There is a game called "Cat and Mouse", and there is also a very popular cartoon called "Cat and Mouse". Perhaps, it is hard to say who catches and tease whoever teases.

"Xingwu, if you dare to be invisible again, do you believe it or not, open the door to sleep immediately?" A Yuan changed his new trick. Given that the recent shadow guard was disobedient, he would automatically invisible at night and refused to let him out.

The guest room is still very quiet, and Yingwu's mind is also growing in line with the times. With people coming and going in the corridor, who would believe that a woman is willing to open the door?

Hehe, this can only prove that Ying Wu Boss doesn't know enough about the bold princess. You stared at him with your eyes widened...

Wearing a loose pajama she designed, he jumped out of the bed with barefoot, and with both hands he tried to pull and pull, "Squeak--", the door really turned 180 degrees and was completely open.

Princess Furui is just a good year for the second year of Shijuro! She has always lived heartlessly, and she has no worries at all. She looks plump and plump red apple-like face, and her long hair has just been washed and dried, and she is lazily dispersed. She is wearing a loose purple nightgown, which is also very informative.

The most important thing is that at this moment, there were exactly two middle-aged merchants who passed by this beautiful door and were dizzy in an instant...

I have never seen such a vibrant woman, right? The princess looks so ugly, and her face is happy and cunning, what is presented to the merchant is something completely different from other women of this era - vivid.

Although the door was closed by a hurricane in an instant, the sound of the door bolt being latched came, as if what I just saw was an illusion, but the vivid cheeks and agile eyes of the beauty in purple could no longer be lingered...

The candles in the room were also extinguished in an instant, and the room was silent, just like a spring dream without traces.

The two merchants were stunned and had no idea how they left this fantasy door.

"Princess, I will not be invisible in the future - so that you can see me at any time -" Lord Yingwei, who was convinced, gave a guarantee.

However, there will be a new question next. Where is the guard who is not invisible sleeping? Lying straight on the ground, can it support a strong body by lying a rope?

It seems that I have read too many martial arts novels in my previous life...

Yingwu sat at the table in the inn, and the shadows of candlelight outside the door reflected his half-pull figure.

This guy is the best man who looks thin while wearing clothes and taking off clothes and showing flesh. Just now, when A Yuan was taken back to the bed in a arms around, he felt it.

"Actually, we don't like places where there are light or places where someone can see them, and we are not honest in our hearts..." Yingwu murmured in the dark, his voice was very low, but this was the first time he took the initiative to open his heart and communicate with others.

"Did you be trained at a very young age? How small is it? That's so big?" A Yuan also put away the laughing ingredients. She closed her eyes, wrapped her quilt, and responded to the topic of Yingwu.

"I-I don't remember-I remember when I was already training--in-one in a cave in a deep mountain, practicing martial arts hard and invisible kung fu--we are always competing--won--won--won--won--won--won--won--won--won--won--won--won--won--won--won--won--won--won--won--won--won--won---won---won---won---won----won-----won----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

This is a secret and a too heavy topic.

A Yuan turned her head and looked at the silhouette of the man in the darkness.

"Then do you—remember your family?"

Silence... for a long time, "I don't know that the shadow guards in the palace are all without family members - memory".

They have been brainwashed since childhood and want to be loyal to the safety of the royal family for the rest of their lives. The more capable they are, the more they are valued and will never be subject to any emotional burden.

Some people need to stand on the table, just like Wu Lu, who was once beside A Yuan, in Qiyang, in Yuncheng, and then they still have to return to the old path of the Shadow Guard...

No wonder Wu Lu couldn't tell where his home was or who his family was.

This is a strange group, living for the royal family and dying for the royal family. The meaning of life is limited to this. There is no one's own will, and there is no need to have one's own will.

A Yuan, who once sighed for his fate as a "orphan", now has to scream for glory. Compared to the experiences of the Shadow Guards, he is lucky.

"Yingwu, now you have me, I am your family..." If, before this, A Yuan thought that a large part of Yingwu was because she felt it was fun to get close to her, then from now on, her heart had a clear feeling of treating her as a relative.

"I don't have many relatives, Yingwu sometimes feels the excitement around me, but if I count with my fingers, I can't count ten fingers that I'm close to and care about..."

