The concubine is haunted, my lord, please pay attention

"...Well..." He leaned close to her back and whispered, "It wasn't before, but it is now."

After hearing his answer, my heart seemed to be relieved.

Guo Yixue stopped talking, just turned over and nestled into his arms, chose a comfortable position, and closed her eyes.

This is enough, whether he is perfunctory himself or telling the truth.

Anyway... Anyway, it's almost time to implement the plan... Isn't it?

Seeing that she seemed no longer curious, Yun Qingmin relaxed her tense nerves.

Holding her waist tightly, the corners of his lips raised slightly.

**

Lianhua stood by the door, looking left and right, not forgetting to report the situation to the people inside from time to time: "Princess, no one has approached yet."

"Keep watching!"

The person inside replied in a low voice, followed by a rustling sound.

Guo Yixue put all the things in the room that he needed to go out into a bag, and when he was choosing which wooden comb to bring, a lotus coughed violently from outside:

"Cough! Cough! Cough! King, lord, cough...Sorry, my servant's throat is a bit uncomfortable...cough..."

Guo Yixue's heart skipped a beat, he turned around and casually tied the bundle on the table, quickly threw it under the bed, then returned to the vanity mirror, put down his hair, picked up the wooden comb and combed it over and over again. He said while tidying up his somewhat shortness of breath.

Yun Qingmin frowned and looked at Lianhua, whose face was flushed from coughing, and said coldly: "Go and prescribe the medicine, and don't spread the disease to the princess."

"Yes, my lord." Lianhua coughed again, half covered her mouth with her hands, and lowered her head.

He strode into the room, took the wooden comb in Guo Yixue's hand, and combed it for her: "Liangzi, why did you put your hair down again?"

Guo Yixue looked at him through the bronze mirror, and the corner of her mouth twitched: "I had an urge to cut my hair."

"Ah?" He seemed to be taken aback, his black eyes looked at her a little excitedly: "No, Ryoko, what a beautiful hair, what a pity to cut it..."

"Huh?" She frowned: "If you want it, then cut it for your collection."

"Ah..." Afraid that she would really cut it off, he hurriedly said, "No, Ryoko, just keep it, it looks so pretty..."

"Does it make me ugly if I cut it off?"

"No, no, Ryoko looks good in everything..."

"So, let's cut it..." As she said that, she opened the small grid of the wooden table and muttered: "Where are the scissors placed..."

"No, Liangzi..." He stretched out his hand to hold her wrist, his black eyes were pitiful: "Liangzi, don't cut it..."

Guo Yixue paused, turned around, and winked at him: "I'm just kidding you, idiot."

He knelt down, looked at her at the same level, and pursed his lips a little aggrieved: "Liangzi likes to lie to me..."

"Good boy," she grinned and touched the top of his head, "I won't lie to you next time."

He lowered his head as if he was discouraged, and let her ravage his hair: "If Liangzi wants to lie to me, she can lie to me, and only Liangzi can lie to me..."

"Tsk tsk, like a resentful woman." After hearing what he said, she smiled even more happily: "My dear, how pitiful."

She leaned down and kissed his forehead.

Yun Qingmin stretched out his hand to touch the place she had kissed, smiled foolishly, then kissed her on the forehead, and said with a serious face, "Reciprocity is the norm."

"It will break."

The two smiled at each other.

The lotus outside the door wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.

Fortunately, the princess moved quickly...

Fortunately, she is conscientious enough to take the wind seriously...

**

Yun Qingmin stood on the eaves of one of the rooms in the palace.

He narrowed his black eyes, looking from afar at Guo Yixue, who was very excited to play while watering flowers and weeds in the back garden.

The corners of the lips are slightly hooked, and the bottom of the eyes is full of love.

After a while, he glanced at Wen Beiyao who was standing aside, "What's up?" After asking, he turned his gaze to Guo Yixue.

Wen Beiyao followed his gaze and sighed helplessly: "Yes."

Yun Qingmin's body froze slightly.

The corners of the raised lips drooped.

After a while, he opened his lips: "Yes, what action?"

Wen Beiyao withdrew his gaze, looked at Yun Qingmin next to him, and said, "The burden is hidden under your bed."

His hand moved slightly, "Are you sure?"

"Well, what's in the bag are all necessities for going out." Wen Beiyao saw that his face started to turn cold, paused, and continued: "That maid, Lianhua doesn't seem to know what she wants to do, she thought it was her I want to surprise you."

surprise?

The black pupils were still moving following the movement of Guo Yixue in the distance, but the cloying love was gone, and there was only peace left.

And the baggage...

Wen Beiyao glanced at him, and then said: "So every time you appear, that maid coughs, it's a code, it's a very boring code. Every time the maid coughs, she immediately throws the burden into the bag. Under the bed, and then, you showed up, and then, you know."

After a period of depressive dullness, it was Yun Qingmin's voice that sounded like a smile but not a smile:

"no yet?"

Wen Beiyao was silent, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "Well, it's like this at the moment."

"Okay, got it." His voice was weak.

Wen Beiyao was a little uncertain: "Would you like to continue?"

"..."

My heart tightened inexplicably.

It seems to feel sad for the master.

"continue."

He heard himself reply in this way.

Is it because she is afraid that she will secretly prepare everything?

Is it because she is afraid that she will leave without knowing it?

No, absolutely not.

He, Yun Qingmin, would not be the kind of person who would be irritable, flustered, and worried because of a woman.

However, another person named 'Dayun' would be irritable, flustered and worried because of a woman named 'Liangzi'.

Liangzi, tell me, what should I do, so that you can dispel the idea of ​​running away from me?

There was a sarcastic arc on the corner of his lips, and even he was laughing at his ridiculous question.

Wen Beiyao looked at him for a while, not knowing whether to be happy or helpless for the person in front of him.

How could Yun Qingmin, who was cold-blooded, ruthless and decisive in his actions before, become so uneasy when he encountered Guo Yixue?

Shaking his head, he can't take care of other people's affairs.

Wen Beiyao said, "I'll go first." Then he tiptoed and quickly disappeared over the eaves.

Yun Qingmin stood on the eaves for a while before starting to fly towards the back garden.