The place that has been kissed is like the hot iron that has been burned. The porcelain white cheek is burning red in a flash, and even the root of the ear is burning faintly.

"You..." She was quite a bit embarrassed to gouge out Yanbei City, but she could not spit out a word.

Yan Beicheng lip cape is very joyful cocked up, even outside the door Qin Ya's knock on the door feel to listen to a lot of, "come in."

When Qin Ya comes in, she sees the red earlobe of the flower on the stranger. She suddenly knows that she can't help but cover her lip and smile.

In the heart of the stranger flower more and more embarrassed, but the face was strongly supported and straightened. He said, "what are you laughing at? What's the matter? Don't say it quickly. If it's delayed, it can't be punished."

"Princess, you are so angry." Qin Yafei but not afraid, but smile mumble a, is to attract a stranger to spend a stare.

Qin Ya thought of the people who were waiting outside, and her smile broke down a bit. Her face was not good. "Mrs. Ping asked to see the princess."

In the eyes of the flowers on the street, the trace of unhappiness can't be checked, even she has not noticed it.

She pondered for a moment, but her eyes fell on Yanbei city.

Yan Beicheng felt his nose and wings innocently, "is there any ash on my king's face?"

The stranger did not answer his words, but glanced back with a glance, "please come in."

His face was calm, and he could not see joy or anger.

Seeing this, Qin Ya could not say anything more. She ordered a second-class maid to invite people in.

Today, Pingji wants to lose and dress up specially. Her make-up is exquisite and appropriate, and she wears a tender pink dress, which shows her pink face and peach cheeks, which is delicate and charming.

However, even with the mask of the powder, her face can still see some slight swelling, and not very clear five fingerprints.

As soon as she came in, her eyes first fell on Yanbei City, Yingying Fu's body, "my servant concubine has seen the Lord, the princess."

Yan Beicheng obviously had no interest in her, just nodded, and then there was no more words.

On the street flower also is like usual general, complexion is light, neither cold nor hot, "get up."

Pingji got up.

She didn't feel embarrassed at all. She said with a smile: "the prince is really interested in the two sisters. After coming back for a while, she has seen sister Nan and sister princess all over. The maidservant concubine is not better than the two sisters, so she can only come by herself. "

After a pause, she glanced sideways at the wooden son on her side. "My servant concubine guessed that the king had been working hard all the way, and the early meal certainly didn't work well, so she specially made the tremella soup. You might as well try it."

"Put this first." Yan Beicheng ordered the table in front of him. After Mu Er put the tremella soup on the table, he didn't move. His eyes were always following the stranger.

The flowers on the street also lifted their eyes and swept the tremella soup. Seeing Yan Beicheng's eyes with a smile, she said, "Pingji's craftsmanship is quite good. I feel sweet when I smell it."

Pingji's eyes immediately dyed a bit of satisfaction, "maidservant concubine specially for the Lord's sake and learn, if it is too bad, also dare not carry to the Lord in front of."

The face of the flower on the stranger did not change, but her voice turned suddenly, "but just after hearing Qin Ya's report, it seemed that Pingji came to visit me. Could you prepare a copy for me?"

Obviously, it is a calm voice, but it seems to bring endless cold, which makes people feel uncontrollable.

Pingji's face was stiff, and her brain was suddenly empty. She didn't know how to respond.