Crying Princess is Most Favoured

"Pour a cup of hot tea for white girl to warm up."

It was the first time that he was wantonly targeted by rude eyes. Instead of being angry, Gu Yanqing played with the eighteen Bodhi masters with great interest. His eyes in the deep pool reflected Bai ruotong's delicate and pale cheek.

"White girl, please have tea."

Zhao Chengqin holds up the purple clay teapot on the table and pours a cup of hot tea to Bai ruotong.

After all this distance, her tongue was dry. Bai ruotong nodded his first thanks and sipped his tea cup, but then he frowned and spat out all the tea in his mouth.

Gu Yanqing's face suddenly sank: "how to return a responsibility?"

Bai ruotong covers his mouth with ecstasy in his heart. In her previous life, her taste was ten times more sensitive than ordinary people, which is why she became a chef at a young age. Did not expect, this talent unexpectedly accompanies her to cross over.

Everything is a double-edged sword. Although her taste is sensitive, it also means that she can feel the bitterness of tea nearly ten times as much as ordinary people. Bai ruotong is a picky. She hates all bitter things. She likes sweet and spicy.

She put down her tea cup and gave Gu Yanqing a cross hand salute: "Your Highness, if Tong chokes." She was embarrassed to stare at the yellow tea stains on the plum blossom carpet that she spit out, and quietly covered up her little fish mouth shoes.

Her funny little action did not hide Gu Yanqing's eyes, Gu Yanqing's smile broke the ice, warm: "it's not in the way."

"That Cough, cough, cough... "

Bai ruotong just wanted to test the identity of the "Royal Highness", but his throat itched and coughed. This cough, like opening the sluice switch, was out of control. She wrung her eyebrows and coughed more and more eagerly, as if to cough up her lungs.

This body was already weak. It must have been unable to hold on to another struggle just now.

"How is the white girl?" Zhao Cheng said with concern.

"I'm fine Puff... "

Bai ruotong stopped, just answered, throat closed a sweet, directly coughing up a mouthful of blood. It doesn't matter that she vomites blood, but the parabola she spits out is too long, which just splashes on the white robe of the Lord in front of her.

Bai ruotong's face is black and blue, and Zhao Cheng on the other side is also shocked. His highness is the most afraid of dirty

Gu Yanqing stares at the bloody son that blooms on the dress, Mo eyebrow is tight Cu.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to Puff... "

Bai ruotong gets up in fear and wipes the blood on Gu Yanqing's robe with his sleeve. Zhao Cheng called him "His Highness". His identity was either a prince or a prince. He dirty his clothes. If he got angry and wanted his own life, what should he do.

Zhao Cheng shivered, little ancestor. She was so desperate that she went to catch up with her son. He was afraid that his royal highness would not hold back and directly put out his hand to strangle her.

Zhao Chengzheng wants to stop him. Bai ruotong doesn't hold back another breath of blood. He coughs at Gu Yanqing's hem. With this cough, she suddenly felt weak, her eyes closed, and she fainted in Gu Yanqing's arms.

Zhao Cheng despaired. He said in his heart that he too would faint. He would not have to wait for his highness to strangle the white girl, and he would have to take care of his body.

"Your Highness, Miss Bai did not mean to offend her. Please spare her life." Zhao Cheng's palpitation is not smooth, pleading.

"When did the King say he wanted her life?" Gu Yanqing leaned over and looked at the beautiful woman in her arms. She stretched out her hand and smoothed away the wisps of green silk on her face moistened by the rain. Her black eyes were shining with a quiet light. "You should send someone to investigate who would harm the little lady."

Zhao Chengyi choked. Did he have auditory hallucinations? Has his highness ever become so attentive and nosy?

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