Fast Through the Villain, Sweet and Wild

Within a few seconds, the place where I was hit was a big red, which looked terrifying.

A layer of water mist quickly accumulated under Rong Huang's eyes, as if tears were rolling in his eyes.

Yong Jing found that the little palace lady was a little more beautiful than when she first saw him, and his flushed eyes made him want to raise his hand and rub the red with his fingers to make it more gorgeous.

There was a faint scar on Rong Huang's right forehead, and Yong Jing guessed that it was the wound on her forehead the day she first saw her.

"It hurts?" Seeing the little girl who was clearly in pain but couldn't hold back her tears, Yong Jing's heartstrings trembled, and the voice that had always been alienated became a bit softer, and her heart was too squeamish. .

Rong Huang held his forehead with his hand and inhaled his nose. Crow-feather-colored eyelashes were slightly moist, with a thick nasal sound, "It hurts."

So don't let her dress him, okay?

How old are you, and you want others to dress him?

Not ashamed.

Yong Jing pursed her lower lip, and the hard-lined jaw line became tighter.

He had seen those who died in his hands crying before death, and had seen those palace maids who had made mistakes crying in front of him with all their makeup, which was very ugly.

At that time, he didn't blink his eyes, and there was no wave in his heart.

But now, it doesn't seem to be the same.

Yong Jing sighed, raised his hand and gently rubbed the girl's forehead, and asked slowly, "Does it still hurt?"

Yong Jing practiced martial arts all the year round, and his strength was much greater than that of ordinary people. With the addition of Rong Huang's delicate skin and tender flesh, his forehead was rubbed redder by Yong Jing.

"It hurts." Rong Huang's little chicken pecked at the rice.

Yong Jing retracted his hand a little bit, his throat was a bit dry, and he didn't force it anymore, "You go back first, you don't need to serve tea today."

Rong Huang blinked, holding back the ecstasy in his heart, nodding slowly, and then holding back his cheerful pace and leaving the study.

Originally thought that Yong Jing was a clever one, but now it seems like that.

Hehe.

Also, he actually said she was short!

There is no end to this.

Yong Jing is dead.

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Rong Huang had nothing to do today, so he wanted to hand over the fake list to Fang Hui.

It doesn't matter what time is right.

In the middle of the night, you asked the king to sneak out to hand you a fake list. Why do you think so beautiful?

It took nearly an hour for Rong Huang to remember what the old place Fang Hui said was, it was the rockery somewhere in the Imperial Garden.

The original owner was in this place every time he secretly sent a message to Fanghui.

It is said that this is also a great place for the maids and eunuchs in the palace or the private meeting of the guards.

Rong Huang: "..." Can I not go?

What if her eyes get dirty by something unclean?

"My lord, don't forget that you are a villain now." Shui Shui Ba kissed Rong Huang's soft face, and urged coquettishly, "My lord, you go quickly, you are the best."

Rong Huang touched his face and thought blankly, I am not clean.

Rong Huang walked around in the imperial palace, and finally came to the back of the rockery in the imperial garden.

Rong Huang took out the fake list, secretly stuffed it in a corner of the rockery, and turned around to leave.

"Stop! What do you do secretly, little maid?"

Rong Huang froze and blinked, was she discovered?

"Yes, the king." Shui Shui said with a smile.

Rong Huang gritted his teeth and turned around slowly, and the scumbag was not superficial to her.

Not far from the rockery stood a group of people, headed by Yong Binwei in a bright yellow python gown, followed by a dozen court ladies and eunuchs.