Reborn group favorite: The prince and I are enemies

Ah Liu's face was full of confusion: "Who is coming?"

Changsun Tao smiled mysteriously: "A person who will not let your princess become jealous."

Ah Liu was doubtful. He felt that his master was happy too soon.

Sure enough, as soon as the master came to Zhizhiju, he was blocked by a sign at the door.

Ah Liu couldn't help but curse, this was even more poisonous than digging into ancestral graves. If the curse was effective, just taking a small step would kill several members of the family without any bloodshed.

"Master," Ah Liu silently put the washboard in front of Changsun Tao, "admit your mistake! It's not shameful. Don't walk in on impulse. In that case, the princess will most likely think that you cursed her to take advantage of her. Luan left."

"Xiao Liuzi," Chang Sun Tao waved, "Stand over a little bit."

Ah Liu knew that he had evil intentions, but he walked over step by step.

Changsun Tao pointed in front of him: "Come, stand still and let me take a good look at you."

Ah Liu stood over.

Changsun Tao smiled very gently: "Turn around."

When Ah Liu turned around obediently, Changsun Tao kicked him into Zhizhiju.

Xiao Liu looked at his dear master in disbelief, as if he were mourning for his heir: "Master, you can't do this to me! I'm still very useful! I don't want to die!"

Changsun Tao waved his hand: "Go, go. Anyway, your whole family is dead, so it's okay to go in. Tell the princess that Miss Ling'er is here."

When Ah Liu entered, Lu Mingyu was leaning on the imperial chair and reading a book. Mrs. Chu was sitting next to her, holding the embroidery piece of the tiger head hat in her hand and embroidering with her head down.

Ah Liu rubbed his eyes and walked in aggrievedly: "Princess, the master is standing at the door holding the washboard and is afraid to come in. He asked his subordinates to tell you that Miss Ling'er is here."

Ling'er girl Lu Mingyu naturally knew that it was the girl from southern Xinjiang who had practiced Yan Gu to save her life.

"Who is Miss Ling'er?" Mrs. Chu noticed the change in Lu Mingyu's expression and thought she was a troublesome person, so she asked her.

Lu Mingyu didn't want Mrs. Chu to worry, so she concealed her experience of narrow escape and said lightly: "Mother, Miss Ling'er is very kind to my daughter. My daughter must go and see her."

Mrs. Chu didn't sound like a woman who coveted the prince, so she felt relieved and said warmly: "In that case, then you can go! I'm so nice to greet you, don't be too slow to treat me."

Lu Mingyu put down the book, stood up and walked out.

"You're back?" Before Chang Sun Tao spoke, she asked with a smile, her voice was soft and melodious, as if her ears and temples were rubbing together, but her eyes never glanced at Chang Sun Tao, and she didn't even look at him.

Changsun Tao's heart was relieved again, and he followed Lu Mingyu silently with the washboard in his arms.

Unexpectedly, when they came to the guest room, Miss Ling'er didn't know where she had gone. She only told the servants to leave a light in the wing where she stayed at night.

Lu Mingyu had no choice but to turn back to Zhizhi. Changsun Tao saw that she kept a straight face and said nothing. Before, she was aggrieved, wagging her tail eagerly like a big dog and begging for mercy, but later she couldn't help it anymore.

"Yan Yan," passing by several exquisite rockeries, Chang Sun Tao threw away the washboard, held Lu Mingyu behind the rockery with his big hands, panting loudly, as if he was annoyed, and looked at her with a heavy look. Lu Mingyu stopped and growled through gritted teeth, "I was wrong! Don't slap me in the face!"

Lu Mingyu looked at him steadily: "What's wrong?"

Changsun Tao gritted his teeth and said, "I shouldn't have given medicine to your dear brother's baby bump."

Lu Mingyu curled up a smile on her lips and asked him, suppressing a smile: "You are arguing like children, who are you worrying about?"

Changsun Tao keenly caught the smile on the corner of her lips. He protected her head from hitting the rockery with one hand, and pinched her cheek with the other hand: "Okay, you! Scared me again, didn't you?"

Lu Mingyu's face was twisted: "It hurts, you pinched my face and it hurts."

Changsun Tao quickly let her go and rubbed her cheek, but let her take advantage of the gap to get out from under the armpit.

"Stop!" Chang Sun Tao grabbed her by the back of her collar, causing her to lose her balance and fall backwards.

Changsun Tao was worried about hurting her, so he quickly turned around and took her into his arms. However, due to the small space, it was difficult to move, and his back hit the stone heavily, causing him to gasp in pain.

Lu Mingyu glanced at him worriedly, and seeing that it was probably nothing serious, he immediately said with a straight face: "Anyone who commits injustice will be punished by death. You deserve it!"

