"How dare you, who allowed you to hug me!" Nan Qing struggled.
Liao Yan was tall and strong, so Nan Qing struggled for a long time but couldn't get out of his arms.
Liao Yan said soothingly: "Your Highness, please don't move around, and don't fall. If you fall, our family will feel bad."
"Liao Yan, what on earth are you going to do?"
"We just want to show His Highness a birthday gift. Many people will give gifts to His Highness tomorrow, and we want to be the first to give gifts."
Liao Yan did not carry her through the main entrance, but went out directly through the window of the bedroom. The back wall of her palace was connected to the backyard of Mozhu Pavilion. Liao Yan led the people over the wall effortlessly.
The little princess had never flown around like this before. She was so scared that she grabbed his clothes and lay in his arms. The look of her hair just now completely disappeared.
There were little eunuchs all the way to Mozhu Pavilion, and Liao Yan walked by in a grand manner while holding people in his arms. Nan Qing was so ashamed and angry that she could only bury her face in his arms, thinking that this way, others would not recognize her.
Chen An had just finished his dinner. He had eaten three plates of snacks and his stomach was full, so he walked around the backyard and saw a woman in the arms of their governor. Although the woman did not show her face, she had such a figure and such clothes.
You'll know who it is at a glance.
Chen An was so shocked that he almost vomited out the three plates of snacks.
What's going on?
The Governor held the Sixth Princess in his arms, as cautiously as if he were holding some peerless treasure.
Moreover, he was even carried into his own room!
The door to Liao Yan's room closed.
Nan Qing was so nervous that she was put on a chair by Liao Yan.
Liao Yan turned around to get something. After a while, he came out holding a big wooden box. It seemed that this was her birthday gift.
Nan Qing was furious: "How could you just bring me here? How do you want me to go back?"
"How our family brought you here, we will send you back the same way."
In the past, he would pretend to give her the feeling that he was just a eunuch's slave. He was the slave and she was the master. But now, Liao Yan no longer pretends.
Nan Qing got up angrily and started to leave. She strode to the door and stretched out her hand to open the door. However, a big palm pressed down on the door and she couldn't open it at all.
Nan Qing turned around and glared at him: "Liao Yan, don't go too far, I am a princess!"
Liao Yan's eyes were dark: "We just want to give the princess a birthday gift."
"Is there anyone in the world who would give you a birthday gift like this?"
"Probably not." Liao Yan's expression gradually softened, and his feminine voice also softened a lot. He coaxed: "Your Highness, please take a look at the ceremony first. After reading it, it won't be too late to scold us."
When talking to her, you must not be confrontational, you can only coax her.
He held the door with one hand, and she leaned against the door panel with her back, with Liao Yan's chest in front of her.
He has brought her here, that's all. Does she have any other choice?
The door couldn't be opened, so we had to follow his instructions and go downhill.
Nan Qing: "Let's take a look."
Liao Yan took her to a chair and sat down, then put the big wooden box on the table and opened it one by one.
As soon as he opened the contents inside, Nan Qing's attention was attracted. It was an extremely gorgeous head and face, and the other box contained a set of gorgeous palace clothes.
"This is something made by the craftsman of the previous dynasty. The head, face and clothes match each other." Liao Yan simply introduced it.
But Nan Qing was surprised by the origin. It was a thing from the previous dynasty, a head and face made by a royal craftsman.
This thing is rare and can be regarded as a rare treasure.
And this should be worn for weddings.
Nan Qing stretched out his hand to touch the embroidery on his clothes, then picked up the Bu Yao in his head, and stroked the pendant on it with his white and tender fingers: "It's so beautiful."
Liao Yan saw her smile and felt satisfied.
In the past half month, he has been having a headache about what birthday gift he should give her. This is not an ordinary birthday, it is the day when she gets haircut, which means she can get married.
After much thought, Liao Yan wanted to give her a wedding dress and a wedding dress, and it was so good that it was irreplaceable, and she would definitely wear it.
Of course, she can't even think about getting married to someone else in this outfit...
"Your Highness, do you want to wear it?"
"think."
Which woman can refuse to wear nice clothes? Nan Qing couldn't do it anyway, she was completely attracted.
But when Liao Yan's rough fingers came to take off her clothes, she came back to her senses.
"It's too late today. Let's wear it next time. Liao Yan, please send me back quickly." She wanted to leave.
She had been to Mozhu Pavilion many times, but every time she walked in by herself. This time it was Liao Yan who kidnapped her.
She had never entered Liao Yan's bedroom. The room was deserted and deserted, with simple furnishings and dark bedding on the bed.
Even though Liao Yan was a eunuch, she would be afraid if a man and a woman were alone in the same room.
Liao Yan felt a little regretful when she heard her refusal, but it didn't matter if she thought about it. He would wear it for her later, so there was no rush.
Liao Yan closed the box and walked towards Nan Qing. Nan Qing took a step back warily: "What do you want to do?"
"Let's take His Highness back home."
"I don't want you to hug me." Nan Qing refused outright.
Liao Yan didn't force it, "Then let's take His Highness home and take the main entrance."
Liao Yan turned around and opened the door to his room, but the person inside did not move.
Nan Qing stood there, his face turning red.
No one in her palace knew about her coming out, and even Qing Shang didn't know. If she went in through the main entrance, wouldn't she tell others that she and Liao Yan...
The best thing is to go back as you came, quietly.
But what is she guilty of? Obviously she and Liao Yan have nothing.
Nan Qing was so angry that she could only glare at Liao Yan.
Liao Yan stood at the door waiting for her with a calm expression, as if it had nothing to do with him.
Nan Qing flicked his sleeves and strode up to him: "Be gentle when you hug me. Your hands hurt my waist just now, Eunuch Liao."
Eunuch Liao felt like he was gnashing his teeth when he heard this sentence.
Liao Yan knew her temperament clearly. When she was unhappy, she liked to call him Eunuch Liao in a weird way.
Liao Yan reached out and gently picked her up, bumped her up, held her tightly, and gently stroked her waist with his fingers: "Will this still hurt?"
Nan Qing's waist was itchy, and when he touched it with his fingers, she couldn't help but tremble reflexively.ъìＱυＧΕtＶ.℃ǒΜ
Her voice softened: "It doesn't hurt, don't talk nonsense, and send me back quickly. I have to get up early tomorrow to freshen up, and I need to have a good rest tonight."
"Um."
Liao Yan carried the man to the wall and turned over.
Nan Qing thought that Liao Yan had sent her back, and if he left, the farce would be over tonight.
Unexpectedly, after a while, Liao Yan climbed over the wall and window again and came in.
"What else are you doing?"
Liao Yan held up the wooden box in his hand: "Gift."
"..."
Look, I could have brought her the birthday gift to show her, but I had to take her to Mozhu Pavilion.
"Put it down, you can go."
Liao Yan said in a soft voice: "Your Highness, I wish you a happy birthday."