Su Yuqing lowered her eyes, her body was still a little stiff, but she still obediently leaned her head lightly on his chest.

"Yuqing is afraid of disturbing His Royal Highness the Prince."

Afraid of disturbing him?

The smile on Leng Yuchen's lips had a hint of mockery, but he didn't speak. She seemed to be obediently nestled in his arms, but her stiff body could not deceive his perception.

Su Yuqing raised her eyes and stared at his elegant and perfect jaw, and suddenly there was a moment of trance, such an angle, an elegant and perfect jaw, why did it remind her of the black copper ghost face? That night, she secretly held the short blade, and also stared at the neck and jaw of the black bronze ghost.

As soon as she thought of this, Leng Yuchen had gently placed her on the chair under the window. She retracted her train of thought and hurriedly spoke: "Don't dare to work for the prince, Yuqing is already much better." ”

Leng Yuchen glanced at her lukewarmly, and saw that she didn't dare to say much, so he turned around and called: "Tu'er, go to Yuankun Hall to put some porridge." ”

"Yes." The little guy outside hurriedly agreed, and then heard the sound of footsteps from near to far, and gradually disappeared. Su Yuqing could hear that the voice was his personal servant.

Leng Yuchen walked back to the table and sat down, picked up the scroll on the table and looked at it again. The candlelight jumped, flickering through the veil, reflecting his well-defined side, a little more resolute in elegance, and a little more righteousness in evil. He sits upright in a wide and square ebony chair, his posture is like a jade tree, his bearing is like a long moon, just like a clear spring in the mountain stream, and like a variety of green bamboos after falling snow, not moved by the outside world, always a world of his own, noble and noble.

Su Yuqing gently rubbed her sore, numb calves, and kept her eyes fixed on the man who was studying carefully. Even she didn't realize that she actually liked to watch him. Perhaps, just because of his handsomeness.

After a while, there was a knock on the door, Leng Yuchen stared at the scroll, and said lightly: "Come in." ”

The little maid named Tu'er gently pushed the door in, and couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the position of the two of them, and then hurriedly stepped forward with a tray, put a bowl of ice porridge on the table, and walked to Su Yuqing with a tray, and gently put another bowl of ice porridge on the small table next to the chair, smiled at Su Yuqing, and whispered diligently: "County Lord, please." ”

Su Yuqing saw that he was smiling kindly, so she also smiled back gently: "Thank you." ”

Tu'er hurriedly waved his hand and said: "The county lord must not be like this, the little one dare not be!" The county lord is not only beautiful, this craft is better, the little one just entered the blister kitchen and smelled the refreshing fragrance. I heard Miss Qiuling say that you cooked this porridge yourself. Tsk, it's obviously icy, but it has that sweet taste, and the little one has never smelled such a sweet porridge, let alone knows that this porridge is still eaten cold. The county lord doesn't know, my son-in-law's appetite is very picky, and he gets tired of eating something once, and he has never even asked for two bowls of the same food at this time. ”

Su Yuqing saw that this little guy was extremely lively, and he spoke and acted exquisitely, and he spoke very cleverly at this time, and seemed to deliberately reveal some information to her. She quietly glanced at Leng Yuchen, and saw that he didn't hear it, so she also whispered: "If your son-in-law likes it, I will often make it for him." If you like it or not, go to Yuankun Hall to find Qiu Ling at this moment and ask her to serve you a bowl. ”

Tu'er couldn't help but be overjoyed when she heard this, and hurriedly agreed: "Hey, the slave will go now, thank you for the porridge from the princess." ”

After speaking, he forgot to give Leng Yuchen a salute, and ran out with the tray in his arms, listening to the rapid pace, he must have gone to the Yuankun Palace.

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Author's Note: First of all, I would like to sincerely thank you for your support to Axia! During this time, because the background of the website changes more frequently, and the data display is very inaccurate, from the data point of view, Axia's collection rate and recommendation rate and even the click rate are basically 0, Axia thinks that this book is not popular, has hit the street, and is considering whether to stop writing. Now that I know that someone is following, and I have just heard that it is the reason for the change of the website during this time, Asha has the motivation to continue writing, thank you! With your support for Axia, Asha feels very happy! It will definitely let you see the happiness of Yuqing and Yuchen!