Just far away, although Qing Yao changed into Ah Jiu's appearance, he couldn't see it too clearly, and when he heard this familiar voice, his face immediately changed.

He stared at the woman with a gaudy face in front of him without blinking, gritted his teeth and asked, "Did you change into Shangguan Jieyu and come to me?" ”

Qing Yao nodded vigorously, and said pitifully with all her might: "The slave family is the goddess of Wushan, and when she saw that the son was infatuated, she deliberately turned into the appearance of the person in the child's dream to relieve the child. ”

"I also hope that the son will save the slave family and save the slave family for the sake of the slave family!"

Qing Yao said, gradually changing into Ah Jiu's appearance, wanting to arouse Murto's pity and let him rescue her.

It's just that, seeing this face that made him think about it again at this time, Murto's face showed a kind of hatred, he took a step back, looked at her and asked hatefully: "Okay, since you said you are her, what is the name of the song you played for me on the first night?" ”

""Yuntou Immortal" is "Yuntou Immortal"! The slave played for you for half an hour. ”

Qing Yao hurriedly replied, a flash of hope flashed in her eyes, "What Shangguan Jieyu, but she can't play half a song, she is very stupid, if she plays the piano, I am afraid that even the crow will not dare to land on her roof...... If you don't believe the prince, you can inquire. ”

"What kind of tea did you cook for me the second night? What pattern did you divide it into? ”

"I cooked snow mist for the prince, and the slave family specially divided a horse for the prince, and the prince also praised the slave family's superb skills!" Qing Yao replied quickly.

"That Shangguan Jieyu doesn't talk about cooking tea, she can't even boil water, whoever drinks the water she boils will have a stomach. The prince can also ask casually. ”

Qing Yao was talking here, Xiao Yu couldn't help but laugh until her stomach hurt, she peeked at Ah Jiu beside her, but saw that although her face was still sinking like water, her face was really dark this time.

This made her laugh even more secretly...... I don't know who collected this information, but it's really detailed!

How did you shake out all the messes of the young lady? But in this way, the young lady will not let go of this goddess.

Hearing Qing Yao answer his two questions in a row, Murto's face was calmer than just now, he looked at Qing Yao's eyes for a while, and finally asked, "What did you and I do on the third night?" ”

Qing Yao's cheeks flushed, and she continued to say in Ah Jiu's voice: "The slave family just arrived at the prince's door, but the prince thought that the slave family was leaving. In order to stop the slave family, the prince almost ...... Almost ...... the slave family"

Speaking of this, Qing Yao's face was even redder than dripping blood, she hung her head, and said shyly: "If it weren't for the prince's pity for the slave family, the slave family would have done a good thing with the prince that night......"

By this time, Prince Murtaugh had straightened up, his face indifferent. He glanced down at Qing Yao, and suddenly sneered: "Then why didn't it work out later?" ”

"Because...... Because ......" Looking at Murto's cold eyes, Qing Yao suddenly felt a chill on her body, and her eyes were pinned to the side.

Seeing her like this, Murto no longer continued to ask, but raised his eyebrows and asked again with a mocking face: "What about the fourth day?" What did you say and do to me? Do you remember? ”