Yan Beicheng was lying on the side of the collapse, holding a cover in his hand to write: the book of miscellany of the countries. After listening to the general biography of the young man, there was a blur of darkness in the depth of his pupil, and his face was still flighty, "my wife has been kneeling outside for so long, but you have come to pass it now. Are you not impatient to live? Please come in soon

In the heart of the boy this just silently relieved a breath: "yes, the slave is going now."

After a while, the South crane came in with the boy.

Looking at the people who have been missing for many days in front of me, the South crane's clear and pale face is haunted with a bit of bitterness, and his eyes are red and his body is blessed. "My servant concubine has seen Wang Ye, Wang Ye Jin'an."

Seeing this, Yan Beicheng directly threw the book in his hand. He quickly walked to Nanji and lifted her up. "How can you be so pale, but you are ill?"

The South crane bit his lower lip and shook his head slowly. "The maid and concubine just miss the Lord too much, which makes the food worse. The princess controls the house very well and is very generous to everyone."

It seems to be in praise of the flowers on the stranger, but in fact, it is clear that it is intentional accusation. When I heard it, I knew that there was something fishy about it, but I couldn't help but sigh that Mrs. Nan was really kind. Mingming was framed by the imperial concubine, and she was still helping the princess speak.

Yan Beicheng's eyes deepened a little, but on the surface, he just did not understand the general, and said: "the princess has always been a person who knows the general situation. Naturally, she can't be too bad for others. These days, the princess will take care of you, but I can rest assured. "

The South crane was so depressed in his heart that he had to smile at the right time. "What the LORD said is that the maidservant concubine has just arrived. If there is no royal concubine's care these days, I'm afraid that I can't get a foothold in the mansion so quickly."

"But, the maid concubine came here, but also for the princess."

"If you have something to do, just say it slowly. Come on, sit down and have a rest." Yan Beicheng's smile did not change. He took her hand and sat down in front of the soft collapse. Then he turned his eyes and looked at the boy who was still clubbed on the side. "Go and pass the breakfast. The rest of the people will also step down. I have a lot of personal remarks to tell Madame Nan."

Before people, she is his concubine room, but after people, she is just his subordinates. If people are gone, she will be a subordinate again. How can this play go on singing.

"Lord, your servant and concubine have already eaten too early when they come, so you don't have to eat any more." The South crane drags Yanbei city's sleeve robe, is very understanding of the opening.

"Then make two hot teas." Yan Beicheng man smiles with a spoiled smile on her face. Seeing Hou's maid beside her, she is very envious. She retreats first because she is afraid that she will affect their relationship here.

The boy saw this, but also very clever, and quickly backed down.

In the moment that everyone in the room goes down, the dark guard has been quietly paying attention to the outside of the house, in case someone has ears.

As soon as he was gone, the doting color on Yan Beicheng's face gradually faded, and his clear and penetrating eyes gradually turned into deep and unfathomable. The radian of his lips was smoothed off, and his eyebrows were cold and stern, as if he had been a different person.

South crane heart a Lin, busy back a few steps, and Yanbei city to maintain a distance, the surface of the gentle do fade, "Lord."

Yan Beicheng looked at her expressionless, eyes can not see half of the mood, "why take off hairpin early."

He was clearly asking questions, and his tone was very calm, as if he were just describing a matter of extreme simplicity.