V2.Chapter 23

Although the king Yu was not favored, he was still a king. He had been well respected since he was a child, but there were no scars on his body. This is different from the cloaked man.

Then, he is probably just the king of Yu, and has nothing to do with the cloaked man.

On the street flower heart doubt dispels, in seeing Yan Beicheng light naked upper body, the eye light actually is groundless, has become a bit unnatural, the white cheek flies on a bit of blush.

She quickly pulled aside the quilt and covered Yan Beicheng's upper body tightly. However, her eyes fell on Yan Beicheng's cheek again, and the words of cloaked man slowly floated out of her mind.

Although Yuzhou is remote, the identity of Yanbei city is located here. It is doomed that Yuzhou will not be a peaceful and simple place. She thought it was too simple.

Moreover, she has just come to Yuzhou, and she has no foundation at all. If she wants to have a foothold, maybe she should continue to narrow her edge, quietly add her own wings and find a support.

As for this supporter, the person in front of us is the best choice.

Yan Beicheng fell asleep for an hour and woke up early. He stood up on the bed and saw that he was naked, and the flowers on the street sat alone in front of the mirror to comb his hair. Suddenly, his face was suddenly full of color. But this suddenly after, only left a face of disgust.

He put on his clothes and covered his back neck, which he did not know for some reason. He muttered in disgust, "I did not drink too much wine yesterday, but ran two times from chenghuan Pavilion and rested here."

Through the dim yellow Luan mirror, moshang flower collects the gods of yanbeicheng one by one in his eyes, but he is not angry at half a minute. Instead, he puts down the rhinoceros horn comb in his hand and walks away with a light smile.

"Lord, I'll wait on you to change your clothes."

As he spoke, he had already picked up Yan Beicheng's outer shirt, flattened the clothes in his hands and motioned him to come over.

Yan Beicheng flashed a little surprised on the surface. He turned around in disbelief and flattened his hand. "Did you take the wrong medicine today?"

Mo Shang Hua did not answer, but moved gently and put his clothes on Yan Beicheng.

The wound on her body could not be found by others. As usual, she gently pulled a pair of hands, which inevitably involved the wound between her arms. Suddenly, she frowned with pain, and her movements in her hands could not help but stagnate.

"What?" Yan Beicheng looked sideways at the flowers on the street behind him, and his sword eyebrows frowned slightly, as if he were dissatisfied.

"Nothing." The eyebrow heart of Mo Shang Hua's light frown was immediately smoothed, and the pale lips gently raised a smile, and the movement in his hands was restored again, and he continued to put on his clothes.

However, the wound between the left arm, in her hands, from time to time will be involved, so that the movement of her hands from time to time there will be slow stagnation.

Yan Beicheng turned around and looked at the flowers on the street who hung his head and tied his belt. He couldn't help saying, "this is not a good thing to do. It's clumsy."

Having said that, he is very useful, allowing the stranger to play with the service, without the slightest intention to let her stop.

Mo Shang Hua looked up at Yan Bei Cheng, did not speak, suddenly bent over to him, two arms through his thin waist, want to wrap the belt around and back.

Just so stretched, the wound between her left arm was really torn. She breathed a little bit with pain, and her hand moved once, and the whole person leaned against Yan Beicheng.

Wenxiang nephrite into his arms, Yanbei city can not afford to part of the waves in the heart, suddenly moved, can not help laughing, "you woman, this time do not forget to take advantage of this king."

Just that lacquer black eye bottom, but clearly delimit a light worry color, even he himself did not notice.

Moshanghua gritted her teeth to endure the pain between her arms, and slowly moved her belt around Yan Beicheng's waist. Before the tie was tied, her fingertips were again a meal. After a while, she continued to hold the knot.

Yan Beicheng always murmured from time to time that she was clumsy and clumsy. From the beginning to the end, she never complained. She even laughed back. When everything was ready, she personally served him to wash. Then she slowed down her voice and said in a soft voice, "Lord, it's OK to have breakfast for a while. Do you want to stay?"

Yan Beicheng was very satisfied with the morning's Virtuous Behavior of moshanghua, so he nodded his head and agreed to stay.

The flower on the stranger then ordered to go down. Soon, Qin Ya took a group of servant girls and presented the breakfast meal one by one.

Yan Beicheng was about to move chopsticks, but he suddenly remembered something in his mind. He picked up the chopsticks and put them down again, "did you go to the medicine pavilion a few days ago?"

How could he have known so quickly?

Did he send someone to watch her?

A touch of dark color on the eyes of flowers on the street brings about several possibilities in my heart.

She just had doubts in her heart. Before she could think about it, Yan Beicheng seemed to see what she was thinking. He said in a low voice, "don't think I'll send someone to watch. You've made a lot of noise that day. The housekeeper and the captain of the bodyguard have come to me and report to me."

On the street flower heart doubt this just reduced some, slightly pondered for some time, the way: "that day my maidservant had an emergency, had no time to go out to get medicine, I heard that there is a medicine Pavilion in this mansion, so I went rashly. I didn't expect that the housekeeper guarding the pavilion was disrespectful to me, so I punished a little bit. Later, the chief bodyguard stopped me, and I didn't go in."Yan Beicheng is so self willed that if she doesn't give a good explanation, she can't point out what he has to say.

I didn't expect that Yan Beicheng just lightly touched his jaw, picked up the chopsticks again, and told him casually, "you are the princess. Since it is the housekeeper who disrespects you first, punishment is also necessary. But this medicine Pavilion, if it's OK, you should never go again."

"Yes." "I heard that there seems to be an expert stationed in the medicine Pavilion all the time. Even if the people outside do it, he won't let anyone in. The servant girls in the mansion are very evil. I don't believe it."

Yan Beicheng raised his eyes and glanced at the flowers on the street and swallowed down the things in his mouth. Then he said, "it's right if you don't believe it. All the maids and moms are broken in their mouths, and they like to pass on the wrong words by mistake. You are a princess. If you are with them, you will lose your face. "

The flower on the street nodded, and then continued to eat with his head down.

There was another silence in the air, but there was no other sound except the collision of bowls and chopsticks.

The meal used half of the time, but the flowers on the street suddenly put down the dishes and chopsticks. In the original soft light of the beautiful eyes, there was no concealment of a few distinct dark color, a look of desire and pause.

Yan Beicheng gazed at her face for a while, and the sword eyebrow not only slightly stirred up, "are you worried? Is there anything you dare not say? "