Chen Jiaojiao woke up slowly in the morning, and the people around her were no longer there.

She was lying on her side on a white mat, with only a white blanket on her body, but it was very warm.

As the sun shone down, she raised her head in surprise.

It was as if he had opened a window here, and the glass window shone sunlight.

She closed her eyes and greeted the light for a long time, as if melting in the wind.

The aches in her body reminded her of last night, and she had no idea that it would be his punishment.

But she didn't blame him, and it was already a great mercy for him not to kill his mother and Satsuki when he said something like that.

Chen Jiaojiao took a deep breath, lifted the blanket up, covered her chest, and climbed up with difficulty.

Together, she faced the dozens of servant girls kneeling in front of her, all of whom knelt honestly, and she quickly met the pair of probing and timid eyes.

"What's your name?"

Chen Jiaojiao suddenly had some playful heart, she looked at her as if she was looking at some rare treasure, studying whether she was the same person as her.

She was in the cage, she was outside the cage, and Chen Jiaojiao couldn't tell which one was in the cage for a while.

The little maid who was ordered lowered her head in a panic, and after a long time she reacted to the master's question, and raised her head suddenly, "Slave Nannan." ”

It was the first time she had seen such a person, and the beauty was ethereal and moving, not like it really existed.

Everyone knelt here early in the morning, and she leaned farthest, so she had to hold her head up and peek at her.

said that he was here to serve the master, but no one thought that the master was like this.

She lay quietly in a white place, her long black hair scattered over her shoulders, and she suddenly remembered whether the legendary fairy would be caught by His Majesty and hide here.

When the fairy woke up, she was even more beautiful and thrilling, her face was hidden in the sun, and she didn't see it clearly.

I can only see her black hair falling like a waterfall, her round and soft shoulders, and her thinness is distressing, and she can't stop wanting to hand the best in front of her.

It is a great gift to look at her.

"Nannan," Chen Jiaojiao read it again and smiled slightly, "Good name." What are you doing on your knees? ”

"Return, if you go back to the master, the slaves and maids are called by His Majesty to serve the master."

Master? Chen Jiaojiao blinked, and accepted Long En, what kind of master should she be.

"Can you come in?"

The door seemed to be locked, and from her vantage point she could see a small golden lock.

"Well, there's that key."

Following Nannan's hand, Chen Jiaojiao saw the small key on the side of the candlestick outside the cage, and she nodded, "Come in." ”

Several people had their clothes in their hands, put them down, and knelt down again.

Nannan rubbed her hands a little nervously, and walked in little by little and knelt beside her.

Leaning closer, the nobleman's body is really as white and delicate as imagined, with a trace of elegant fragrance, so that people's faces can't help but be hot.

"You, do you want to take medicine, here."

Seeing the red marks on her body, Nannan held a small porcelain bottle in distress.

Chen Jiaojiao's face also turned red, and she whispered embarrassedly, "I'm sorry for you." ”

She didn't want to face Xiaoyue without clothes, and she was even more shy with a maid she had just met, and she didn't put down the blanket in her hand slowly.

Nannan felt embarrassed and embarrassed.

The two women were relatively speechless, even more embarrassed than when they faced him last night.

"Selected?"

His voice came out, and Chen Jiaojiao subconsciously looked over.

Qi Yan saw that she had chosen a servant girl, and raised her hand to call the others down.

When he approached him, he saw their two red faces, their eyes avoiding each other.

This little thing is both male and female?

He frowned and took the medicine from Nannan's hand, "Go down." ”

Chen Jiaojiao seemed to be rescued, and breathed a sigh of relief, never wishing him to appear so much.

But in the face of his indifferent eyebrows, she hung her head quietly.

"Take it off."

"Huh?!"

"How about the medicine?"

Qi Yan's expression was flat, as if it was a very troublesome thing to help her with medicine, and he deigned it.

Chen Jiaojiao bit her lip and put down her hand a little, he stretched out his fingers impatiently, "Three numbers, I can't let go of me to help you." ”

Before he could count to two, she immediately lowered her hand.

