Chapter 782 The tyrant's little princess (34) (plus more)

   "Ow" It lay down silently, and then watched his tall figure walk into the golden gauze tent.

   Ears drooping slightly, sighing silently.

  In this world, it is really not easy for her.

  The little white tiger rolled over and was completely buried in the soft cushion.

   Yawned, the tiger's mouth opened, and the sharp fangs were exposed.

  While waiting for Que Yan to fall asleep, it was thinking about what Lian'er said during the day.

  Flicking his tail boredly, his blue tiger pupils were thoughtful.

   What Lianer said was clear, and she wanted her to see the true colors of Princess Pingyang and his wife.

  Although she could understand her intentions, there was one thing that was very strange.

  A court lady, who has lived in the deep palace for a long time, can actually know so much about the outside world?

  Pingyang has been harshly criticized in the prime minister's mansion, and she even knows?

  Yun Si feels that this doesn't make sense.

  If Yingchun had replaced these news, no matter how hard she tried to inquire, she might not know so many inside stories.

  As for this Lianer, the news came as soon as she opened her mouth. It seems that she was the one who passed the news of King Lin's sudden death to Yingchun last time. She...

  Yun Si narrowed her eyes, her heart sinking slightly.

  When Yingchun told her that the people in Changle Palace were a little strange, she didn't pay attention at that time.

   But now, thinking about it carefully, the envy in Princess Pingyang's eyes during the day seems to have explained everything.

  Her food and clothing costs are indeed too good, so weird.

  Everyone in Changle Palace respected her and worshiped her like a porcelain doll.

  Eunuch Wang’s previous attitude was also very strange, he was unreasonably kind to her, and said that he could trouble him at any time if there was anything to do.

   Not to mention the brocade clothes, silks, pearls and jewelry, rouge and gouache delivered by the office on time every day and every month.

  Looking at it this way, could all these be his inspiration?

  Bai Hu raised his small head and looked at the person inside the veil calmly.

  The azure blue gem-like tiger pupils are faint and seem to glow in the dark.

  Once the answer in my heart appears, I will keep looking for evidence to prove that my conclusion is correct.

  Hearing the sound of steady breathing gradually coming from over there, it lowered its head and jumped down to the ground lightly.

  When the thick meat pad stepped on the smooth ground, there was no sound at all, as light as the moonlight tonight.

   Lifting the curtain familiarly, in an instant, the woman in plain white long brocade clothes landed on the pure gold ground with her feet, as light as snowflakes.

  She squatted halfway beside the dragon bed, with her small face pressed against the sill of the bed, and her blue hair was covered with moonlight all over the hem of her skirt.

   Quietly looking at the person sleeping on the bed, her beautiful eyebrows and eyes gradually lost consciousness.

   Staring at him silently, he wanted to ask, but dared not.

  Afraid of waking him up, she was always extra careful.

   However, even if it was his order, she didn't seem to be happy about it.

  She was paid better only because she was meritorious in keeping the funeral.

  He remembered another day and wanted to marry her, then she—

  Yun Si sighed inwardly, but remained silent.

  Looking at his closed eyes, his chiseled profile, her cheeks puffed up slightly, and her nose unconsciously took two more breaths.

  The night was dark and windy, no one was around, and he fell asleep again

  Yun Si blinked her eyes, a thought suddenly flashed through her eyes.

  I didn't dare before because I was afraid that he would wake up halfway and find her.

  But after so many days, she occasionally made a little movement, and he wouldn't wake up.

   is that

  (end of this chapter)