Prince: Your Princess is Exposed

"No Si Junling gave a profound smile.

This is basically a man with facial paralysis for ten thousand years.

It's rare to see such an obvious smile.

Young words couldn't help shivering.

There's always a bad feeling.

"The Lord has thought it out and won't stick it, will he?" He said with a smile.

Si Junling slowly out of the voice, "order people to paste in your bedside, let you look at day by day."

"Young words corner of the eye twitch," Lord, can I refuse

Si Junling also specially counted the Xuan paper in front of him and handed it to the young man, "three in all."

Young words:

"Wang Ye, discuss it. Can I paste it myself?" Since you can't hide such ugly handwriting, don't disgrace people everywhere.

Si Junling nodded a little.

A sigh of relief came from his youth.

Silently will be in front of the calligraphy to receive back.

Can't help but glance at Si Junling.

The heart is dark.

I haven't seen such a stingy man. It's absolutely necessary to report.

The young man thought in his heart and said directly, "Lord, I just gave Wanbian imperial concubine a little pain, so you deliberately let me make a fool of myself. Are you not reporting injustice for Wanbian imperial concubine?"

The meaning of Si Junling was deliberately misinterpreted in his youth poems.

I really don't want to stick these posters on the head of the bed and watch them get up every day.

Si Junling faintly glanced at the young words one eye, "if nothing, come to warm / bed this king."

So as not to stand there idle, thinking.

Warm / bed?

Young words instantly widened his eyes.

"Wang Ye, I have something to do and a lot of things. Well, the medicine is not finished. I'll fill it first. "

Young words decisively chose to leave.

Since they both lived in the main courtyard.

He felt that he was no match for Si Junling.

If you can't say it, you can't beat it.

Even the skin, it seems that no one's thick.

When the young man walked out of the house, his pace slowed down a little bit, and his gloomy mood tonight was completely dissipated.

……

The next day.

When young CI got up in the morning, he just opened his eyes and saw his own handwriting.

Face yourself.

The young words woke up in an instant.

Subconsciously, look aside.

It's gone.

Si Junling probably went to the imperial court.

"Is Si Junling a devil?" Actually take advantage of her not to wake up, really will these placards to paste?

I can't bear to look directly at you.

This is her black history.

It's better than an alarm clock to watch these things wake up every day.

The fingertips of the young words suddenly touched the corner of the copybook and wanted to tear them down directly.

For a little while.

Finally, I took back my hand.

"You are cruel." Young words silently make complaints about it.

Decisively choose to turn over and get out of bed and pack up the clothes on your body.

Then he ordered the servants outside to come in.

For so many years, she is still not used to having hands to wait on her to dress and wash.

Fortunately, Si Junling does not need to be served by servants.

Therefore, few servants came into the house.

This is probably Si Junling unscrupulously will her calligraphy, to hang in the room?

The young man couldn't help but jerk at the corners of his mouth.

When Yu Niang brought in the prepared breakfast, she leaned over the young man's ear and whispered, "Miss, Jiang Wanrou sent someone to Ren Yi Tang."