Quickly wear: Your Highness is too clingy

Chapter 33 The romantic partner is a bit sweet 33
Princess Chang'an looked sideways, her clear eyes looking straight into the dark night, and she said softly, "Come out."

The prime minister in white walked out of the shadows, "I accidentally broke the princess's mood."

Chang'an raised the sword in her hand to face the moonlight. The blood stains became clearer and more prominent under the moonlight, as if she was admiring some work carefully.

After a while, he spoke softly, "You discovered me, what should I do?"

She pointed the sword at the prime minister, and her voice was soft and pure, with the purity of a girl's voice, "Let's just kill you too. This way, no one will know."

The Prime Minister touched the tip of the sword lightly with his finger, then took the sword from her hand and threw it aside. The sword fell to the ground with a clear sound.

He gently held Chang An's blood-stained hand, took out the snow-white silk handkerchief from his arms and gently wiped the blood on her face, and then carefully wiped her hands clean.

A gentle and jade-like voice sounded, "The assassin will kill him as soon as he kills me. I'm just afraid of dirtying the princess's hands. Why should I kill my mouth for this assassin?"

Princess Chang'an looked at him quietly for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said, "You are right."

She pointed at his chest with her finger, pushed hard, and then left gracefully, like a red butterfly in the dark night, too bright to be ignored.

The prime minister lowered his head and glanced at the blood-stained handkerchief in his hand, then discarded the worn shoes. His eyes were indifferent, showing no emotion at all.

"Card!"

Director Xia was very satisfied with the result this time and gave Yunzhi a rare compliment, "The performance was good. I will try my best to do it again and again in the future."

Yunzhi responded softly. She was still a little bit unconscious, but she seemed to have stepped into this role just now.

She seemed to understand the character very well.

So it's easier to substitute.

"Okay, you guys can rest aside for now and continue next."

Yunzhi went to change into a slightly simple palace dress, then picked up the milk tea and drank it happily. Now that Sister Lin was not watching, she drank some milk tea to reward herself.

Although she has an extraordinary origin, has vast supernatural powers, sits on several fairy mountains, and is a very powerful fairy cloud, no matter who goes to the small plane to undergo tribulation, a lot of abilities will be cut off, and the situation may even be miserable. Therefore, she has never underestimated the people or things in the plane, and she takes acting very seriously. This time she should think of this calamity as a way to accumulate her will power.

Yun·Zhi had a serious face and was thinking hard. Zhi was drinking milk tea. Xie Zhihuai moved a small stool from somewhere and sat next to her. "Do you like it? I'll bring it to you next time."

Yunzhi turned her head and looked at him seriously, "You can't drink often, you will be criticized." Sister Lin is really a bit fierce sometimes.

For the sake of milk tea, I won’t bear the grudge of all the calamities on him. It’s better to wait until I come back.

She is a sensible Yun. Under normal circumstances, she will not vent her anger on fragments without memory.

Not just because the milk tea is delicious.

She wouldn't be seduced by just a few cups of milk tea.

The corners of Xie Zhihuai's lips curved slightly, and the little girl was like an aggrieved kitten covering her head for fear of being scolded.

"Okay, take it twice a week."

Wen Jin was also sitting in the row now, but she was almost two meters away from Yunzhi, like the boundary between Chu and Han.

"Why is your milk tea different from ours?"

She tugged on the seventh girl's clothes again, "Is it different?"

Yunzhi groaned, thinking that Wen Jin was having trouble again, "Do we need to compare this too?"

Wen Jin was a little angry at her reaction and pointed at the milk tea in her hand, "Your cup's vertical painting is clearer and more refined, but ours looks like a pirated copy."

Xie Zhihuai's eyelashes trembled slightly.

(End of this chapter)