"Little ancestor, please don't be angry, okay? I'm so scared that my calves are weak." Changsun Tao said with a plaintive look on his face.

Such a calm and wise man, but at this moment he was like a child who had made a mistake. Only Lu Mingyu could get a glimpse of this little-known side of him.

Lu Mingyu pursed her lips. After all, she couldn't bear to keep a coffin face: "You two grown men, can you be more mature? It's just like playing house with children all day long, but there is no light or heavy hand. If If something happens to one of you, wouldn't it tear out my heart?"

Changsun Tao sat down on a slightly shorter stone, adjusted to a comfortable position, and held Lu Mingyu in his arms. He was becoming more and more skilled in this movement.

"Yan Yan, if there is no necessary reason, I will not cheat my brother like this."

Lu Mingyu was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

The corners of Changsun Tao's lips moved, and the words that came to his lips were swallowed after going around for a while. He pretended to be aggrieved: "I just can't see you staring at him all the time!"

Lu Mingyu was really defeated by him: "Uncle, you are a high-ranking and powerful uncle! Pay attention to maintaining your majestic image."

"Anyway, no one has noticed behind the little stone. Let's put aside the image and all that for now!" Changsun Tao pressed his hand against her forehead and began to feel restless.

Lu Mingyu was about to speak out, but he covered his mouth.

The kiss was deep and predatory, swallowing up all her sounds.

Just when the two were deeply in love, they were about to do something that couples would do behind a small stone.

"Huh? The washboard is lying here in good condition. Where did the prince and princess go?"

Ah Liu's voice.

"My lord, my lord..."

The sound of footsteps drifted away.

Lu Mingyu pulled up his shirt, blushed and hid in Changsun Tao's arms.

Changsun Tao smiled very kindly: "Ah Liu has also reached the age of getting married. I think the stable girl is pretty good."

Lu Mingyu softened into a puddle of water. When she heard this, she nodded slightly: "You make the decision."

A waist that is not tight enough to hold, a delicate and soft body.

Changsun Tao's heart was pounding. He leaned into her ear and said in a hoarse voice: "It was the one last night. Now I want to try it."

Lu Mingyu pinched Chang Sun Tao's lapel and said in a voice like a mosquito: "No, no! It's broad daylight."

Changsun Tao's hot breath hit her forehead: "Go back to the room first."

Ah Liu couldn't find his master in the whole yard, and he felt strange in his heart, but he saw his master hurriedly carrying the princess into the house, and closed the door tightly with a "bang".

He sighed: "I really have endless worries. Come on, I'll go find Mr. Baili first! To avoid any accidents."

It was getting late, the dusk was heavy, and only the hazy outline of the earth could be seen.

An exquisite figure slowly walked to Zichen Palace. She held a cloth bag in her arms, which contained things from the kitchen.

Just as a group of patrolling guards passed by, she hid on the beam with her food in her arms, found a comfortable position, and carefully tasted the exquisite pastries.

Below her, the young emperor, wearing a black robe trimmed with red and embroidered with a five-clawed golden dragon, was working on official documents at his desk.

"Kakaka..." The crumbs of the shortbread fell on her clothes. She shook them in disgust, then took another piece and stuffed it into her mouth.

The scattered food crumbs landed on the official document in front of the new emperor.

The new emperor's eyes were focused, and he calmly picked up the memorial, shook off the crumbs of shortbread on it, and frowned as he looked at the oil stains on the paper.

"I heard that eating it alone will rot your intestines. How about taking it and sharing it with me?"

There was a sound of clothes flying, and when I looked up again, the beam was empty.

The new emperor continued to criticize Zhezi as if nothing had happened, as if he was just talking to himself.

About half a cup of tea later, another debris fell from the beam.

The new emperor finally couldn't bear it anymore. He slowly put down his imperial pen and closed the folding book placed on the table. Then he brewed a pot of tea gracefully and placed it on the imperial table. However, the others left and no one in the room was there. Nothing left.

Not long after he left, a girl wearing foreign clothes with two big braids hanging down her chest flew down, poured the tea and took a few sips.

"Little thief, you are so brave!" the new emperor said as his figure appeared from behind the curtain.

The girl ran away quickly, but her feet were tangled in the whip in his hand.

The girl took out an exquisite dagger, looked back and cut off the whip, and with a startled look, she and the young emperor met each other's eyes.

In an instant, time seemed to be stretched out and stopped.

Just for a moment, somewhere in my heart, something seemed to sprout.

The girl raised her lips and smiled, and her dark eyebrows and deep eyes became vivid because of this smile.

The emperor was stunned, watching the girl escape from the window.

The girl left behind a silver hairpin in her haste. The new emperor picked it up and examined it in his hand. He couldn't help but murmur to himself: "Could it be that the little mouse turned into a spirit?"