This Princess, Lu Ziye, Deserves To Be Favored!

Such a familiar stone.

It looks exactly the same as the Taiyuan Stone that she asked Xiaobai to hand over to Beiyin.

Tsing Yi's hand stretched out and grabbed the stone.

Xiao Jue's body was about to be tense for a moment, but in the end it remained relaxed. She touched and probed, and there was no trace on her face.

It was cold to start, and there was no reaction at all when mana penetrated into it.

Tsing Yi frowned and stroked the lines on it. It's clearly... it's exactly the same as the Taiyuan Stone that she polished with her own hands!

However, it is just an ordinary stone.

The hall fell into dead silence.

Tsing Yi looked up at Xiao Jue intently, unwilling to miss the slightest change in his expression.

Those eyes are too calm, like a deep sea, so that people can't see the real emotions inside, and they can't see the slightest turbulence.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Jue asked calmly.

Tsing Yi's throat rolled slightly and slowly loosened the stone.

"It's nothing." She withdrew her tentative gaze, her expression returned to her natural state a little bit, and chuckled, "This stone looks familiar, a bit like an object I gave away when I was a child."

Xiao Jue was silent for a moment. At that moment, he hesitated whether to confess it, but now to say... when is the time?

"It's just a stone, there are many similarities."

This little thing doesn't understand love, and it doesn't really like Beiyin, but misunderstands gratitude and worship as liking. Maybe she would be happy before that.

But now she should have some awareness of her own feelings.

She was already moved by him, and moved by Xiao Jue.

But if she was told that he had been hiding it from her for so long, Beiyin had been wearing Xiao Jue's skin... hiding it from her.

Will her heart, which was beating so fast, return to peace completely?

At this moment, Xiao Jue's mind was full of thoughts, and he didn't dare to gamble.

The woman's voice drifted into her ears lightly, "It's just a broken stone, you're still hanging around your neck, who gave it to you?"

"...father's relic..."

After speaking, Xiao Jue almost covered his face.

The 'father' raised his eyebrows and snorted, "Well, that has to be hung all the time."

Tsing Yi smiled, and the moment she turned around, her eyes suddenly darkened. In an instant, he returned to his former heartless and lazy look.

Xiao Jue looked at her back, but he couldn't express his anxiety.

At this moment, Taoxiang took the scald cream.

Tsing Yi yawned, lay back on the soft slump, closed his eyes and said lazily, "Wipe it on for him."

"No, this king can just wipe it himself when he returns to the residence." Xiao Jue said softly, taking the scalding cream, he would put on his robe and leave.

Tsing Yi suddenly jumped up from the squat, snatched the scalding cream from his hand, pressed him onto the squat, and sat directly on his waist.

Seeing this, Taoxiang lost her face and opened her eyes in shame, and quickly trotted out and closed the door.

Xiao Jue looked at her in surprise. Although his face remained calm, his body was tense.

"What are you nervous about, I won't eat you anymore." Tsing Yi smiled in a variety of styles, and her appearance was indistinguishable from the usual coquettish and **** virtues, but Xiao Jue always felt that something was wrong.

The matter of the stone... Flickered?

Is she no longer suspicious?

"Your skin is so beautiful, what should I do if it gets burnt?" Tsing Yi giggled and took the ointment to help her apply it herself. That lazy and arrogant look really didn't look like she was angry.

But it would be wrong to say that she was suddenly not angry anymore...

"Why does the princess look weird?" Xiao Jue's eyes flickered.

"Is it weird?" Tsing Yi sneered, looking at him, "You are here today to talk about the imperial edict, and someone has already come to this princess to tip off the news before you."

The topic was immediately bypassed.

Xiao Jue suddenly became honest, and his mood became another kind of anxiety, "You..."

"What about me?" Tsing Yi raised her eyebrows and looked at him, sneering: "Don't be too happy, it's still early in the spring and February. This princess has time to think slowly, don't you say that I'm tempted by you? I'm just right Take a closer look at what this temptation feels like."

Without giving the old man the chance to be happy, Tsing Yi continued: "Don't be in a hurry to be happy first, since you want to get married, how can you not get a betrothal gift, go back and sort out your family background, come again, you are not very good at it. If you are a painter, then I will draw a hundred beautiful pictures for my mother, and I will send them to you in the morning!"

The regent's expression slowly froze.

One hundred pictures?

one night?

"Can't do it?" Tsing Yi looked at him playfully, "If you can't do it, get out."

"No problem." The old man regent swallowed the bitterness and only showed a happy smile.

Tsing Yi lazily propped himself up from him, slid sideways to the other side of the slump, lifted his leg and shook him down, "No problem, don't slack off, you can occupy the pit of my mother?"

After speaking, she yawned and closed her eyes.

Xiao Jue looked at Tsing Yi with complicated eyes, pursed his lips, and left steadily with a calm breath.

After the others left, Tsing Yi opened his eyes, and the light in his eyes was deep.

The fat cat climbed in from the window, and his expression also revealed doubts.

Tsing Yi didn't speak for a while, she sat up from the soft slump, as if waiting for something. The fat cat wanted to speak, but saw her pointing her finger to her lips, looking silent.

What the **** is the bad girl doing? Uncle Cat looked puzzled.

After about half a stick of incense, Tsing Yi snapped his fingers and fell into the barrier. One layer was not enough, and several layers were accumulated.

Uncle Cat watched the horror next to him. Is this an enemy invasion?

"Bad lady, what's the matter with you?"

Tsing Yi set up the barrier and grinned, her eyes uncertain.

"In the early years, I took a piece of Taiyuan Divine Stone from Yeyan's Cold Blood Throne, polished it with my own hands, and filled it with a hall of merit beads, and asked Xiaobai to hand it over to Beiyin."

Hearing her smile, the fat cat was inexplicably a little creepy, and the wicked mother-in-law seemed to be a little abnormal at the moment.

"So?"

"So? Just now, the old lady saw something exactly like the Taiyuan Stone on Xiao Jue."

The fat cat's eyes widened, "Is that the one he said his dead ghost left him? Then that...that is the Taiyuan Stone? The one you gave to Beiyin?"

"Maybe, maybe not."

The fat cat is dizzy, yes it is, no it is not, where may it come from.

Tsing Yi's eyes were quenched with cold light, and he gritted the roots of his teeth playfully, and his voice seemed to pop out from the gap between his teeth, "The stone hanging around his neck feels like an ordinary thing, and the old lady can't even test it with force. .But ah..."

"That Taiyuan Stone was polished by the old lady herself."

Tsing Yi giggled and sneered.

A bold and crazy idea popped into the fat cat's mind.

"Could it be that the old white face has something to do with the Great Emperor Beiyin?"

One is the Emperor of Hades.

One is a little white face in the world.

Eight poles can't fight together, how is it possible, how can it be related! ! !

The fat cat swallowed his saliva, "Evil bitch... you shouldn't suspect..."

Tsing Yi smiled meaningfully, "One hundred pictures of beauties should be enough for him to paint for one night. One night's work is enough to do a lot of things."