The corners of Red Eagle's eyes twitched, and he glanced at Huang Ying uncontrollably. A picture automatically appeared in his mind, showing a cute little pig with the face of Yellow Eagle running around...
"Pfft..." Red Eagle couldn't help but laugh. Huang Ying's face turned red and white, and he glared at the two of them, but he didn't dare to answer the question anymore. []
Qi Mo walked to Zhong Qingye, sat down with a flick of his clothes, reached out and naturally pulled Zhong Qingye to his side, and waved his hand.
Hong Ying stepped forward, put a few paper bags on the table, turned to Yan Zi and the other four girls and said: "The princess's throat has been a little uncomfortable recently. This is the nourishing tea prepared by Mr. Feng. You can use hot water every day."
Make a packet and drink it with your princess. If you are still not feeling well after drinking it, come to me, you know?"
The four girls were stunned for a moment and nodded in unison.
Seeing the meekness of the four of them, Zhong Qingye interrupted dissatisfiedly: "Hey, hey, hey! Hongying, what's your tone? Why do you make me look like a prisoner?"
Hong Ying glanced at her with a half-smile, raised his eyebrows, but said nothing.
Qi Mo raised the corner of his mouth, tightened his arms, and pulled the two of them closer together. His chin rested on Zhong Qingye's shoulder habitually: "Aren't you going out for a big dinner? Are you still going?"
"I'm not going." Zhong Qingye refused quite simply. He pointed at the messy snack plates with more than half of them left on the table: "I'm full."
As she said that, she glanced at the four girls and deliberately raised her voice and said: "Originally, I planned to take a few more people out for a nice meal, but now, it's better not to do it."
The four girls were stunned for a moment, then suddenly raised their heads, looking at Zhong Qingye with bright eyes, the surprise and pleading in their eyes were obvious.
They don't care about having a good meal, after all, the food in the palace is not bad, but being able to go out for fun is an irresistible temptation for these girls.
There are many rules in the palace, including leaving the palace. The original rule is that even the princess cannot leave the palace at will without the permission of the prince. And once these little serving girls sell themselves into the palace,
If you don't do it right, you won't be able to get out for the rest of your life.
Of course, Zhong Qingye never cares about these rules, and she doesn't need to say hello to Qi Mo when she wants to go out. Qi Mo also knows her temperament, so he doesn't pay much attention to it. But for these girls, they can do anything.
A trip to the house, even just walking on the street, is a luxurious pleasure.
However, Zhong Qingye refused to let them get what they wanted, and she still remembered her unforgettable nagging.
With the four girls looking at her eagerly in a good mood, Zhong Qingye stretched out his hand to pull Qi Mo up, took the initiative to put his arm around him, and said loudly: "My dear, come and go out with me to play."
"Dear," Huang Ying and the four girls were stunned when they heard the words. They were dumbfounded at the princess who was having an intimate comparison with the prince. However, Hong Ying had become accustomed to Zhong Qingye's occasional sarcasm along the way and knew that she did it on purpose.
He didn't care. As for Xi Zang, he simply had no expression.
Qi Mo's thoughts, in this sentence "Dear", are full of joy. Zhong Qingye rarely speaks or behaves affectionately towards him, but every time, no matter what the reason is, it always gives him an extreme surprise.
It feels like, let alone going out to play, she just wants the moon in the sky right now, and Qi Mobao will probably find a way to get it to her.
He generously wrapped his arms around her waist, Qi Mo raised the corners of his mouth and smiled an unprecedented tenderness: "Okay, I just want to take you somewhere."
"Let's go then." Zhong Qingye snapped his fingers, looked at the four girls' expressions of satisfaction, and pulled Qi Mo out of the room.
Outside the house, the sun is just right, and the golden light shines on the blue bricks of the palace, giving it a simple and bright color. The courtyard is colorful. Although it is not the state of a hundred flowers blooming, it is full of colors. The bright colors match the emerald green grass.
Together, it is absolutely a wonderful visual enjoyment.
Zhong Qingye let go of Qi Mo's arm and stretched out in the sun. The warm light shone on his face, as comfortable as a gentle big hand, making people's mood brighter in an instant.
Qi Mo stood aside with a smile on her face. The sunlight cast a bright halo on the woman's hair. Her smile seemed to melt with the sunlight. Her eyelashes were thick, and under her dark eyes, there was an indescribable worry swallowed up.
"Hey, can you tell me where you want to take me?" Zhong Qingye turned his head, his lazy expression was like a cat under the golden light, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was what Qi Mo was willing to do.
The arc of giving everything.
"You will know when the time comes." Qi Mo deliberately tried to show off, stepped forward and put his arms around her waist, hugging her towards the door.
"Stingy." Zhong Qingye leaned lazily in his arms and let him lead her away without forgetting to complain.
Qi Mo smiled slightly and did not answer.
There was a carriage parked outside the gate of the mansion, and a young boy was standing in front leading the horse. When he saw the two people coming out, he hurriedly bent down and saluted.
Looking at the carriage, Zhong Qingye's mouth twitched. She had to admit that because of the bastard thing Qi Mo had done, she now had an indescribable resistance to the carriage.
"Why a carriage again?" Zhong Qingye frowned, turned to Qi Mo, curled up the corner of his mouth, and looked unhappy. "Can't you just sit down?"
"You're not in good health yet, so it's best not to ride a horse." Qi Mo explained lightly. With a sudden smile, he approached her ear maliciously, lowered his head and bit her ear, and breathed softly: "
Don’t worry, I won’t do anything to make you shy.”
Zhong Qingye's face suddenly turned red, he glared at Qi Mo fiercely, took one step away from him and got into the carriage.
Qi Mo smiled leisurely behind her and followed her into the car.
After the two got on the carriage, the boy drove the horse. As the horse neighed, the carriage swayed forward along the street. There was a string of bells hanging on the edge of the carriage. When it moved slightly, it made a crisp sound.
sound.
The carriage had just started. Behind the big pillar on the side of the palace, a white coat swayed slightly. Feng Jin slowly walked out from behind. On his face, which was always gentle and as gentle as jade, the coldness was like a bone-eroding knife, radiating from the bottom of his eyes.
out.
As the carriage drove away quietly, the man slowly narrowed his pupils, turned around and walked into the palace.