An'er, who was holding the letter, never came back all day.

It didn't show up until the evening of the same day.

Ding Bao sat in the hall on the first floor and waited for her to come back, the two maids on the side served by her side, and on the round table in front of her was the macaron, the favorite of the court nobles.

An'er walked in, with a slight smile on her face, and seemed to be in a good mood.

"Sister Bao, I have already delivered the letter, and His Highness said that when I arrive at your hometown, I will personally hand over the letter to the baron."

"He told you everything?"

An'er lowered her eyes and realized that Ding Bao's tone was wrong, but she still nodded slightly.

"Alright, go get some hay and feed the horses, and remember to clean its shed again and replace it with fresh water in the sink."

An'er lowered her head and gritted her teeth silently, looking at the two extra maids behind Ding Bao, she vaguely understood something in her heart, nodded in a low voice and walked out of the palace.

The stables were equipped with a male and a female servant, and the ponies stayed under the golden roof all day long, chewing hay in a daze.

"This pony has a good temper, and it is much easier to take care of it than it is to take care of the master."

The middle-aged maid kept nagging, but An'er was always absent-minded, with a touch of sadness on her beautiful little face. The valet would always spy on her and help her with her work.

Friends muttered in front of her.

"The second prince has gained power, and the identity of the princess has risen with the tide, of course she can't keep a young and beautiful girl like you to take care of her."

An'er was puzzled.

"Why?"

The friend sighed and patted An'er's head helplessly.

"You are such a fool, you are so beautiful, do you stay by your side and hang in front of the second prince every day?"

An'er nodded ignorantly, as if she understood.

"You mean, Sister Ah Bao snubbed me because she was afraid that I would be too close to the second prince?"

"You can figure it out, don't think about it if you understand, the master is the master after all, but don't think that you can be friends with the master."

Speaking of this, my friend remembered something and added.

"You see that Paqi, who used to take care of the second prince, used to be very beautiful, but she was not kicked out a few days ago, saying that her condition was not cured, but in fact, the new princess couldn't get used to her!"

An'er lowered her eyes.

Her mood is complicated and boring, and the girl who has been hurt by friendship and love at the same time just wants to bury herself in the quilt and cry now.

The eldest prince's love came suddenly and strongly, and she couldn't resist it, but there were too many women around him, which meant that she was going to share the prince's love with others.

This pains her.

The growing love made her can't help but get close to the prince, but the principles and pride in her bones made her unwilling to live like this.

Love makes her sad, and friendship breaks her heart even more.

thought that Ding Bao was different from other nobles, An'er really regarded her as a sister, but in the end, she was rejected by suspicion.

"The palace is not for me."

An'er looked at the pony in front of her, reached out and gently stroked its head, and whispered.

"Why don't you laugh, you have your own troubles, right?"

The pony continued to chew on the horse grass without looking at the humans opposite, its long tail wagging and its nose making "poof" and "poof" sounds.

——

Before it got dark, Ding Bao was called into the room by Si Yin.

It's been almost half a month since that night, and Ding Bao's waist is still aching.

Si Yin's strength was out of control that night, leaving two purple-red bruises on her waist, one in front and one in the back, and there was also a faint pain somewhere, especially when she saw Si Yin, the injured place seemed to hurt even more.

Ding Bao sighed.

"If I die in bed, will your conscience be okay?"

"This requires you to communicate with Si Yin, he is still recovering, for the sake of safety, you should have a good chat with him as soon as possible."

The people in this country grew up eating meat and drinking milk, and all of them are tall, and their abilities in some aspects are far superior to those of men in other countries. Si Yin's training since childhood has been more meticulous and meticulous, coupled with his love of sports, he is even stronger than ordinary men.

After all, he is the biggest villain in the whole text, and there must always be something outstanding.

Ding Bao didn't want to pay attention to it, gently rubbed his waist, and responded in a low voice.

"Here we are."

As soon as he entered the room, the man who was already sitting on the edge of the bed set his eyes on Ding Bao.

He doesn't talk much, but he has a lot of emotions in his eyes.

When he watched Ding Bao walk over slowly, his presumptuous blue eyes stayed on her waist without any scruples, and he drove with his eyes expressionlessly.

"Come here."

The man spoke, because he had been silent all day, and his voice was slightly hoarse.

Ding Bao walked to the side of the bed, didn't talk much nonsense, and reached out to grab her neck.

This action has a strong suggestive meaning, like a possessive male lion always biting the back of the female lion's neck and not giving the other party any chance to escape.

Ding Bao grabbed his hand and put it in his palm and squeezed it gently.

"Today, I want to get some more sleep."

"Then I'll do it a little less."

Bazahei: Shut up, shut up.

Ding Bao: ......

She finally knew why there were so many side concubines in the young prince's palace, and if she was caught and tossed, she wouldn't be able to sit in the position of the princess for long.

"The queen said your body needs to rest."

It's been so long, Si Yin's body is still in the state when he first woke up, and he still doesn't respond where he should not be able to move, but he is diligent and thorough where he can move.

Looking at Ding Bao's embarrassed face, Si Yin pursed his lips slightly.

"Once every fifteen days."

“……”

"Don't you want to be with me?"

"Nope."

Ding Bao lowered his eyes, silently began to take off his clothes, and just halfway through, he opened his mouth.

"Don't take it off, go, find a story and read it to me."

"Oh."

Ding Bao turned around and went to the bookshelf to find a book, flipped through it casually, and then sat down and cleared his throat.

"I don't know what you like to hear."

"You read whatever you want."

In the next hour, Ding Bao read half a law book to Si Yin.

"Why don't you tell a story? What about those old stories of yours? ”

"But I'm holding a law book."

"You used to have a law book."

Obviously, Si Yin found that the stories Ding Bao told before were all made up by herself.

"Why are you talking to me about that?"

Ding Bao closed the book and looked at him with a reverent gaze.

"It is the instruction of Allah."

"Allah?"

"Yes, Allah has given me emotions to make me feel that you are lonely, so I will tell you a story every night to make you feel better."

Si Yin's face sank, his eyes darkened, and his tone was cold when he spoke again.

"Me and Allah, you choose one or the other."