Ye Zitao drank all the tea in his hand.

Invigorated.

"It doesn't matter, it's a long time coming."

After all, her cousin didn't have a crush on any girl.

Although Bao Jijiao is just a maid now.

However, according to what she knows about her cousin's character.

As long as my cousin really likes her.

Bao Jijiao will definitely be able to be a princess!

Probably, the more you are afraid of something, the more you know about that thing.

There's no way not to care.

For example, Ye Zitao vs. Feng Jiusu.

Feng Jiusu is the shadow of Ye Zitao's childhood.

That's not too much to understand.

Think so.

Ye Zitao looked up at the closed door.

It's noon.

Cousin should be about to eat, right?

Well.

She's better run!

Think about it this way.

The lord of the county took his skirt and ran away.

Aze stood at the door of the study, watching Ye Zitao's fiery appearance.

He shook his head with a smile.

This county lord doesn't have much thought, he is easy to get along with, but his temperament is too unstable.

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Probably because of what Ye Zitao said.

Nan Ji listened.

It's time for the evening.

The maid went into the dormitory, made the bed, and brought in the charcoal brazier.

The maids have long been familiar with the road.

Just notice that it's getting cooler at night.

He will consciously bring the charcoal brazier and put it in the house.

Put the hand warmer in the quilt in advance and warm it up.

Nan Ji stood in front of the desk and polished ink for Feng Jiu Su.

Feng Jiusu flipped through the folds.

After half a ring, speak

"If you don't concentrate, you can't polish the ink."

Nan Ji looked up.

Reaching out, he rubbed the back of his hand.

Feng Jiu Su's movement of flipping through stopped.

Lifting his eyelids and looking at Nan Jiao, his tone couldn't hear the anger

"You're getting bolder."

Nan Ji spoke

"I heard that you are weak and can't stand the cold of the winter night."

Feng Jiusu lifted his eyelids,

"How?"

Nan Jiao's red lips brought a smile, and she reached for his robe.

"The slave is hot."

Therefore, she should be allowed to touch it more.

Feng Jiusu was stunned.

His eyes were meaningful

"Oh? Cover? ”

Nan Ji pulled his robe,

"Can't?"

Although she knows most of the rules of etiquette in this world.

However, there are some details that I still can't understand.

Looking at his appearance, I thought that she was inferior again, so you should not blaspheme him.

As a result, Feng Jiusu smiled.

The crimson lip flap arced.

"Someone."

The maid who was cleaning up the charcoal fire hurriedly walked over

"The slave is here."

Feng Jiusu threw the fold in his hand on the table.

"The charcoal pot hand stove used for heating has been ripped off."

The maid was stunned.

hesitate

"Lord Wang, it's cold outside."

Feng Jiusu stood up and prepared to walk out.

As a result, I saw that Nan Ji was still standing here.

He raised his eyebrows, and his long narrow eyes glistened with a gild.

"What are you doing?"

Nan Ji looked at him.

What does that mean?

Did you agree?

She smiled and nodded.

walked over and hugged Feng Jiusu.

Tut.

Sure enough, the Night Pearl will eventually come to her arms.

Nanji's behavior shocked the maid next to her.

This, this, how dare Bao Jiao be so bold?

As a result, Feng Jiusu reached out and pressed her head.

Push the person away from his arms.

Speak lightly

"Take her to the bath."

The maid next to her was shocked again.

The hands that clasped each other trembled.

The first-class maids who have been serving by Feng Jiusu's side for many years are all smart.

She probably understood what the prince meant.

Sure enough, I heard the prince speak lightly

(End of chapter)