"Actually, I like you're by my side. No matter when, it's great that you're with me and be your company..."

A Yuan didn't remember when she fell asleep. She could fall asleep ignorantly as she spoke, which was a good habit she had developed since Yingwu arrived.

The biggest effect of Shadow Five is to bring a sense of security to this princess who seems to have to suffer forever in uneasiness.

This sense of security extends a complete trust, and now, there seems to be something called "dependence".

The woman who was in deep sleep breathed evenly like a quiet ocean. She closed her eyes and lay down on the table, relaxing her whole body and mind, and falling asleep.

However, the poor kid, even in his sleep state, he always maintains enough alertness...

When Princess Furui woke up from a deep sleep the next day, she looked at her first sight. The figure lying on the table made her satisfied, and she felt a little distressed. How sour is this baby's neck?

"Go back to your room to wash up. I'll be in Fu'an County today. It's safe to be alone. You - take a rest." It's rare that the princess is not joking and considerate.

Yingwu's face turned red again, and his dark big eyes were also lowered, and he agreed: "I--follow you--".

Young man, will these words be ambiguity-aware?

The princess, who was in her pajamas, actually laughed again, and she jumped over and raised her hand to pinch Yingwu's face: "This is what you ask for yourself! If you ask to follow me - then - I will barely accept it!"

Of course, the Five Masters of Ying, who are superb martial arts, rely entirely on subconsciousness. You, a little woman, can't just pinch your face as a little girl, just like you?

How could the man who floated to the next room still feel a little regretful? If this is really done, how would he feel?

The mature woman who was born in Nijuro had a lazy look when she just woke up. She rushed over in the early morning of spring. She was a man's words...

The spring sunshine is the time when Yinggu is most uncomfortable? The princess dressed like a young wife at home, didn't care about Yingwu's distance at all. Xingjin left the inn and headed straight to the nearby shop.

In addition to traveling around the country, the greatest fun of this trip is also touring the customs and cultures of various places, browsing clothing and jewelry and savoring local snacks and famous foods...

Yingwu had no choice but to follow, because the master obviously purchased more things and needed the help of a strong man to carry it.

But there is still food. Can you put it in Yingwu's mouth without any space?

"It's really delicious, you can try it too-" The same language brought different flavors of dessert flavors. Yingwu, whose hands and shoulders were completely covered, could only accept it completely and swallow it desperately.

Whenever you arrive at a place, you will purchase several large boxes, and the two of you will have to go back to the escort agency to escort them. Most of them are sent to Zhuyang County, Song Haohao or Li Wei, and sometimes they will transfer them to Hu County Magistrate and Qiyang Wan Chongyang. If you find that the management policies and policies of a certain place are very advanced, you will also write a long letter.

"I don't want to eat anymore!" Finally, Junnan raised his objection again.

It seems that the result of the resistance last night was not optimistic, right?

The princess, who was feeding her happily, blinked her eyes and wanted to cry: "But you ate very little this morning. How can you be as nutritious as such a tall body? Zheng'er and Zhan Peng Zhantang all eat more than you..."

However, the most important thing for being a shadow guard is to be light and clear. If you eat a big belly and a round waist every day, isn’t that a rhythm of seeking death?

"I don't care! You must eat normally and be full in the future! Your master is me now, and you must follow my arrangements!" The princess changed her face after a while, and when it was time to have lunch, it changed to a command style.

"Or otherwise, I'll give you some snacks in the afternoon!"

Is this a naked threat?

In order to build this trained Shadow Guard who is almost inhumane and returns to a living family man, Princess Furui practices the "Seventy-Two Changes" all day long. Is it easy?

Yingwu's ideological field, which has been formed for nearly 30 years, has been completely subverted. Sometimes he feels that he has become A Yuan's other son, and must accept the care and caress from the "mother". Sometimes he turns into an old father, and needs to comfort and help the lonely and helpless daughter...

The princess who bought satisfactory clothes, like a little girl, changed her clothes behind the screen, asked him to check whether it was beautiful or outstanding, and even helped to buckle the cumbersome buckles and tie the jingle belt accessories.

God knows how terrifying these are for a man who hasn't personally met with women in his thirties!

Princess, can you regret the belt that was dripping with nosebleeds? (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support are my greatest motivation.)
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