Liao Yan glanced at her white and tender face, and Qing Shang came with fresh iced milk.ωωw.Bǐqυgétν.℃ǒM
The main hall has been basically tidied up, and several maids carrying vases come and go from time to time.
Nan Qing sat on a soft chair, and Liao Yan also sat down. She glanced at him and said nothing.
Qingshang put down the milk and happened to see the wet hem of the princess's skirt. She immediately whispered in her ear: "Your Highness, your skirt is wet. Go over there and change your clothes. Don't catch a cold."
"We'll go later." Nan Qing didn't care. It was still very hot in early autumn, and she wasn't cold at all.
Qingshang had no choice but to give up and watch the maids working to make sure they didn't put things in the wrong place.
Liao Yan put a bowl of iced milk in front of him. Before he picked it up, he smelled the sweet and greasy smell and the fragrance of milk.
Nan Qing took a sip of his own and frowned slightly, as if he was not satisfied with the taste.
"Liao Yan, have you eaten the milk cake I gave you last time?"
Liao Yan didn't understand why she asked these questions and asked him to sit in the room. Didn't she hate eunuchs? She still wrapped her hands in a handkerchief and squeezed his clothes.
"Eat it, it tastes good."
"Oh?" Nan Qing's eyes were full of expectation: "Since you think the milk cake tastes good, you should also like this bowl of iced milk. It has a lot of honey added, and it tastes better than this bowl of mine." The last sentence.
Feeling aggrieved, she looked at his bowl eagerly: "Normally, I don't want to touch others. I hope you drink my milk and investigate the assassin's affairs more carefully. I hope you can catch those traitors as soon as possible."
Have a peaceful sleep.”
Liao Yan looked dull. The assassination that night really scared her, and she learned to bribe him, but she bribed him with a bowl of sweet and greasy things...
"Your Highness, there is no need to be like this. It is our family's duty to investigate the case and catch the traitors."
"Liao Yan, take a sip." Nan Qing urged him.
Liao Yan didn't really want to drink it. It smelled very sweet and he didn't like it.
"Do you dislike the things I sent you?"
The little princess looked at him with her big eyes open.
"No."
Liao Yan picked it up and took a sip, looking unhappy.
It was indeed very sweet and very greasy. How could she drink this kind of thing? No wonder her teeth were broken. She even had toothache and she dared to drink this kind of sweet milk every day.
When Nan Qing saw that he was satisfied after drinking, he immediately said: "I will live here in the future. Liao Yan, I heard that the eunuchs with swords around you are all very good at martial arts. I asked them to come to my place when patrolling."
Take a walk around the palace, and I will leave the security of this palace to you in the future."
Liao Yan: "..."
A small mouthful of milk is a bit pricey.
The little princess's calculations are all on the surface, but they are also very clear. Not only does she not let herself suffer a little loss, she simply wants to take advantage of him!
Liao Yan found it funny.
He knew clearly what she had planned, but he still followed her in, sat down, took a sip of the unpleasant stuff, and fell into her trap.
Liao Yan was funny and a little irritable at the same time. He raised his eyes and stared at the person drinking the white milk with his dark and cold eyes, "Your Highness, I am afraid that Your Majesty will not like the eunuch approaching you. Your safety will be protected by your own guards."
She hated eunuchs, and the emperor naturally hated eunuchs approaching his precious daughter.
It's obvious that this place is different from other places. There are no eunuchs in Nangong Qing'er's palace. They are all palace maids and guards.
Liao Yan's eyes were a little scary. She didn't look directly at him and said in a soft voice: "My father is most concerned about the safety of this palace. With the eunuch with a knife by your side to patrol, this palace will be safer. Father has
What’s not to like?”
Liao Yan said nothing.
"This matter has been settled. Thinking about it this way, I am afraid that the safest place in this palace in the future is this palace. If I can still be disturbed by assassinations, Liao Yan, this is your dereliction of duty."
One sip of milk meant that he had to protect her instead. If something happened to her, would she blame him? The little princess's calculations were loud and clear.
Nan Qing finished the milk in her small cup and looked at Liao Yan's bowl which was basically untouched. She was a little greedy, but she still couldn't help but look at it. She stood up and said, "This dress is wet and uncomfortable..."
"Are you going to change your clothes for His Highness?" Liao Yan stood up. Although he was asking, he had already raised his hand.
Nan Qing struggled with his eyes, put his hand on his forearm, and was helped into the inner hall by Liao Yan.
There were only two people inside the screen.
Nan Qing opened his arms slightly and lowered his beautiful eyes, obviously feeling uncomfortable.
Liao Yan stood in front of her, much taller than her. Such a height was extremely oppressive. His slender fingers tore off the belt on her chest, causing a large piece of her skirt to fall off instantly.
My chest felt cold, and my bright yellow bellyband embroidered with orchids was exposed. I had a flat abdomen, a small waist, and was extremely white and tender.
Her eyelashes trembled and she dared not move.
Liao Yan glanced at her and stretched out his hand to continue undressing her.