Return wind inexplicably felt that the back of the neck was a little cool. I turned around and looked at the night. Well, it must be the night wind!
"Your Highness, are we still going back to our study?"
Mo Lian turned her head and looked at the dim light in the dormitory. She sighed to the night: life is hard! I don't know when I'll be able to enter the room
"Your Highness?" Reluctant to part with his eyes make complaints about his highness, he feel shy about Tucao.
Sir, I can't see the little girl in one evening. You will report on time in the morning tomorrow!
Do you want the whole thing to be like goodbye? Bah, bah, bah! No life, no death!
"Let's go." Molian students wilted their heads and put their hands into the sleeves. They turned around pitifully and walked away.
Along the way, the wind blows, the back is bleak, and the feet are staggering on a thick layer of snow!
But Huifeng couldn't help but gasping and Thinking: what is the master playing? The little girl is not here!
You play so well that the little girl can't see you at all, let alone keep you!
How does the study wronged you? If you take your cultivation seriously, you can get to the study in three seconds.
However, you have to walk like a turtle walking in the snow.
In the study cubicle small bedroom early put the bath water, filled the silver silk charcoal, has made the hot tea all ready, short you what!
Mo Lian left not for a while, the bedroom window opened a seam, Qiao Baobao a pair of big eyes looked out from the gap.
By the cold wind under the snow night, a trace of snow drifted in my eyes, so cool!
She narrowed her eyes slightly, closed the window, jumped to bed and made a new quilt, but her little head couldn't touch the poor back of the prince in the cold wind.
If it's still snowing late tomorrow, isn't it Shouldn't he be rushed to the study? There's no problem staying all night. I don't know whether the study is warm or not.
This was originally his bedroom, but when he came, he was occupied by magpie, nest and dove.
Well Tomorrow
Joe turned over with his arms around the quilt, curled up and fell asleep.
In the morning of the next day, the tree was awakened by a chirp and opened its eyes for a while.
Three thumb sized black winged butterflies fluttered up to her.
They're back! The tree immediately opened the quilt and sat up.
"Little master, little master." The voice of little crisscross sang sounded in her ear, "the mansion you asked to check is very busy these two days."
"Tell me." The tree puts clothes on itself, urging.
"The family started to make a fuss the night before." Little said briskly, "first there is a thief in the house. The thief sneaks into the study to steal things. I've been caught. "
"Last night it was a series of dramas. A group of people came to the mansion, saying that they had the news to catch the robbers. "
"The one who went into the study and stole?"
"Yes, yes, that's him!"
"But the second prince's residence, is it so easy to search?" The tree was stunned.
The mansion that she had let little butterfly keep a close eye on was the second prince's mansion.
"Hahaha, the man who searched is arrogant. It's said that the bandit stole the things of the lady of the imperial concubine, and the wind came to investigate. I can't help but search the man's mansion. "
"Small happy smile way," small butterfly said, what didn't find, that river bandit finally disappeared. It's funny! "