"I'm sorry, I scared you princess." She quickly pulled out her handkerchief and covered her face. Ziqi looked around. The little Shuang girl's eyes were red, and the noses of her maids were too. Just Mama Rong was very calm. Is this so touching? Is it so sad? Why don't I feel it? Looking back at Yixiang, this guy was lying on her long clothes, half-squinted, her mouth still raised, her fingers were playing with her loose hair, grabbing, pulling, pulling, pulling, and pulling. This kid was very calm.

"Come here, take Mrs. Tang down to wash, and then make a cup of calming tea." She felt a little sad. Her nose was so sour that it was so bad. She bowed deeply and then went down first. She was quite calm and was still interested in eating her own tofu.

"You, help?" As they walked away, Yixiang suddenly spoke, sat up straight, and stared at him.

"What? She is the type you like?" His tone was a little more refreshed. As soon as he said this, he couldn't help but Xiang, and all the people in the hall laughed "puffed" and didn't even understand what he was doing. He just wanted to ask something like that. Yixiang laughed so hard that he was paralyzed. He covered his stomach, looked at him with tears in his eyes, opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but he couldn't speak for a long time.

Their smile made me wonder, and I actually laughed, just a fake smile, because everyone laughed, it was a little wrong for me not to laugh, right? But when I did this, they laughed even more exaggeratedly, Yixiang almost kowtowed to stop laughing, and his smile turned into a twitching mouth. "Why, stop!" I stood up, roared, and then returned to its original state.

"Princess, don't you have to be so wronged. I don't like it." Yixiang stopped laughing, and after saying that, he continued to laugh wildly. I'm wronged? Is there any? He wouldn't think I'm jealous, and then... Oh my God, I just couldn't breathe for a moment, so my voice was a little more. As for my grievance, maybe I felt a little sympathetic to her, but my expression was a little...

"Your Majesty, are you too self-indulgent?" Ziqi's fair little fingers provoked the laughing monster in front of him. Is he awkward face or a national face? It's cold and frosty, and a bloody and genre-shaped face. Could this guy still change his face? And he suddenly has awkward face and an oval face at once, which also makes him very confused. When he is angry, he is an oval face, and when he is relaxed, he is an awkward face. All ancient people are good at changing their faces?

"Hey, the princess doesn't have to be stubborn, I know." Yixiang said, took a deep breath and it took a long time to recover from his original state. Why is this guy so careless today? He actually laughed like this in the public. He is usually more etiquette than Mama Rong, and Mama Rong can't laugh as well.

"What?" Ziqi curled her lips and glared at Yixiang. This guy not only changed his face, but also had a very thick skin. After he and he had been with him for a long time, he would definitely be infected.

Yixiang sat back to Ziqi and continued to play with her soft hair. He really didn't get tired of playing with it. He really wanted to cut it off and shave it to see if her head shape was different. Then he opened it to see what it looked like inside and why he thought so strangely. This idea was too cruel and he couldn't bear it.

Ziqi's hair is simply the best in the world, and it may not even be found in the sky. "It hurts!" Yixiang actually pulled off a piece of hair, which was very thin and long. Ziqi covered the place that seemed to be pricked by a needle and pouted her mouth. Yixiang stretched out his slender fingers, pressed the place just now, and rubbed it gently. Everyone in the hall saw it clearly. Ziqi's face turned red after brushing. Did this kid embarrass me?

"Okay, okay." Ziqi pushed his hand away awkwardly, Yixiang took out his handkerchief, put his hair in it, and wrapped it up. Seeing this scene, Ziqi had a little cramp on her face and twitching the corners of her mouth. This guy has a weird habit of collecting hair? It's a pity that he has lived with him for so many months, but he doesn't know. I really hope that the person he married has no problem with his mind, otherwise it would be useless no matter how handsome he is.

"The prince is so infatuated." Mama Rong laughed and said it. For some reason, Mama Rong also became liked to tell jokes and was funny. These must have infected herself.

"This is a rare treasure, and this thing is only owned by the princess." This guy also started to make fun of it. He closed one eye and looked at himself. His eyes were simply his weapon. He could no longer look at him, otherwise he would not know who would die and die of blood.

"The princess is in the mansion, have she talked about her in the Prime Minister's mansion?" She asked in a tentative tone, her eyes observing her expression.

"How could the princess tell us this? If you want to say it, I'll tell the prince." She replied with a smile. Whether it's the princess or the princess, these two people are so pleasing to the eye. It's already a blessing to see her today. Her hair, figure, face, voice, and face are already deeply rooted in her heart. If it weren't for taking you to clean up or something, I could have watched it for a longer time. Thinking of this, she no longer smiled, turned around and glared at her, then walked around and ignored her.

Ziqi is usually too lazy to walk out of Zi'an City, and ordinary maids, guards, and eunuchs are not allowed to go in without permission, so it is very difficult to see her. She finally came to the main hall and the view was a little while before she could do anything. At this moment, her appearance was in her mind, her voice was in her ears. The prince was so handsome, and she was simply a perfect match with the princess. She was born with a couple, but if you say that, the seventh prince was too miserable, right? Seeing her in such an attitude, Mrs. Tang compared her posture behind her that she wanted to hit her head.

"Why don't you hurry up." She turned around and saw her hand stretching out, then she pointed to another place and talked about the scenery. It was strange. Could it be that she had an illusion? Hurry up and go back to see the princess, the princess. However, these scenery were ordered by the princess and the princess, and I remembered them. It was so comfortable. I was also very jealous of the maid Xiaoshuang. She could be with the princess and joked with the princess every day. When I looked at her, I was inexplicably jealous of her. Why?
Chapter completed!