Fast Through the Villain, Sweet and Wild

But this has nothing to do with Yong Jing. He has a lot of things to do, so he won't bother to worry about a cunning little spy.

The reason why she was allowed to enter the inner hall was because she was from Yong Binwei, who was kept close to watch for a good time, and the other was because this little palace lady was indeed a bit funny, and it was not unreasonable to be amused when she was boring when she was idle. .

Since his mother's concubine Duan Guifei passed away, everything Yong Jing has done has moved closer to that goal.

Everything else is not enough to arouse his interest.

Rong Huang let out a soft ah, and pointed his thin white fingers to the apse, his voice as if he was immersed in icing sugar, "I forgot to feed Wangcai."

Yong Jing didn't know what he thought of, and looked at Rong Huang meaningfully, "No need, Wangcai has already eaten it."

"When?" Rong Huang pretended not to understand.

"Just now." Yong Jing smiled comfortably at the corner of his mouth, then retracted his gaze and continued to read the scroll in his hand.

So, she did not read it wrong just now?

Those two beautiful women who are like flowers and jade are just like this?

Tsk tsk, Yong Jing, this one doesn't know how to pity and cherish jade.

Give them to her and let them be a foot-washing maid.

Rong Huang raised his hand and touched his chin, and touched the soft flesh of his hand...Ah, it's rich and noble flesh, "Well, let's go, your Highness, do you need tea?"

Rong Huang couldn't do other things. Now she is a good hand at making tea and pouring tea.

Yong Jing hooked his finger at Rong Huang, then patted the round stool beside him, his tone languidly and cozily, "Come here."

Rong Huang stepped forward and sat down, holding the pink palace outfit that the Internal Affairs Bureau had just made a few days ago with both hands, and his little voice was soft, "His Royal Highness, are you okay? Would you like to drink tea?"

Yong Jing's book rolled up and knocked on Rong Huang's hand that wanted to get the kettle, "No, this prince doesn't want to drink water now."

Rong Huang sighed slowly, then retracted his hand, covering the back of his hand.

Hiss, it hurts.

Bad stuff.

"How many people do you have in your home outside the palace?" Yong Jing asked casually, flicking his fingertips.

Rong Huang licked his lower lip and recalled carefully. The original owner seemed to have no family. His parents had already cultivated into fox fairy, and he didn't know where he flew.

"No family." Rong Huang's dark and moist eyes looked at Yong Jing, and he said every word.

Yong Jing's dark and gloomy eyes paused for a moment on Rong Huang's lips, and quickly picked up the crisp candy on the side and stuffed it into Rong Huang's mouth.

Rong Huang blinked, a little confused.

"Bite." Yong Jing's eyes are painted like ink, and the beautiful Danfeng eyes will give people the illusion of affection when they focus on one person.

Rong Huang's milk chirped and opened her mouth to bite the crisp candy.

Everything at Yushanfang tastes very good, but Rong Huang doesn't like to eat crispy candy, the sweetness is a bit too sweet.

Rong Huang didn't understand why a big man in Yongjing likes to eat sweets so much.

Whether it's the study or the bedroom, Rong Huang can always see over-sweet pastries.

When Rong Huang wrinkled his face and finished eating one, Yong Jing immediately picked up one and continued to put it to Rong Huang's mouth.

"I don't want to eat." Rong Huang pressed his lips to avoid it.

Yong Jing snorted a little displeasedly, and the hand holding the crisp candy paused in the air, and finally put it back in the small dish, and then twisted another piece of chestnut cake to Rong Huang's lips, "eat ."

Rong Huang's apricot eyes were covered with mist. Is he sick? Why does he always feed her?

She is not Wangcai.

I wrinkled my little nose and sniffed, the smell was not bad, I opened my mouth and swallowed it.

This is delicious, sweet and soft.