Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 782 The Tyrant's Little Princess (34) (Add more)

"Aw..." It lay down silently, and then watched his tall figure walk into the golden gauze tent.

His ears drooped slightly, and he sighed silently.

It's not easy for her in this world.

The little white tiger rolled over and was completely buried in the soft cushion.

Yawning, the tiger's mouth opened, revealing its sharp fangs.

While waiting for Que Yan to fall asleep, it recalled what Lian'er said during the day.

He flicked his tail boredly, and thoughtful in his azure blue pupils.

What Lian'er said was clear, and she wanted her to see the true colors of Princess Pingyang and his wife.

Although she could understand her intentions, there was one thing that was very strange.

How could a court lady, who lived in the deep palace for a long time, know so much about the outside world?
Did she know whether Pingyang was harshly criticized in the prime minister's mansion?
Yun Si felt that this did not make sense.

If Yingchun had replaced these news, no matter how hard she tried to inquire, she might not know so many inside stories.

As for this Lian'er, the inside story comes as soon as she opens her mouth. It seems that she was the one who passed the news of King Lin's sudden death to Yingchun last time. She...
Yun Si narrowed her eyes, her heart sank slightly.

When Yingchun told her that the people in Changle Palace were a little strange, she didn't pay attention at that time.

But now, thinking about it carefully, the envy in Princess Pingyang's eyes during the day seems to have explained everything.

Her food and clothing costs are indeed too good, too good to be weird.

Everyone in Changle Palace respected her and worshiped her like a porcelain doll.

Eunuch Wang's previous attitude was also very strange, he was unreasonably kind to her, and said that he could trouble him at any time if there was anything to do.

Not to mention the brocade clothes, satins, jewellery, rouge and gouache that the office in charge sent over on time every day and every month, it was almost too much for her palace to fit.

Looking at it this way, are these all his orders?

Baihu raised his small head and looked at the people inside the veil calmly.

The azure blue gem-like tiger pupils are faint, as if they would glow in the dark night.

Once the answer in my heart appears, I will keep looking for evidence for it to prove that my conclusion is correct.

Hearing the sound of steady breathing gradually coming from over there, it lowered its head and lightly jumped down to the ground.

When the thick meat pad stepped on the smooth ground, there was no sound, as light as the moonlight tonight.

Lifting the curtain familiarly, in an instant, the woman in plain white long brocade clothes landed on the pure gold ground, as light as snowflakes.

She squatted halfway beside the dragon bed, with her small face pressed against the sill of the bed, and her black hair was covered by the moonlight all over the hem of her skirt.

Jing Jing looked at the person sleeping on the bed, her beautiful eyebrows and eyes gradually became absent-minded.

Staring at him silently, I wanted to ask in my heart, but didn't dare.

Afraid of waking him up, she was always extra careful.

However, even if it was his order, she didn't seem to be happy about it.

She was paid more because of her meritorious service in mourning.

Another day he remembered and wanted to marry her, then she——

Yun Si sighed inwardly, but remained silent.

Seeing his eyes closed, his chiseled profile, her cheeks puffed up slightly, and her nose unconsciously took two more breaths.

The night was dark and windy, no one was around, and he fell asleep again
Yun Si blinked her eyes, and a thought suddenly flashed across her.

I didn't dare before because I was afraid that he would wake up halfway and find her.

But after so many days, he would not wake up even if she occasionally made a small movement.

Is that not
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