At night, Zhu Qi read Qu Ya's reply in the study.

In the letter, Quya reported to him that he had gone to meet with the officials he had appointed.

Huzi came in to report and said that Miss Ziyun asked to see her.

He put the letter away, stood up, and said, "Let her in." ”

Ziyun walked in gracefully.

She deliberately imitated Xingyao's outfit, with a tights on her upper body, a white ribbon that tied her waist very thinly, and a wide skirt underneath.

She made some improvements to her blouse, with a lower neckline and cleavage exposed.

Zhu Qi looked at her and swallowed his saliva.

If only she were Xingyao, he thought to himself.

"Your Highness." She curtsy with a plate of delicate bamboo boxes.

"Miss Ziyun, you're welcome, please take a seat." Zhu Qi said politely.

Huzi came over to pick up the bamboo box.

Ziyun didn't give it to him, he put the bamboo box on the high table, opened the lid, took a plate of pastries and gave it to him first, and said with a smile: "Huzi, you take it out and eat it for the guards outside, it's not easy for them to stand guard all the time." You're also working hard. ”

Huzi looked back at Zhu Qi.

Zhu Qi nodded.

"Okay." Huzi happily took the pastry, "Thank you, girl." ”

He went out happy.

Ziyun was proud in her heart, her method was very good, and she took the tiger away.

There were only two people left in the study, her and Zhu Qi.

She picked up another plate, and in it were six small pastries, arranged in a flower shape, yellow in the middle and pink around them, which was very beautiful.

She held the plate in front of Zhu Qi.

Zhu Qi was about to pick it up, but she directly pinched the middle piece with her hand and gave it to his mouth, and said delicately: "I'll feed His Highness to eat." ”

She pressed her fingers to his lips and looked at him hotly.

He is so handsome, those eyes are as deep as the water of Yanhu Lake, rippling with the candlelight in the house, making people want to jump into it unconsciously, even if they drown.

"I'll eat it myself." Zhu Qi instinctively took a step back and took the pastry.

She was too close, and he smelled a strong scent of moon flowers, not Xingyao's faint natural orchid body fragrance, and he felt uncomfortable.

He was very sober, she was not Xingyao, she just looked like Xingyao.

Ziyun smiled charmingly, and said in a sweet voice: "Your Highness, try it to see if it tastes good, it took a long time for the little girl to make it." ”

Zhu Qi looked down at the pastry, remembering that day Xia Channiang came to the house to deliver this osmanthus cake, he pretended to shout that his stomach hurt, Xing Yao looked up at her, and couldn't help laughing, he also followed the scene of laughter, and the corners of his mouth smiled.

For Ziyun, this smile shows affection, which is equivalent to encouraging her to act more boldly.

She pressed her full breasts close to his body and pushed his pastry hand.

Zhu Qi was nervous, and the pastry went into his mouth.

"Is it delicious?" She asked, tilting her head.

"Hmm."

"As soon as the little girl saw His Royal Highness, she fell in love, if she could always accompany His Highness, the little girl was willing to make cattle and horses for His Highness." She pressed her face to his chest, her hand wrapped around his waist and stroked it, and said with great tenderness.

He stiffened and was overwhelmed, and a fire rose in his stomach, which spread rapidly, making his whole body hot.

Suddenly, it was so hot, and he raised his hand to touch the sweat on his forehead, but there was no sweat.

"Your Highness, are you unwell?" Ziyun's voice came, with a breath, and this breath was a little provocative.

He looked down, and it was clearly Xingyao's appearance.

Xingyao, you don't know how much I miss you.

Thoughts, like air, are absent all the time.

He couldn't help hugging the girl in front of him, just like hugging Xingyao.

"It's muggy." He replied, thinking that it might be time for a change.