The kiss has a lingering connotation.

led her to a gentle place.

There is no sense of aggression that can only be forced to endure in the past, but it seems to be reassuring.

A little bit of her sinks.

Caught in it.

A kiss ends.

She gasped, the tails of her eyes were slightly hooked, and her misty reddish eyes were like silk.

His fingers ran over her right eye, and the long eyelashes brushed his fingertips, tickling.

Here a tear had fallen, rolling down his heart.

A cold voice sounded, "What were you thinking just now?"

She was still very close to him, but unlike Fang Cai, there was no gap, and his arm was slightly loose so that people would not fall.

"Ning Yuesheng is the same as the emperor's ideal type. ”

"Gentle, considerate, generous, beautiful, versatile, speaking like a spring breeze, soft-spoken. ”

His Adam's apple rolls.

"Where do you know this?"

She looked away weakly, overhearing his conversation with the Emperor before.

"Do you remember what I said?"

Within the palace wall, the two sat opposite each other, with a pot of tea and two cups of tea on the white jade table.

"Qingxuan has a woman's standard?"

"Elegance, kindness, talent, wisdom. ”

......

She stopped talking, letting people know how embarrassed she must have been listening to the corner......

Listen to him speak again, and narrate the words in a flat tone.

"There is no standard, and if there is, it is based on you. ”

Well?

Slippery.

She asked, "Aren't elegance, kindness, talent, and wisdom count?"

His eyes were deep.

"Didn't you just know?"

She froze and tore off his arm, separating her from him.

"Well, what the emperor said just now is right, there is no standard, if there is, it is based on me. ”

He drew a faint arc.

Go forward unhurriedly.

"The four points are all taken from the body of the immortal in Yunyuan. ”

The cold voice reached her ears like this.

At first glance, the person went away again.

Stamped on the spot and chased after him.

"Emperor!"

"Why did you go away so silently?"

"Oh. ”

*

Inside the Nianyun Palace.

In the courtyard in front of the main hall, there were maids lined up, and the figure of a woman in orange changed so quickly that it was dazzling, as if she was practicing the whipping technique.

Syllable!

The last whip fell on the vat.

There was a faint cracking sound, followed by a crisp sound that grew louder and cracked.

Bang bang bang bang

She exhaled.

Drops of sweat slipped down his forehead and ran down his cheeks.

"Princess. ”

The maid with an ebony tray in her hand hurriedly stepped forward.

It contained a clean white handkerchief.

"Hmm. ”

She grabbed the handkerchief and began to wipe her sweat.

A face is hot white and red, like a peach.

"Is Jiuyun here? Didn't Princess Ben ask you to call someone to call him?"

The maid lowered her head and whispered, "Lord Jiuyun hasn't arrived yet." ”

"What?"

She threw the handkerchief into the tray, a little distraught.

waved his hand casually, "Okay, you stand down, and when you come, you will bring people to the main hall." ”

"Yes, Princess. ”

She lowered her head and stepped back, retreating a few distances before turning to leave.

"Huh. ”

She whipped the tree again.

The body of the tree visibly shook.

"Damn, look down on Princess Ben?"

She hated him so much.

During the month of being grounded, he failed to succeed in tricking him, but he made a lot of troubles.

Every time she looked at him with an indifferent face like an outsider, she felt like a clown jumping off the beam.