Chapter 1275

The emperor of BeiYao came here in good faith. Those ministers and dignitaries naturally wanted to make friends with him. Besides, Feng Lianyi had been a proton in the south wing for ten years. He was still familiar with some dignitaries. After several conversations, his elegant temperament once again attracted countless people.

Listening to them talking on a moonlit night is too boring, so they sneak out of the crowd and stroll in the imperial garden.

She is the spirit beast with the wind and wings, only one level, so naturally no one stopped her.

In the plum blossom forest on the side of the imperial garden, there are all concubines and the eunuchs talking with each other. The princess of Beiyue is surrounded by people, because her status today is not only the daughter of Princess Huiwen, but also the title of Prince Ning. In addition, she will soon be married to the heirs of the burgill family, the largest family in the world. I'm afraid that only the empress can have that status in the south wing country Compare with her, so none of them will come to flatter quickly.

The princess of Beiyue is gentle, shy and clever, a little shy. She smiles all the time. Even if she is quarreling about something, she is not angry or irritated. Her recuperation and bearing make YUEYE admire her very much.

She lies on a bluestone and looks at it bored.

Rustle

There was a strange sound in her ear, like the sound of claws rubbing on the stone. She couldn't help looking up, only saw a round head of yellow orange struggling to climb up, and her thin, small and short limbs tightly clinging to the edge of the stone, almost climbed up!

A green stalk on his head shakes twice, doesn't it mean he is very happy?

Looking at the ball coldly on the moonlit night, he seemed to notice her terrible sight. He couldn't help raising his round head. The face of the little fox was reflected in the big eyes of the two water spirits, and he was stunned.

What is this?

Look at this potato like thing on the moon night.

That potato son is also looking at her, from head to tail, and then stay on her back, burned hair place, stop for a while, and then laugh.

Laugh at her?

Don't worry about the moon night. The fox is upset. How dare a potato laugh at her?

The fluffy tail rolled up from the back and swept towards the potato. He "squeaked" and turned over. The round body rolled down from the big Bluestone. He squeaked all the way, and finally rolled to the ground. He rolled a circle. He hit a stone and stopped. It was really round!

The moon night is happy, gloating at her.

The little potato turned over and got up, looked at her, then his mouth was flat, he cried loudly and limped around and ran away.

He didn't run far either. On the moonlit night, watching him running under the pavilion over there, he pointed out what he was talking about, and pointed to her direction. It was obviously a confession?

What kind of potatoes are there? Isn't it a pile of potatoes?

Thinking of the scene where the potato army came to kill itself, it was funny on a moonlit night.

But the next second, the smile on her face is completely frozen on her face!

Because after the potato filed a complaint, a reddish Golden Tiger stood up from behind the pavilion and ran fiercely towards the moon night.

So, that big potato?

The moon night immediately stood up to escape, but the tiger's speed is faster. In a blink of an eye, it came in front of her and blocked her way to escape.