The big guy kept dying and became a white moonlight

Chapter 1432 The Princess' Little Guard (13)

A girl's lazy voice sounded in the room, "What's the matter?"

Chuntao respectfully said: "The servant you brought back, the servant has already brought someone to bathe and wash the servant, and has brought him here at this moment."

After Jiang Yu heard this, she asked Nai Tuanzi to cancel the TV series on the virtual screen, and then lazily said to Chuntao, "Then let him in."

"Yes." Chuntao replied.

Chuntao cautiously pushed the door open, then said to Yayin in a low voice: "Servant, please."

Yayin walked in, and Chuntao silently closed the door after he entered.

The interior of the palace is magnificent, with a sense of extravagance and luxury. The curtains are hanging down, and a small wind blows in from the half-closed windows, blowing the curtains. The palace lanterns hanging above are even brighter, illuminating the whole palace.

When Yayin came, he saw a red figure leaning loosely on the slum, and after getting closer, he saw the person's appearance clearly. Suddenly, Yayin's eyes met the girl's charming eyes unexpectedly, and he paused slightly , then lowered his head to avoid sight.

"You didn't salute me when you met Ben Gong?" The girl on the soft couch above had a lazy voice, and her casual tone sounded three parts playful and seven parts cold and dangerous.

Yayin paused, pursed his lips slightly, and lowered his head: "I have seen the eldest princess."

Aunt Jiang's playful eyes fell on Yayin's body, and her eyes flicked over his snow-colored thin shirt with some scrutiny. She really didn't expect Yayin to come to see her dressed like this.

It seems that the maids in the mansion mistakenly thought that Yayin was the servant she brought back, so they prepared such clothes for him.

She half-closed her eyes, Yayin lowered her head, and she couldn't see him, she leaned back, adjusted her posture, and said to him: "Raise your head, and look at Bengong when you talk to Bengong, Bengong I don't like you keeping your head down."

"..."

Yayin hesitated, and slowly raised his head, but his gaze was dodged, and he didn't dare to meet Jiang Yu's eyes. He could feel Jiang Yu's Yayin's gaze on him, which made him a little nervous. discomfort.

"Look at Ben Gong." The girl's voice was already a little cold, as if wrapped in frost in the twelfth lunar month of winter, making people shiver with cold, "Come forward."

Yayin clenched his sleeves unconsciously, and took a few small steps forward.

"Come to Ben Gong." She said coldly.

He is like a stubborn horse, he only takes a step with a flick of the whip.

Now Aunt Jiang's face turned cold, Yayin also bit her lip, moved a few steps, and arrived in front of Aunt Jiang's soft collapse.

His voice was low and tense: "The eldest princess."

Aunt Jiang looked at his eyebrows and eyes, the corners of her lips curled up mockingly, and asked him: "Afraid of me?"

Yayin froze for a moment, then shook his head against his will, "No."

Aunt Jiang stared at him for a while, then snickered, liar.

"Come to see Bengong dressed like this, do you know who you are at the moment?" Jiang Yu asked him lazily.

Ya Yin was silent: "They said, I am the eldest princess' servant."

Aunt Jiang opened her eyelids and looked at him, "Then you are?" Her tone was full of unpredictable playfulness.

Yayin stopped talking.

Concubine Jiang looked away, and suddenly said, "I want to eat grapes, so you come and feed me."

Yayin's body froze.

Following Aunt Jiang's line of sight, he looked sideways at the delicately arranged fruits. There were many different fruits, many of which Yayin had never seen before.

He pursed his lips, walked over stiffly, picked up the porcelain plate with grapes according to Aunt Jiang's words, walked in front of Aunt Jiang, and whispered, "Please, princess."

(End of this chapter)