Don't run away

Chapter 42 The male majoring in fairy literature, the female supporting role 3

Chapter 42 The male majoring in fairy literature, the female supporting role 3
"your Highness!"

The two bowed their heads respectfully and knelt there.

"Get me dressed."

After Song Qingyu finished speaking, the expressions of the two maids were a little strange. It was late at night, and the princess still had to wear clothes.

"I want the kind of obscene clothes that are more comfortable to wear."

After Song Qingyu finished speaking, the two court ladies immediately understood.

They all got up on the ground one after another and began to look for clothes. After a while, each of them was holding a piece of tulle in their hand, but the color was different.

Song Qingyu suddenly had a headache, could these two people not understand human language?
"I don't want this!"

Song Qingyu frowned for a while, "Go and find me someone who won't reveal herself."

"Yes!"

Seeing Song Qingyu getting angry, the two of them trembled in fright.

I hurried to look for it, and finally found a white dress with patterns on the neckline and cuffs.

Song Qingyu looked better now, and she asked them to wait for her to put it on.

She sat down, took a sip of the tea on the table.

"Where is Yueer!"

"Ms. Yue'er is not in the palace for the time being. The princess wants to eat plum cake today, so she went out of the palace to buy it."

Hearing Song Qingyu's sudden inquiry to Yue'er, the two maids were startled and said quickly.

Of course, what they said was also a little careless.

Ordinary princesses always listen to Sister Yueer. Sister Yueer is in charge of the princess mansion alone. In fact, she only needs to take good care of Sister Yueer.

Princess, it's fine to be hypocritical.

At this time, when the princess asked, the two tried their best to exonerate Yue'er, after all, elder sister Yue'er usually took care of them a lot.

"Snapped--"

Song Qingyu threw the teacup in his hand on the table.

The table was that kind of marble, light porcelain, which fell on it and instantly became shards.

"Give you a cup of tea, let Yueer appear here immediately, or you will all die."

Song Qingyu said coldly.

Of course, she could also see the laziness in the eyes of these two court ladies.

It seems that this Yue'er is in the princess mansion, with her arms stretched out very long.

This led to the fact that after the princess died, they also had the opportunity to escape to the ring to open it. .

"Yes Yes Yes……"

The two maids had stayed in the princess mansion for so long, and they had never seen the princess lose their temper like this. They were startled and knelt down one after another.

"Get out!"

Song Qingyu didn't look at them.

The two ran out in desperation, and hurried to find Yue'er.

Song Qingyu picked up the teapot on one side and poured tea into the other cup.

Then he drank slowly again.

After taking a few sips of a cup of tea, I heard the sound of footsteps outside.

Yue'er walked in front, holding a tray in her hand, inside the tray were delicate plum blossom cakes.

She was wearing a female officer's uniform, the neckline was a little loose, and she was in a hurry to put it on, and her hair was still dripping with water.

Obviously, Ang Long Aotian and Ang Long Aotian had just had a tumultuous time in the hot spring.

No, there is still a blush on his face, originally only seven points of beauty, but because of this blush, he has turned into an eight-point beauty.

"What is the reason why the princess hastily called the slave over here, but to eat this plum cake."

Yue'er had a smile on her face, she didn't know if it was because of the shyness she acquired after the love just now, or because of the heat in the hot spring.

While speaking, he brought the plum cake to Song Qingyu.

(End of this chapter)

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