After being taken away by the princess, I became a disaster

For Qiu Lanxi, it is not difficult to guess why Yan Qingli is so moody today, because she has given enough clues.

It's just that what Qiu Lanxi couldn't figure out was, what did she do in her dream to make the other party have such a big reaction?

In the end, I felt that I still couldn't accept this kind of thing and ran away?No no no, with Yan Qingli's strength, how could she run away!So this possibility can already be crossed out, so what else can it be?

Qiu Lanxi tried her best to recall that when she fed the sugar cake to the other party, the satisfied expression was not aimed at the taste of the food, because if she thought it was delicious, the expression should be satisfied, but she didn't deliberately Give her benefits to seduce her, what is there to be satisfied with?

She lowered her eyes and thought about it, that is to say, in the dream, she might have done something that made Yan Qingli feel that she was at a disadvantage, which made her change her face in an instant when she saw her petty pandering, The mood quickly eased down.

This is really...

Thinking that the other party's dream was most likely a spring-dream, Qiu Lanxi couldn't help but look weird.

To what extent does Chun-meng make Yan Qingli feel that she is at a disadvantage?

Qiu Lanxi looked at Yan Qingli's tense chin and blinked, then looked at her slender hands, floating all over the ground?Nothing?

She couldn't help being a little dazed, princess, is there something wrong with your attributes?

Qiu Lanxi once also received homosexuals who were forcibly sent by their parents. She knew that most of them seemed to be men who died in body. Women, anyway, can only rely on hands and mouths. Everyone has them. In addition, there are props, so can he still die?

She thought about it, could it be... Not only is sexuality inborn, but conjoined twins are also innate?

"Why are you staring at me?" Yan Qingli frowned fiercely.

Qiu Lanxi blinked innocently, and worshiped: "Your Highness, is this lightness kung fu? It's amazing."

After hugging Qiu Lanxi, Yan Qingli seemed to want to get away from her as soon as possible, so he didn't walk, and he was far away from the original destination in a few jumps.

Yan Qingli hummed, she didn't think there was anything good about being strong in martial arts, she had never seen the legendary flying flowers and picking leaves that could hurt people, but on the contrary, the well-known masters in the rivers and lakes didn't even need a hundred-man army. People can kill them by surrounding them, and only ignorant and childish people yearn for those heroes with strong martial arts.

Qiu Lanxi let out a 'wow' before asking: "Then can your highness take me to the roof? I want to watch the moon with your highness."

Yan Qingli lowered her eyes to look at her, and as soon as her eyes fell on her face, she couldn't help remembering that she opened her mouth and bit herself when she refused, her lips were as red as blood.

She suddenly shifted her eyes a little annoyed, and when she looked at her skirt, some inappropriate images appeared in her mind.

In the end, Yan Qingli looked forward blankly, and she knew that she must have some tricks to act as a monster, but she still jumped up and fell on the glazed tile roof.

The little fox has bad claws, but she is really scheming. Sometimes Yan Qingli will get caught without paying attention, but she seems to like this feeling. She knows that it is not good, but she still wants to see what she wants to do.

Qiu Lanxi sat on the roof next to her, looked up at the night, the sky was full of stars, she couldn't help but exclaimed: "Your Highness, look."

Yan Qingli didn't want to have too much physical contact with her for the time being. Although she knew it in her heart, the picture in her mind was out of control, so she said, "Don't drag me."

Qiu Lanxi raised the corners of her lips, moved aside obediently, and looked up at the sky with her knees folded.

Yan Qingli's brows were slightly relaxed, and she looked up as if nothing had happened. She seldom paid attention to these scenery. In the past, Wang Baiying often organized some poetry gatherings with her classmates, and each poem was more beautiful than the other, but she was obviously incomprehensible. These are of no interest at all.

Looking at it now, it does seem to have a bit of beauty.

After watching in silence for a while, the night sky made her unable to help recalling the scene where she leaned against the imperial concubine and caught a glimpse of the starlight. Yan Qingli calmly looked away, feeling a little contemptuous of her own behavior, really worthless!

The corners of her mouth moved, not wanting to wait for the influence to fade away, she moved her body over as if facing difficulties.

Qiu Lanxi only felt a huge force coming from her side. She was sitting on the side only a little bit, but her body suddenly leaned forward after the impact, which made her scream out in surprise.

Yan Qingli: "..."

She quickly reached out to fish him back, and the tiles on the roof slid down, causing the guards under the eaves to be shocked by the sound: "Come here! There is an assassin!—"

"Shut up!" Yan Qingli scolded, a little annoyed, really wanted to shut the mouth of the person who spoke.

This is the inner courtyard. It is impossible for the guards not to recognize Yan Qingli's voice, so he couldn't help but wonder why His Highness became a gentleman again. This is not the palace, and there is nothing to show her, but he wisely didn't try to find out. Instead, he used to send away those who were attracted by his shouting.

Seeing that the commotion on the ground gradually subsided, Yan Qingli breathed a sigh of relief, but his lips were still tightly drawn, and he seemed in a very bad mood.

However, Qiu Lanxi didn't have the sense of security at all, she raised her delicate feet: "Your Highness, my shoes fell off."

Yan Qingli frowned, and looked over subconsciously. She was wearing silk stockings on her feet, and she couldn't see anything, only her toes under the silk stockings moved mischievously. Even so, it still made her ruthlessly move. frowned.

In the dream, she once grabbed her ankle to prevent her from leaving, causing her to kick herself in anger, and finally tortured her on purpose, asking her what she wanted even though she ordered her, but she didn't do anything at all There is no sense of propriety, and he interprets what is called honey and belly sword to the extreme.

Yan Qingli looked away in embarrassment, the more she warned herself not to think, the more she thought, the dream that was already a little blurry was almost completely remembered, her eyes drifted around the roof, and after a while, she will Picking up the embroidered shoes stuck among the rubble, he held her ankle and placed it on his lap.

She pursed her lips, put it on as quickly as possible, and then immediately bounced up.

Seeing her silent appearance, Qiu Lanxi reached out and grabbed her skirt, and asked intentionally, "Your Highness, what's the matter with you today?"

"If it's not something important, why don't you tell me to listen, I also want to share the worries for His Highness."

"Your Highness, I see a copy of "Duke Zhou's Interpretation of Dreams" on your desk. Did you dream about something bad?"

"Your Highness..."

Yan Qingli suddenly turned her head and stared at her annoying mouth, knowing that she was laughing at herself: "Aren't you the most understanding person on weekdays? Why are you so ungrateful today?"

Qiu Lanxi blinked, as if in disbelief: "I care about His Highness, but His Highness still yells at me?"

She bit her lower lip, her watery eyes were covered with mist, and the mist could turn into rain at any moment.

Yan Qingli watched her act like a demon with cold eyes, and after a while, he calmed down and squatted down in front of her.

Four eyes facing each other.

Yan Qingli handed over the handkerchief, apologetic in her eyes: "It's my fault, Qingqing, don't cry."

Qiu Lanxi wiped away her tears with a handkerchief, and secretly looked at her. She knew that Yan Qingli could not fail to see this little trick, and now the tone of coaxing her was as easy as it used to be, but if it was really easy, how could it be Just do it in a moment?

In the past, she only made a sound when she admired enough.