"It's too tiring to sit."

Shi Jian couldn't help it, so he took the initiative to let go of his sleeping Xiaoluo, and spread a layer of clean sheets on it: "Or you lie on Xiaolou for a while, and the prince will be able to hear it as soon as he wakes up." ”

"It's fine."

Ye Xiuyan was not hypocritical, she readily agreed, and lay down on the couch with her clothes.

The servant and the sword saw that the prince's eyebrows were stretched, his breath was stable, and his heart was a little calm.

The two crept out of the bamboo hut and closed the door.

*

At dawn, the sky was just dawning.

Lin Jingcheng listened to the loud crow of the big rooster and habitually opened his eyes.

Ye Xiuyan didn't wake up, lying on her side on the small collapse and fell asleep.

Lin Jingcheng's ears moved, and he didn't hear the snoring sound of the sword beating the drum, so he felt a little strange, and tilted his head to look at Xiao Qiu.

The girl's quiet and soft sleeping face inadvertently came into view, and his pupils shrank and blinked in disbelief.

Didn't my sister remove the cup worms and leave?

Keeping a night in front of the bed?

The two guys, the secretary and the sword, actually dared to be lazy and let my sister suffer.

Thinking of this, his heart trembled, and he felt a little distressed, and just wanted to scold the two attendants, Ye Xiuyan heard the subtle sound of the bamboo bed shaking, and suddenly opened her eyes.

Lin Jingcheng was caught off guard, and his somewhat stupid gaze crashed into the girl's clear eyes.

"Brother Lin, are you awake?"

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and Ye Xiuyan was the first to come back to her senses, with surprise in her eyes.

"Sister, did you keep me all night?"

Lin Jingcheng's ears were slightly red, and he staggered his gaze in embarrassment.

"It's not Brother Lin who said it"

Ye Xiuyan winked playfully and smiled playfully: "The waiter and the waiter will not take care of the sick and hurt your wounds, so my sister will do it for you and stay to take care of you for them." ”

"Ahem."

Lin Jingcheng choked, remembering that he deliberately coquettishly sold cuteness last night, and felt a little ashamed.

"I am."

He defended with red ears: "The brain nerves are in a state of extreme pain from the bite of the cup, and what they say uncontrollably cannot be taken seriously. ”

"Poof."

Hearing the quibbles of his family's grandfather, the sword stepped into the air and fell from the branch.

"It seems that some people don't agree with Brother Lin's remarks!"

Ye Xiuyan pushed open the window and looked at someone lying on the ground, looking loveless, and smiled and bent her eyebrows.

"Ahem."

Lin Jingcheng coughed embarrassedly, and the roots of his ears turned even redder.

*

"Miss Yeon."

The waiter jumped down from the eaves and licked his face to offer courtesy: "What do you want to eat for breakfast?" We've got you covered. ”

"Gluttony."

Seeing that Lin Jingcheng was already fine, Ye Xiuyan smiled comfortably and walked out of the guest room slowly.

"Gluttony?"

The waiter was stunned for a moment, and his eyes were blank: "What kind of fish is it?" New species? Haven't heard of it. ”

"You'll find out later."

Ye Xiuyan deliberately sold a pass, and walked to the kitchen with a smile.

"Hey, I said"

The squire patted the dust off his body, leaned over to the waiter, and muttered in a low voice, "Miss Yan doesn't want to cook herself, does she?" Can she eat the food she cooks? Shizi won't be poisoned if he eats it, right? ”

"Ugh."

The waiter remembered the bowl of medicinal food he had tasted in Longquan Village three years ago, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

Although Miss Yan is incomparably intelligent, has superb medical skills, and cooks, I really dare not compliment her.

Shi Jian took the opportunity to instigate: "Why don't I guard the prince here, you go to the restaurant of Liyang Academy to buy some breakfast and come back?" ”

"Done."

The waiter agreed very happily.

He is thinking about his own prince's stomach, and he really doesn't want his stomach to be abused.

(End of chapter)