Reduced to a maid
Aunt Li is angry again, and disappeared after playing for a day yesterday. Yesterday, the anger came up.,I'm going to find someone to theorize.,The result。。。 Cheng Yibai regretted
At noon, Cheng Yibai played the piano, the sound of the piano was sad and desolate, and it was specially mixed with internal force, and the whole palace heard it
Qin Wangye's hand holding the book tightened and tightened, and he simply put down the book, sat down, and cultivated himself
"No, no" Cheng Yibai's belly growled, she got up from the bed, slipped into the kitchen, rummaged through the cabinets, and there was nothing?
How come, pastry, pastry, where, there is no pastry, flour? Cheng Yibai walked out of the kitchen, looked up at the starry sky, the sky is going to kill me?
Wait, persimmons? No, no, no, that's what his mother gave him, just one? Alas! Forget it, I can endure it again, and endure it again
"Goo~"
Cheng Yibai still came in, not for persimmons
In the room, as the door was opened, Qin Yang suddenly woke up and remained silent
Cheng Yibai tiptoed and took all the pastries from the table, if anyone in the palace has pastries, that's it.
Mom, it's not easy, dodge all the secret guards, smooth and smooth, smooth and smooth
The candle lit, and a shadow knelt in front of Qin Yang's bed, making a gesture, "Lord Wang"
"Let's go down". Qin Yang sat in front of the bed in a white pajama, his eyes were cold and cold, I am afraid that he and his personal secret guards in this palace can find out, and the secret guards in the palace need to exercise diligently
The next day, Cheng Yibai entered Qin Yang's room as usual. After taking all the pastries, she didn't leave, walked to the head of the bed and looked at the beautiful man on the bed, touching her chin with one hand, "Delicious and delicious, beautiful and delicious"
"That's right, I'm sorry," Cheng Yibai continued to mumble quietly, still feeling sorry in his heart
"Is it pretty?" Qin Yang's closed eyes suddenly opened.
Cheng Yibai was so frightened that he bounced away, his hands were protected in front of him, showing a state of starting to fight, woke up?
The silence of the two men dispersed.
Cheng Yibai rolled his eyes, clenched his fists, "I'm disturbed, say goodbye", and slipped away
Qin Yang sat up and pinched the bridge of his nose, frowning, he could really chatter
The sun is shining, the autumn breeze is cool, and the sound of the piano is light and pleasant.
Wei Yunqing nodded with satisfaction, he was talented and intelligent, as long as he practiced more, he would become a great weapon
The days passed.
This day, how fast it flies, Cheng Yibai sat on the steps, propped up his head, staring at the starry sky blankly, the moonlight sprinkled on her was quiet and beautiful
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"What sound? The sound of a fight? Cheng Yibai heard the sound, flew to find the source, and hid on the high wall
There were seven or eight black-clothed people lying on the ground, and the secret guards of the palace were checking them one by one. Why is the blue-clothed person standing next to him so familiar, Ling Feng!
Cheng Yibai lowered his head a few points, Qin Yang came from afar, in the dark night, the breath on his body made people feel cold, "How?" ”
"According to the move, I wear it and come out in the same batch"
Qin Yang's expression was solemn, and he glanced at Ling Feng at the corner of the wall
Cheng Yibai saw Ling Feng suddenly coming over, and immediately lowered his head and hid it
"Come out" Ling Feng drank low for a lifetime
Okay, Cheng Yibai slapped the wall and used his strength to flip over the wall
"Miss Cheng?" Ling Feng was taken aback
"What a coincidence" Cheng Yibai greeted with a smile, and after greeting a circle of people, he stopped his gaze on Qin Yang's stinky face
All the secret guards looked at her vigilantly, she had killed them all miserably last time, and the prince had rewarded them with ten days of devil training
"You guys are here, admiring the moon, I won't bother, my flower chicken should be ripe, go first" Cheng Yibai turned around
"Stop"
"What does the prince have to do" Cheng Yibai stiffened and turned around and faced Qin Yang with a standard smile
"From today on, you are the king's personal guard" Qin Yang ruthlessly pronounced the sentence
"Why" Cheng Yibai opened his eyes angrily and puffed out his cheeks
"Tell her", Qin Yang looked into the distance, covering up the so-called reason why he didn't exist
Ling Feng coughed dryly, brewing, saying something good, this is obviously an excuse.
Cheng Yibai turned to glare at Ling Feng.
"Charge, right, charge" Ling Feng made a gesture, looking at the two of them with a weak heart, one puffing up, and the other breezy and cloudy.
After the third watch, Cheng Yibai was still resting on the steps, unable to lie down, angry, and eating, "Whew~"
"Lord Wang, why did Taibai Zhenren let us hide it from Miss Cheng, the target of those assassins was her, tell her, wouldn't it be better to let her be on guard."
"Let's go down" Qin Yang didn't explain, he also thought of it, and I am afraid that the reason for this is not to be said
Cheng Yibai really did the guard, no, the maid, a miscellaneous maid
"Concentration"
Cheng Yibai's dozing eyes were worried, and he was called, although the sound was not loud, he still burned the fire, put the ink down, and left
"You grind yourself enough, I'm going to sleep, what time is it, the dogs are sleeping"
Qin Yang Yizheng, dog? Where did the dog come from in the palace, and when the people really left, Qin Yang came back to his senses, "Come on"
"Lord Wang", Ling Feng listened to the sound and entered the door
"Go check it out——, no need" Qin Yang put down his pen, shook his head and laughed
Ling Feng didn't know why, he was confused, he heard the conversation between Miss Cheng and the prince outside, and the prince's reaction was not angry, but laughed, and it was the first time he heard the prince's laughter
Qin Yang was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, he thought of Cheng Yibai's appearance of throwing ink, and he dared. Dog? Compare with dogs!
Really temperamental, an interesting person, heh.