"Nothing, but the princess made a mistake." Qin Ya's eyes, nose and nose are concerned, but he doesn't know what to do.

One side says, pull small servant girl to go far away, "this side does not need to guard, let's go farther."

No matter how confused little servant girl, she would not say a word more.

Yan Beicheng in the house saw that someone was gone, and his sword eyebrows were smoothed out. Then he grunted and took the food box to the pear wood round table. He opened the food box and took out the contents one by one.

It's not just two simple cakes and a cup of hot tea. The tea is very sweet.

"I arrived at the mansion so late, and there was nothing to eat in the kitchen. So I used these cushions first, and you came to eat with me." With that, he had already taken a piece of cake, put it in his mouth and ate it with great interest.

On the street flower Yi Yan came over, sat down on his side, staring at the tea dim sum in front of him, but did not move, "in the middle of the night, how can there be hot tea in the kitchen?"

Yan Beicheng eyes rare flash a glimmer of light, the surface is very indifferent to explain, "I want to drink tea, but also to see the time?"

On the street flower smell speech, the doubt in the brain immediately eliminated, but still did not move the cake, "I am not hungry, you eat it yourself, do not disturb me, now it is late, tomorrow I will say with you next."

She thought that the flower on the street appeared at this time. She must have received the letter and rushed back. With the heavy traffic and the present time, according to ordinary people's thinking, it is time to have a good rest.

With that, she got up and planned to go back to the book case and continue to study.

Before walking a few steps, Yan Beicheng also put down the cake in his hand, got up and grabbed her slender wrist, and pulled her into his arms.

Half of his body was pasted on the body of Yan Beicheng. Through the thin material, he could clearly feel the chill from the outside.

Her heart suddenly startled, also had no time to struggle, subconsciously pulled his wrist, plain hand in his pulse, "how so cold."

In this case, it is very easy to catch cold.

"It's deeper out there, and it's just a little chilly. My king's body has always been strong and unimpeded." Although the head of Yanbei Chengkou was still so frivolous, his facial expression was not so.

He couldn't help but drop his eyes and look at the flowers on the street who were paying attention to her pulse. His heart suddenly moved. The other hand around the waist of the flower quietly released, and his body also stepped back two steps, so as not to let his cold air pass to the flowers on the street.

The flower on the stranger only thought that he was swept by himself, without deep thought.

For a long time, her shallow frown eyebrow heart slowly stretches, "really nothing serious."

"You don't believe what I said." Yan Beicheng's lips hook, smile at her, pull her to sit down again, "your face looks bad to me. If you have something to do tomorrow, you must spend all these snacks with me and sleep with me."

The willow eyebrow of the flower on the street picked slightly, leisurely but enunciated, "it is to accompany to eat again, also accompany sleep, Yan Beicheng, what idea do you look at?"

It's not that I heard that you didn't use your dinner and didn't sleep well. That's just an excuse.

So thinking, his quiet eyes across a touch of dark, "you are the king's princess, these are your husband and wife's duties."

On the north of Yancheng seems to be careless, but in fact the bottom of the eyes is deep and you can't distinguish the emotional eyes, and the flowers on the street suddenly choke.