This Princess, Lu Ziye, Deserves To Be Favored!

Tsing Yi has done things like lighting a lamp and practicing swordsmanship at night.

But this kind of thing about reading a book at night...

The wicked woman has lived for so many years, and it is the first time she has been killed.

The calligraphy in that hand was written like chicken claws crawling. Sichen watched from the side, and the mosquitoes could be pinched by his brows.

"How miserable you are to offend the old white face, and actually let you study.

Ouch, you are ugly, can you recognize the **** you wrote? "

Si Chen couldn't bear to look directly, especially the way she was holding the pen.

You can hold a pen in such a way that you can dig your heart out. You are also amazing.

"Ah—it's annoying!"

Tsing Yi looked at his pile of words crawling with chicken claws, and irritably moved it into a ball of paper and threw it on the ground.

His hands and feet were kicking in disorder, like a little **** who was anxious.

The ball of paper had just been moved, and she picked it up again with a sad face, flattened the folds and continued to write, biting the pen as she wrote.

Si Chen looked at her like that, it was really hard to see.

Shaking his head, he went outside.

"Let you grind ink where are you going!"

The grumpy voice of the wicked woman came from behind.

"I brought some dried fish from the human world. Would you like it as a supper for you?"

"I want it! Hurry up!"

Si Chen rolled her eyes at her and strode out.

Just a few steps out of the gate, I saw a figure standing under the shadowy tree in the corner of the courtyard. The figure almost merged with the darkness, and the slightest breath was not exposed.

It is clear that he can hide himself, and he does not know how long he has been standing here.

The minister frowned and looked back into the hall. A certain scumbag who was reading at night with the lights on was concentrating on copying books, and he didn't notice it at all.

Well……

Probably not.

Anyway, no one can tell if the wicked woman is going to pretend to be stupid.

"If you don't go in, how boring is Pestle to look at here?" Si Chen walked to the shadows to wash, imitating the other side to stand against the wall.

Mo Chi's brows were a bit gloomy, and a bleak smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "Just make sure she's all right."

The minister looked at him for a while, and couldn't help but pouted, "Why do you look like the two men in the book of words with a virtue?"

"Zhu Heishui, it's almost done. The two bitter boys are not going to end well. They have to die for the old ladies. You are still good. Anyway, this evil lady still has a conscience for you."

Mo Chi rolled his eyes at him, "I wish she had no conscience."

Treat her so well, she can't wait to take it all out.

No matter how hard your mouth is, what's the use of putting yourself at risk for the sake of others.

Others do good deeds and do not keep their names, and even if she does good deeds, she will turn herself into a villain.

"You know her stinky virtue." Si Chen snorted, but his eyes were warmer than ever before, "I hate her when I see her, but ah... I can't do it without her."

After he finished speaking, he patted Mochi on the shoulder, "I'm gone, I can't get the dried fish back, she's going to go crazy again. You have to do it yourself, she's being irritable right now."

Shi Chen finished rubbing oil on the soles of his feet.

Mo Chi was in the shadows at this moment, staring at his toes, and sighed faintly.

He raised his head, facing a pair of playful eyes.

"You put it there and prepare to take root and sprout? Do I have to come out to invite you in person?" Tsing Yi glared at him, frowning.

Mochi walked out of the shadows, Jun's face had the usual sloppy smile again, and his eyes were full of evil light, "What are you doing so fierce, I heard that you were looking for me when you woke up, why, miss me already?"

Tsing Yi tutted twice, "Your brazenness is really enduring! Of course I want to find you, if you don't come out, I don't care who collects the debt!"

Mochi walked up to her, across the threshold, and smiled at her, "What debt do you want, when will I owe you money again, you scumbag?"

"Hey, I think I would die for the sake of Miaomiao and sacrifice myself to become a devil. You don't even know how grateful you are to be moved? Feel free to compensate me for something wrong!"

Tsing Yi pinched his waist and shook his legs, in the posture of a ruffian and a rascal.

Constantly boasting, acting is exaggerated and pretentious.

Mo Chi looked at the way she was trying to take credit for herself, and her heart was extremely obscure, this little scumbag...

Isn't it because he is afraid that he will blame himself and feel uncomfortable?

So I deliberately used such an accent to tell the story jokingly.

Obviously, he just went to play with righteousness and awe-inspiring, and gave up his life, but he had to say that he was doing it for the benefit.

Say she's smart.

how stupid...

Mo Chi suppressed the obscurity in his heart and imitated her sullen smile.

"I am a miserable little family in the demon world, but I have nothing to compensate you, no money, but one person. Do you want it? It's okay for me to be a real mistress for a while."

Tsing Yi immediately showed disgust.

"Bah, you're so stingy and stingy, you should be a bachelor for the rest of your life."

"Tsk tsk tsk, I'll rely on you as a bachelor. Anyway, your underworld Yin Si family has a great career, so you can give me this meal."

After Mo Chi finished speaking, he walked past her and walked towards the door.

When he entered the door and saw the room full of paper **** and ink, he immediately frowned.

"Where are you drawing the talisman? Who are you going to cast a spell on? This is it?"

He picked up a piece of paper on the table and stared at it for a long time, his eyes almost narrowed into slits, he finally gave up and looked at Tsing Yi: "Dare to ask which world's writing is this? You created it yourself?"

"Illiterate." Tsing Yi walked over, grabbed the paper, and carefully laid it on the table. This was the result of her writing all night. "It's called a pen and a dragon and snake. Do you understand, everyone's calligraphy is so freehand."

You call this freehand?

You can do it, okay, how old is your poor old man.

I'm not afraid that your few lines of chicken feet will directly poke out his already dim old eyes.

""Six Realms Official School"? Isn't this something that those little demons and ghosts only read when they were enlightened? That old man in your family asked you to copy it?" Mo Chi picked up the scroll next to him and flipped it twice:

"He can insult people. Three-year-olds can recite things like this. Copying this will make you look down on you."

After he finished speaking, he saw Tsing Yi standing beside him, his face a bit ugly.

Mo Chi raised his brows, glanced at her chicken paws again, and then moved his eyes to her dark paws.

"Scumbag." Heishui'er narrowed his eyes, "Don't say that you don't even know anything in this "Six Realms Official School"..."

provoke.

The self-esteem of the wicked woman was trampled into the mud!

Dare to love, you are all academic masters, just my mother is a scumbag!

It's something that a three-year-old kid can carry!

"Go go go! Go to the old lady!"

The wicked woman turned into anger, and she punched and kicked at Mochi.

The skinny prince was beaten by her, and he gasped for breath.

"Scumbag, you promised not to slap in the face!"

"You're really hitting on me, alas... You can't kick me there!"

"You want to make my candle dragon clan unbeatable!!!"

In the house, there was a constant scuffle, screaming and begging for mercy, but no one saw the smile that flashed in Mochi's eyes.

Pampered, but self-blame.

Little scumbag, I owe you so much.

I'm afraid it's not clear yet...

The only thing I can do for you is to let you out when you are upset.

So ah, you must hit me a little more, a little harder, and let me remember it hurts.

Let me always remember you.

[Author's digression]: Today's second chapter