The blanket slipped off her body, and she was fully in front of him. She was so ashamed that her eyes were red and she felt naked humiliation.

Qi Yan opened the bottle, the cold cream touched the delicate skin, Chen Jiaojiao trembled, and subconsciously went to the warmth.

By the time she could react, she was almost leaning into his arms, wrapped in his wide cloak.

Qi Yan hung his head to medicate her, she was fair-skinned, and she looked even more petite against the backdrop of his black cloak.

He could feel her face hot, her little hands twisted together, and he tasted some fun.

It's the kind of plaything that's interesting.

The milky white ointment has to be emulsified and smoothed evenly, Qi Yan doesn't have that patience, anyway, she will be injured tonight.

After casually taking the medicine, he stood up and twisted his hand quickly, untying the robe on his body.

Chen Jiaojiao stared at him nervously and began to shed his coat, and now her body was still sore, she didn't feel that she could be tortured again.

"Your Majesty, white, prostitution during the day, it is very bad."

Qi Yan glanced at her, with a clear disgust in his eyes, and threw his coat on her, looking like he asked her to wear it.

Chen Jiaojiao only did this twice, blushed in embarrassment, and carefully tucked her clothes on her body.

His coat was wide and heavy, and his shoulders were heavy, and Chen Jiaojiao rolled up his sleeves little by little, saving it from being too long.

She was like a child who had stolen the clothes of an adult, and his loose clothes wrapped around her little body.

Qi Yan sighed, squatted down again, and watched with interest the little yellow oriole wearing a flower dress up close.

Chen Jiaojiao shrank back and quickened the movement in her hand. Rolled up the cuffs and wrapped himself tightly, saving the wide collar from sealing the spring color.

His gaze was inconspicuous, and she subconsciously bit the corner of her lower lip, but she hissed in pain and touched the corner of her left lip.

"It's broken."

She muttered to herself, and glanced at her mouth, as if she was very annoyed and bored.

Qi Yan stepped forward and bit the corner of her right lip, breaking the skin and bleeding.

"Symmetry."

With that, he got up and walked over to the table, where some of his belongings had been moved.

When he first came in, Chen Jiaojiao also saw the book and the fold he was holding in his hand.

She didn't dare to ask him what he was going to do.

She still remembered what she had said last night, that she hated him, but he seemed to have forgotten about it.

Could it be that they have been going on like this? She was a canary in his cage, like a pet.

Sitting at the table, Qi Yan could see her constantly moving slightly, she was already irritable, and now it was even more difficult to calm down.

He had never thought of touching her before yesterday.

When he was a child, his father told him about her, and it was a month before they happily packed their things and prepared to go back to the capital.

The father looked around for lambs, ponies, and playthings, and he asked puzzled.

Father said that he would give it to a little nobleman with golden branches and jade leaves.

"What little nobleman?"

"You'll be able to see her when we go back, she's old too, I haven't seen her once."

Named Jiaojiao, Chen Jiaojiao.

When someone came back from the capital, he picked it up and asked.

"Hahahaha, little nobleman? Princess Wen Ning, I can't describe it in words, but I just look at it in my heart. ”

He suspected that none of them had met, but only speculation.

So he looked forward to seeing her every day, whether it was better than Yaya on the grassland, and whether it was really like the rumors.

Father said they would meet them at the city gates.

"Will Chen Jiaojiao come too?"

"Maybe."

He was nervous all the way, and kept tidying up his clothes.

It is said that the men in the capital are gentle and elegant, and they will hold a folding fan.

He also learned to swing his knife back and forth, fanning the wind.

His father laughed at him for being stupid.

However, he did not meet the little nobleman.

In the year of hiding and stealing his life, he also thought of her, and at that time there was only hatred left.

Her father took away all his relatives, friends, and even all the people he knew.

Kill cleanly, uprooted.

He didn't see her until he entered the palace.

In the bottom of his heart, she was still the little princess who came from afar, with a bright smile, and a look took him away.

He never had a desire and possession of her, before because of hatred, and after that he didn't know.

Like a bloody wolf, he now wants to eat this little bird into his body and find a place to hide.

She has him, he has her.