"Nine ...... of power"

At the same time, the door of the study was kicked open with a coquettish sound.

The two people in the study looked towards the door in unison.

As soon as Xia Fanyin entered the door, he saw that these two people were tired of being crooked together, although they were still neatly dressed, but the obvious shyness and blush on Fu Ying's face seemed to be telling what was happening a moment ago, and they were still so close to each other.

Fu Ying withdrew her hand like an electric shock.

Quan Tianjiu's face sank, and he looked at the woman at the door with a cold face, "Come in and don't know how to knock on the door?" ”

Xia Fanyin was suddenly brought back to his senses by his roar.

Faced with the appearance of his good deeds being interrupted, she suddenly became angry, clenched the calligraphy and painting in her hand that she was going to show him, and pulled her lips with a smile, "Oh...... I'm sorry, I'll pay attention next time. ”

The man's face softened slightly, "What about Xiao Quanzi and Fuchen?" ”

"How would I know?"

Before Quan Qianjiu could say anything, she had already rubbed the calligraphy and painting and turned around, and at the same time couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Quan Tianjiu wanted to ask her something, but when he saw her leave, his face suddenly gloomy, even heavier than at the beginning.

Until the woman's figure completely disappeared, he coldly withdrew his gaze, "Fu Ying." ”

That calm voice frightened Fu Ying's face pale, "Master ......"

The man lifted his eyes, and his vast deep eyes stared at her sharply and penetratingly, "From the first day you entered the mansion, did the deity ever say that without the permission of the deity, don't move your hands and feet casually?" ”

Fu Ying's face was whiter, her throat was bitter, and she looked at him in a hurry, "It's the concubine's mistake, the concubine doesn't know the severity!" ”

"Get out."

She bit her lip unwillingly, "...... Be. ”

Walking out of the door, Fu Ying's stiff back straightened slightly, but she couldn't help but take a deep breath.

What shocked her the most was not that she had kicked herself out, but that ......

The lord never allowed the people in the house to trespass into the study, but now the unruly princess broke into the lord's study without permission, but the lord just said to her, "I don't know how to knock on the door"?

Isn't he half to blame?

…………

Xia Fanyin returned to Qingquan Pavilion, hurriedly unfolded the calligraphy and painting in his hand, and smoothed out all the folds on the paper, but the nameless fire in his heart just couldn't disperse.

It's really weird, why the hell is she angry? That guy can only look at the woman, and he can't really get on!

Wrong......

Even if she can really get on, what's the matter with her?!

Xia Fanyin gritted her teeth, "Xiao Ran, come and grind ink for me!" ”

"Princess, do you still have to write so late?"

"My grandfather wants to draw a pig!"

As a result, Xia Fanyin had been painting all the time, and she didn't go to bed until late, resulting in getting up late the next day, and she almost couldn't catch up with the time to enter the palace.

After letting Xiao Ran dress her up casually, he ran out with her calligraphy and paintings.

originally thought that Quan Tianjiu would stay in the palace directly after going to court, but when she went out, she saw that the man was still waiting for him in the front hall, and there were two people standing next to him with a particularly strange posture - Fuchen and Xiao Quanzi.

She ignored the gloomy man on the throne, and couldn't help asking, "Xiao Quanzi, what's wrong with you?" ”

Xiao Quanzi wanted to cry without tears, "Back to the princess, the slave was ......"

Fuchen hurriedly interrupted, "Princess, my subordinates and Xiao Quanzi didn't sleep well when they went to bed last night, so they weren't feeling well. ”

“……”

Ha?

Didn't either of them sleep well?

Xia Fanyin's eyes rolled, and her eyes suddenly became subtle, "You two won't be ......"