Dressed as the regent's palm

Chapter 232 The strange CP was born

Qing Yuan is very happy recently.

Because she knew the secret that the regent and the princess were acting.

But Cen Bin didn't know.

now.

There was another sound of plates breaking in the Golden Luan Hall.

The corners of Qingyuan's mouth were curved, and she looked at Cen Bin under the peach blossom tree, her eyes were shining like water.

Cen Bin felt Qing Yuan's gaze, and subconsciously touched his cheek.

Is there something on his face?
Why can't Aunt Qingyuan keep looking at her today?

It was the first time for Qing Yuan to look at Cen Bin so carefully.

Looking at it, she found that Cen Binsheng really looked much better than ordinary guards.

The skin is dark, but the black is well-proportioned and beautiful, the facial features are exquisite, the figure is excellent, the shoulders are broad and the waist is narrow, perhaps because he has been with the regent for a long time, he also has a cool temperament.

And this temperament made him stand out even more among the guards.

If he hadn't always been by the regent's side, the most beautiful man in Tiancang, and compared his appearance, I'm afraid Cen Bin would have become the favorite of the little palace ladies.

No, now he has become the object of the hearts of those girls.

Qing Yuan even saw several little palace maids passing by giving him secret glances.

For some reason, Qingyuan felt the hand holding the handkerchief tighten, and the handkerchief was already wrinkled.

Cen Bin only felt that Qing Yuan's gaze was burning, as if she wanted to see a hole in him.

He finally couldn't ignore it, and took the initiative to walk up to Qingyuan.

"Aunt Qingyuan." Cen Bin called softly.

Qing Yuan was awakened by this soft wake, and pulled out of her thoughts, and saw that Cen Bin was already standing in front of her.

He was tall, estimated to be more than eight feet tall, and there was a faint fragrance on his body when he spoke.

Qing Yuan only felt that the base of her ear was a little hot, she snorted lightly, raised her head to stare at Cen Bin with difficulty, and slightly lifted her thin lips: "What's wrong?"

A very majestic and high-spirited attitude.

Cen Bin's expression froze slightly, and he said, "Did Cen do something wrong to make Aunt Qingyuan unhappy?"

Qing Yuan glanced at Cen Bin, and denied it with a cold face: "No."

Cen Bin thought for a moment, then cupped his hands and said: "Although my master has been at odds with the princess recently, please don't let Aunt Qingyuan be affected by the emotions of the masters and cause a gap between me."

Qing Yuan's face softened slightly when she heard the words, and the corners of her mouth curled up: "Are you afraid of creating a gap with me?"

Cen Bin nodded solemnly.

Qing Yuan inexplicably felt a little better.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, Cen Bin said: "After all, Aunt Qingyuan is in charge of the imperial dining room of the Princess Mansion. If there is a gap between us, I am afraid that Cen's food will not be so good. Aunt Qingyuan, you know that too. Cen has to practice sword every day, if he doesn't have enough food, he will probably faint from hunger."

During Cen Bin's words, Qing Yuan's face darkened a little bit.

She stomped her feet and gave Cen Bin a vicious look, "That's good, I'll ask the imperial dining room to prepare more dishes for you, and I'll eat you to death."

Upon hearing this, Cen Bin smiled happily, "Thank you, Aunt Qingyuan."

Elm head!

Looking at the face in front of her, Qing Yuan couldn't get angry, she rolled her eyes, ignored Cen Bin completely, turned around and walked to the entrance of the main hall, talking to Ming Yue on purpose, and didn't look at him any more.

Cen Bin looked innocent.

He sighed faintly.

Sure enough, a woman is an elusive creature.

Almost like his master.

……

inside the palace.

"We have sent a message to Dayong through Nan'an Wang Yingzhen's spy." Jiu Que sipped the tea made for him by Qing Yan Song, and his pleasant voice sounded leisurely.

When Qing Yange heard this, her eyes lit up, and she asked curiously, "What message are we sending?"

The corners of Jiu Que's mouth curled up slightly, and his bony fingers pinched the blue and white porcelain cup, and said softly: "Naturally, it's a map of border defense, and by the way, I also wrote down the fighting habits of each general."

"Will Dayong believe it?" Qing Yange asked.

Jiu Que's eyes shimmering like a secluded pool fell on Qing Yange's body, and his thin lips lifted slightly: "What do you think?"

"Did you also copy that message and give it to the generals? Let them act according to the above when they go to war, so that Dayong can taste some sweetness?" Qingyan's eyes are like autumn water, and her eyes are full of water.

Jiu Que nodded, "Smart."

Seeing that the atmosphere was just right, Qing Yange showed a smile, put her small hand on Jiu Que's palm and said softly: "Jiu Que~ Is this tea good today?"

Jiu Que glanced at the tea with few variegated colors, and rarely praised: "It's not bad."

"This is made by Feng Yinyin enclosing a mountain and letting people grow a mountain of tea leaves. Because of the special cooking technique and the tenderest part of the tea leaves, it can have such a sweet taste." Qing Qing Yange chattered about how good the tea was.

A dim light flashed across Jiu Que's eyes, "Do you want a tea merchant license?"

Qing Yange nodded hurriedly, "Yeah~"

Jiu Que was not embarrassed, and nodded without hesitation: "Yes."

Qing Yange smiled happily, gave Jiu Que a big hug, and pecked lightly on his thin lips, "Jiu Que, you are really the best~"

The corners of Jiu Que's mouth hooked slightly, his eyes were full of smiles, he raised his palms to wrap around Qing Yange's waist, and whispered softly in her ear: "Just this one kiss? "

Qing Yange caressed Jiu Que's delicate cheeks, the smile on the corner of his mouth continued to expand, and he extended an invitation to Jiu Que, "How about we go to bed to deepen our communication?"

Jiu Que, who was thinking of molesting Qingyange a second ago, immediately let go of Qingyange's restraint after hearing Qingyange's words, and fled, "I'll come see you some other day .”

After the words fell, he rushed out the door.

Qingyange looked at the hastily leaving back with a bit of regret.

Alas, this beautiful boy is dangling in front of his eyes.

Why do you always have nothing to eat?
……

The next day.

The morning light is faint, and a patter of rain has just fallen outside the window, adding a little bit of coolness.

Today is Lidong.

As soon as Qingyange came together, I felt a biting chill and a strong wind.

Qing Yuan quickly pulled out a fox cloak from the side, and put it on Qing Yange's body.

"Princess, it's already winter, you have to pay attention to the phoenix body." Qing Yuan said.

Qingyange nodded, and looked up at the little glutinous rice dumpling lying on the bed.

The improvement of the small glutinous rice dumpling has improved a lot, and it is no longer as sick as before, as if it would pass away at any time.

Unexpectedly, that crazy monk really has two brushes.

"Today is Zijin's last day of taking medicine, right?" Qing Yange raised her eyebrows and asked with a touch of joy in her tone.

Qing Yuan nodded, and echoed with a smile: "Yes, as long as these four pills are taken today, the emperor will definitely be cured!"

The corners of Qing Yange's mouth were curved, and her thin lips were slightly lifted, "Qing Yuan, tell the imperial dining room of the Princess Mansion to prepare some light food that Zi Jin likes to eat tonight."

"Alright!" Qing Yuan replied.

(End of this chapter)