You promise me a lifetime, I promise you three lifetimes

"Don't say... Alas -- I've been having nightmares recently. I heard that the hand copied Buddhist scriptures can be pressed under the bed to ward off evil spirits and calm the mind. I don't know if it's true..."

Nangong Yu frowned and looked sad. She tilted her head and rubbed her forehead. It looked like she was disturbed by nightmares and had a bad mind.

Under the bed?

The cold night made me feel numb.

"I said... I said the master was in high spirits today, especially bright and beautiful, like flowers and bones bearing rain and dew, more... Flirtatious..."

Cold night lowered his head, closed his eyes and finished speaking in one breath. He looked like a broken jar and died.

"Poof - - Mingyan? Jiaoyan? Huaguduo? Your boy... Talented! So talented! Well said! The princess really underestimated your talent! Your comment is... Extraordinary! Hahaha..."

Nangong Yu smiled directly, leaned forward and backward, and had no image at all. He covered his aching stomach and looked up at the cold night, "your master is really like the flower and bone flower bearing the rain and dew, really..."

Cold night rubbed his face and scratched his head. He was thinking about how to get away. He caught a glimpse of the figure of the 'savior' from the corner of his eyes. He hurried forward, saluted respectfully and said, "Miss Biao!"

Nangong Yu stopped laughing, raised her eyes, turned around and raised her feet, and entered the songyun hospital.

Looking at people, she is still very confident in her eyes. That woman is not an understanding person! Don't mess with me!

Just after walking a few steps, I heard the woman's voice behind me: "she can enter. Why can't miss Ben?"

"Miss Biao, you don't know the rules of songyun hospital. Don't be embarrassed! You soup, the old rules, should be delivered by the small one!"

Zhongbo, the gatekeeper, raised his hand to pick up the tray in Su Jincheng's hand.

Su Jincheng stepped back and staggered. He didn't give it to Zhongbo. He craned his neck and looked at Nangong Yu, then took back his eyes and stared at Zhongbo, arrogantly like a peacock.

"I know my cousin's songyun hospital doesn't allow people to go in and out at will, not even my aunt. But now it's different. Isn't that woman in? I'm your prince's cousin, so I can naturally enter!"

"Don't be embarrassed, Miss Biao. She's a princess, not a casual woman, and the Lord specifically approved her. Please pay attention to your words, if they reach the Lord's ears..."

Zhongbo only said half of what he said and then stopped. He raised his hand again to pick up the tray in Su Jincheng's hand.

Nangong Yu didn't look back. After listening to a few words casually, she quickened her pace and went to the study with the little fellow who led the way into the main courtyard.

"Lord, the princess is here!"

After the boy reported it, there was peace inside and outside the study. Nangong Yu was waiting... He was suspicious. He turned and asked the boy on his side: "is your prince in there?"

The boy looked puzzled. He gently raised his eyes and looked at the study, then looked at Nangong Yu. He didn't answer. He just nodded gently and stood upright.

Hey, I'm so angry that I asked my mother to come, but I won't let my mother in. What's the meaning of standing outside and waiting? What about the demonstration?

no way! The fashion should not be encouraged.

Nangong Yu took charge of his thirty-seven or twenty years. As soon as he carried his skirt, he went up the steps and rushed into the study.

Ye Jiuyou was stunned, looked up, put down his pen and said faintly, "didn't your big girl pass on the king's words to you?"

"What words?" Nangong Yu looked confused and thought again, "Oh, it's passed. I didn't come on time."