Gu Yanqing sighed: "since I know that you are hurt, I will feel sorry for you, and you deliberately pretend to be hurt. Don't you mean to make me feel bad?"
"No Bai ruotong shook his head and explained, "I don't want to make your highness feel sad. I just want to find an excuse to talk to him. Your highness is angry with me. I'm very worried. I think about it. This is the only way for your highness to talk to me. "
"Be smart."
Gu Yanqing is helpless. He holds the face of the little girl in front of him. His bright eyes and white teeth are as beautiful as the autumn moon. His eyes seem to be filled with stars, shining with light. He can't see half of the timidity and tension.
Throat micro roll, Gu Yanqing helpless, he does not know what method to use to let the little girl in front of her own things nervous. The most trusted person beside her is a spy. If this matter falls into other people's hands, she will not have to be worried. But she smiles like a nobody.
"Your Highness is not angry?"
Bai Rutong blinked and asked with a smile.
"Laugh, you will cry sooner or later."
Gu Yanqing pinched the tip of her nose and scolded softly. But this complaining tone is full of doting. Hearing that he was not angry, Bai ruotong put down his position, took the lotus seed soup, blew the heat, scooped up a mouthful and handed it to his mouth with a smile: "Your Highness, have something to eat."
Gu Yanqing bowed her head and took a bite.
"How does it taste?" Bai Rutong asked expectantly. Gu Yanqing had eaten the food she cooked several times, but he didn't praise her well.
She really wanted to hear a serious compliment from Gu Yanqing.
"Not bad."
The soup she cooked is delicious, but if you praise it directly, the little girl's tail will go up to the sky. Gu Yanqing will not easily let her proud up, who let her always let him miss uncomfortable.
Bai ruotong flattened his mouth, took a sip with his spoon, and muttered in a low voice, "it's delicious. Do you have a taste problem?"
"It's so sweet." Gu Yanqing deliberately finds fault. The little girl is always confident in her own cooking skills. Being picked by Gu Yanqing, she immediately opens her eyes and closes the soup bowl directly to his mouth: "then you are so sweet!"
……
"Hoo... Hoo..."
The cool wind is blowing on the lattice of the window, and a shadow of people is passing by, and the candles in the room are swaying slightly. Another figure passed in a hurry, and the candle almost went out with the figure.
Orange ran after the figure and rushed out of the post station all the way through the wall and tile. When the figure stopped in the forest and turned around, his eyes were sharp, and deep laughter came from the veil, with a touch of irony.
“……”
Cheng'er stops and looks around. It's dark here, except for the "Hua La" sound of the wind blowing leaves, which is quiet.
"Who are you? What did you bring me here to do? " Asked orange.
"Of course it's taking your life!"
The man said, pulling out the sword and orange from his waist. The orange son slants over the body to jump a few meters far, the finger a Yang, a silver needle from the fingertip to shoot toward the person in black.
The man in black dodges. The next second, the sound of "dada dada" comes from the quiet forest. Orange cries in her heart. Just now, several people in black rush out of the empty forest and surround her.
……
"Miss!"
The door is suddenly broken. Bai ruotong looks back. Qi'er rushes into the room panting. She has no time to rest. She supports her waist and says anxiously: "Miss, it's not good! Sister orange... Sister orange may have an accident! "
"What happened to orange?" Bai asked.
Gu Yanqing gathered his smile from the corner of his mouth and his eyes were cold.