"The queen mother bullied the master, can the master think of beating or scolding or love?" He tilted his head to look at Jing Wu, interpreting the image of the gentleman to the extreme, the depths of his black eyes were faint purple light, but at this moment it was getting deeper and deeper.

Looking down at his eyes, Jing Wu was a little distracted, shook his head, and felt annoyed in his heart, when did his self-control be so bad, how could he see anyone like this.

"Presumptuous, bold."

Angry eyes glared at Sikong Jiu, who was still lying on the ground in embarrassment, she couldn't say anything elegant about this kind of shameless person, and she held back for a long time before saying these two sentences.

Sikong Jiu felt that he was cheap, and he was happy when he saw this woman's angry appearance, but he couldn't control the emotions gushing out of his heart, so he could only let it be expressed.

"Come on, increase this wall by a foot, send Sikong Shizi back to Shizi's mansion, under the wall, order people to wait day and night, just in case ......" Then she didn't say it too clearly, but everyone knew it in their hearts.

Aiming at Sikong Jiu with cold eyes, without the slightest expression on his face, he turned his head to meet Ji Ying's flat eyes, Ji Ying pulled out a faint smile, the wind blew two strands of broken hair, and his profound facial features softened.

Jing Wu immediately lowered his head, two blushes floated on his cheeks, and he was just looked at by Sikong Jiu, raised his eyes and looked forward unconvinced, a blurred figure came into his eyes, pouted disdainfully, stretched out his hands to support the ground and wanted to stand up.

"Blackie." Turning his head, he found that Xiao Hei, who had been following behind him, was not here, and as soon as it was dark in front of him, he found that he was being carried by his limbs and walked away.

suddenly became anxious, "Let go of the master, the master has hands and feet, but you characters like you can touch ......"

No matter how he yelled, those little guys still held on firmly, and their expressions were not worried, and in the end, Sikong Jiu could only be dragged away in resignation, so frightened that he quickly covered his face.

It's too embarrassing for him.

"Master!"

"Blackie?"

Hearing Xiao Hei's voice, he quickly opened his eyes wide, and sure enough, he saw Xiao Hei running over, and his dark skin made him feel pleasing to the eye for the first time.

Xiao Hei saw that his noble and extraordinary prince was treated like this, especially carrying ...... like a pig Ahem, it's incredible in my eyes.

"Presumptuous, dare to treat the prince like this." The arrogant tone gradually lowered.

When those little guys heard this, they immediately put down Sikong Jiu's body and stood cautiously on the side, not squinting.

put his big hand on his forehead, rubbed his eyes, opened his eyes and turned his head to meet Ji Ying's unpleasant face.

"Who are you and why are you in Huatang Palace?" Sikong Jiu's questioning tone made Jing Wu suddenly feel weird, as if the owner of this Huatang Palace was him.

"Sikong Jiu, Ji Gongzi is a guest of the mourning family." Said coldly.

Sikong Jiu felt that this was the woman explaining to herself, so he smiled and glared at Ji Ying, who saw this and looked away indifferently.

"Okay, you and you are still ......"

Muttered twice, pulled the messy hair twice at will, combed it with his hands, his black hair was very soft, lightly combed, it was instantly softened, gently tied up with a simple hair band, and the loose hairstyle immediately had a bit of laziness, like a delicate cat.

Jing Wu frowned and was just about to speak, when he heard Ji Ying take a step forward and said: "Sikong Shizi is cautious, it is a matter of the Queen Mother's name." ”

Sikong Jiu paused, and saw that Ji Ying actually spoke, and originally wanted to say that he was a coward hiding behind a woman, but at this time he changed his sentence: "Presumptuous, what kind of character are you, what do you interject when you talk to the queen mother." Seeing Jingwu's increasingly cold look, Sikong Jiuzui stopped, the atmosphere was condensed, and he didn't dare to say a word.

"This is Ji Yingji's son of the Hanlin Academy, but he is a talent this year." This sentence can be regarded as an answer to Sikong Jiu's question just now, but Sikong Jiu didn't dare to say more, because he already felt that Jing Wu's mood at the moment was not good.

Thinking about it, Sikong Jiu turned his head and glared at Ji Ying fiercely, but his vicious gaze did not attract Ji Ying's attention, so his eyes were thrown in vain.