Bai Sang found that the eyes of the two were on her, of course he knew that he was very concerned, and hurriedly shook his head, "It shouldn't be, I already have the memory of this body, and I have become this person." ”

Duan Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.

But Wen Ze pursed his lips and held her hand with one hand, "It shouldn't be, it's definitely not going to leave, you said you want to stay by my side for the rest of your life." ”

Bai Sang smiled and nodded: "Okay, I definitely won't leave, believe me." ”

Wen Ze smiled at the end.

The sweet state of the two getting along made Duan Cheng very uncomfortable.

He smiled wryly, turned slightly to the side, and looked elsewhere.

Wen Ze's right hand wanted to continue to dislocate, but Bai Sang was afraid that his arm would be dislocated by then, and it would become habitually dislocated.

threatened, "If you dislocate again, then don't hold my hand or hold me." ”

Such a sentence came out.

Where does Wen Ze dare to dislocate, he can only promise that he will never again.

It's definitely not going to be dislocated.

Bai Sang hugged the person with satisfaction.

I wanted to kiss my relatives, but now he hasn't grown up yet.

Don't do unhealthy things.

Wen Ze is also in good health, so he will continue to learn how to govern the country.

Bai Sang stayed in the palace alone.

Instead, he returned to his old life.

There is no busy work, what you want, and you can still have enough to eat.

It's really a comfortable rice worm life.

Bai Sang sat in the courtyard, enjoying the breeze and eating the fruit.

What he held in his hand was a notebook.

Although the writing is not as good as the modern one, it is also a good thing to pass the time.

At noon, Wen Ze came back for a trip.

The two of them had a meal together.

After a conversation, Wen Ze went out again.

In the afternoon, Bai Sang took a nap.

When I woke up, a eunuch came and begged for help.

"Make His Royal Highness the Prince's bed?" Bai Sang looked at the condition in front of him, and his face was anxious.

"On weekdays, His Royal Highness the Prince's beds are neat, but today His Royal Highness the Crown Prince forgot to tidy up, and he is also bothered that Sister Bai Sang can help."

As this new little palace maid, she is also called Bai Sang.

At first, everyone was shocked.

Thinking about it later, it must be because she has the same name as Sister Bai Sang in front of her that she is liked by His Royal Highness the Prince.

Bai Sang's cheeks were a little red.

The reason why this bed was not made today was because Wen Ze's all eyes were on her, and then he walked out and forgot about it.

"Okay, I'll sort it out."

Bai Sang nodded in agreement.

Come to the room.

See the messy bed.

She took small steps and quickly folded it.

I also saw that books were also placed everywhere on the desk in the office.

After thinking about it, I also sorted it out.

She saw that there was a porcelain jar next to the desk with a lot of scrolls in it, and thought to herself, could these have been painted by Wen Ze?

I want to draw a roll and take it to read.

How do you know that there is a click.

The bookshelf behind him suddenly moved.

Bai Sang looked at the scene in front of him in shock.

The bookshelves that had been merged together a moment ago were now completely separated from what they saw on TV.

A one-man tall door was revealed, and a cold wind blew in from inside.

"It's—"

Puzzled, she stood at the small door and peeked inside.

I heard a buzzing cry from inside.

She couldn't help but shudder.

"What are you doing?"

Duan Cheng didn't know when he appeared behind her, so he hurriedly pulled the person over, and then moved the scroll.

The bookshelves are put back together.

"I—is this a secret passage?" Bai Sang asked with some surprise.

(End of chapter)