Ye Qingli didn't understand what she meant, she, don't blame her?

But as a modern person in the new century, to be honest, she really doesn't think there is anything about it.

However, people should follow the local customs, right?

She pretended to be scared, and suddenly bowed her head and begged for mercy: "The leftover girl forgives her sins, and her subordinates are offended." ”

Saint: "Oh? Tell me, what did you offend? I don't think you're offending anything. ”

Ye Qingli was a little helpless, didn't you say I was offended?

Now, now she had to find a reason to say she was wrong.

She whispered, "Your subordinates have trespassed, so you shouldn't stare at the saint." ”

Ye Qingli's voice was neither humble nor arrogant.

Unexpectedly, the saint laughed and looked very happy.

"Okay, I'll allow you to stare at me."

Ye Qingli: "...... "Then what do you blame me for?!"

However, she could not say that.

Ye Qingli didn't squeak.

The next second, when she reacted, she had already pinched her jaw, raised her head, and was forced to look at her.

"You're a really funny girl, but tell me, am I good-looking?"

Ye Qingli just looked at her stunned, firstly, she didn't understand where she looked interesting, and secondly, she hadn't seen her true face, and she really didn't know if it looked good or not.

However, just looking at a pair of eyes, she is very good-looking.

The saint didn't wait for her to answer, she was already laughing.

The eyebrows are picturesque and filled with warm light.