Chi Wanyue's eyes turned back and forth on the faces of Qiu Feng and Qiulin, and she said thoughtfully: "You don't look like brothers."

One was taciturn, the other never stopped talking.

"Is there a possibility that I hugged you two by mistake?"

The autumn wind is silent, and the autumn forest is eloquent.

"Princess, please stop making fun of us. If my parents hear this, they will feel uneasy and have to jump out of the coffin."

Chi Wanyue couldn't hold back and laughed.

Qiulin's mouth is really clueless.

Qiu Feng frowned and glanced at Qiulin, feeling that it was disrespectful for him to joke about his parents. After glaring at him, he realized that he didn't look at her at all.

Feeling annoyed, I stepped on him hard.

This kick was really real, and Qiulin's face was twisted in pain.

Chi Wanyue's eyes moved to Qiulin, and she smiled happily: "Look, if you don't keep your words, you will get beaten."

Qiulin made a sad face, why was he always the one who got hurt?

Chi Wanyue paused and then said, "However, your flattery is very much to my liking."

Speaking of the latter part, Chi Wanyue smiled as if she was blooming, and even wanted to reach out and pat Qiulin on the shoulder.

"What is this doing?"

Ning Huaizhao's voice suddenly sounded, successfully attracting Chi Wanyue's attention.

Chi Wanyue turned around and saw Ning Huaizhao, and ran over with a bound.

Qiulin looked at the sudden appearance of Ning Huaizhao and patted his chest with lingering fear. Fortunately, he hid quickly and did not let the little princess's hand fall on his shoulder. Otherwise, he would probably not be able to escape today's punishment.

"Azhao, look, I brought these from my father's house. They are all good things."

"Go and see if you like it. If you like it, stay. If you don't like it, I'll move back."

After listening to her words, Ning Huaizhao's eyes fell on the busy servants. He curiously walked towards the study room and after scanning around, he couldn't help but smile.

They are really all good things. Not to mention anything else, except for the pens on the pen holder, some are wolf-haired ones and some are made with rabbit fur. They look very expensive.

Chi Wanyue carefully observed his expression, stuck out her little head, and said in a cheerful voice, "Does Azhao like it?"

Ning Huaizhao looked down at her, with a bit of helplessness on his face.

He really relied on this little girl to offend his future father-in-law before they even got married.

Seeing the little girl's expectant and joyful expression, Ning Huaizhao couldn't bear to brush her off.

As for the Marquis, it's better to go back and quietly find a better one to make up for it.

"Yes, I like it, but I'd better take those calligraphy and paintings back."

Chi Wanyue blinked, walked to the desk, picked up the calligraphy and paintings on it and looked at it, then turned to look at Ning Huaizhao.

"Why? I heard that these calligraphy and paintings are all authentic and difficult to find. My father keeps them as treasures."

Ning Huaizhao didn't answer immediately. He walked up to Chi Wanyue, took the rice paper next to him and spread it on the table. He raised his chin and said, "Grind ink."

"oh oh."

Chi Wanyue quickly picked up the inkstone and watched him write and draw on rice paper with a brush.

By the time Ning Huaizhao put down his brush, a quarter of an hour had passed.

"What do you think of my painter?"

Chi Wanyue: "..."

She looked at the indescribable painting on the rice paper, not knowing whether it was a chicken or a duck, and fell into a brief tangle, whether she wanted Ah Zhao or her conscience.

Raising her eyes to meet Ning Huaizhao's gaze, Chi Wanyue decisively gave up her conscience.

"This is the painter."

Chi Wanyue gave a thumbs up and looked at him with her eyes wide open, trying to show that she was sincere.

Ning Huaizhao couldn't help but laugh, his eyebrows filled with joy, he reached out to pinch Chi Wanyue's face, and spoke with teasing.

"You can tell such nonsense. It's really hard work for my little princess."

Chi Wanyue pouted her lips, stretched out her arms to hug Ning Huaizhao's waist, and raised her eyes to look at him obediently. Her voice was bright, like twinkling stars in the sky, and the light and shadow were bright and flashed into his heart.

"I don't care, Azhao's is good, everything is good."

Ning Huaizhao's smile became more and more joyful, the tail of his eyes raised slightly, and there was a watery light in his eyes, like a bright blue star curtain.

"Sex makes the mind dim, but the ancients sincerely did not deceive me."

Chi Wanyue shook her head: "That's not true, I can only see Ah Zhao, only Ah Zhao's color."

Ning Huaizhao reached out and held her little face. The more he looked at her, the joy in his heart kept overflowing like a tank full of water.

"I don't like calligraphy and painting, and I don't have the talent. It's best to put these calligraphy and paintings in the hands of people who know how to appreciate them."

Chi Wanyue waved her little hand and without hesitation exposed her own father's background: "My father is just a rough guy. He doesn't understand. He just hangs in the study to save face."

Laughter rolled out of his throat. Ning Huaizhao lowered his head to kiss her. His voice was a little muffled and low, but it was full of love that could not be concealed: "How can A Bao be so cute?"

Chi Wanyue stood on tiptoes to respond to him, her voice as soft as a ball of cotton: "It's me who loves A Zhao, so cute."

Ning Huaizhao's eyes were full of smiles, he stretched out his hand to hold the back of her head, and kissed her gently and gently.

Chi Wanyue is like a little sun. This ray of sunshine penetrates all the way, slowly drying out the darkness and dampness in his heart, just waiting for them to take root and sprout in the sunny weather.

Suddenly the sound of autumn wind came from outside the door.

"Master, the Marquis's bodyguard wants to see you."

Ning Huaizhao let go of Chi Wanyue, turned to look outside the room, and responded.

When she turned around again, Chi Wanyue reached out and touched his eyes, smiling sweetly and with deep affection in her eyes.

Ning Huaizhao stretched out his hand, held Chi Wanyue's hand in his palm, and moved slightly closer: "What's wrong?"

Chi Wanyue stood on tiptoes and kissed his eyes.

Ning Huaizhao closed his eyes reflexively, his eyelashes trembled, his Adam's apple slid up and down, his heart trembled, and he exerted force on his hands. He felt that the softness in his hands easily broke down his guard.

Chi Wanyue stood firm, raised her little face and looked at Ning Huaizhao, her smiling eyes were crooked, like the tip of the moon shaking in an autumn night.

The shadow of the moon swayed and swayed, and it swayed straight into his heart.

The little girl's sweet and sweet voice also entered his heart.

She said: "Azhao, I like your eyes. I liked them before, but I like them even more now, especially when they turn red, because this is proof that Azhao loves me."

Ning Huaizhao's heart was filled with emotions, as if a huge wave had rolled into the sky.

He stared straight at Chi Wanyue, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Chi Wanyue turned around and put away the calligraphy and paintings, and muttered: "The personal guard must have been sent by my father to ask me to go back and enter the palace with him."

Speaking of entering the palace, Ning Huaizhao seemed to be suddenly awakened by something.


Chapter completed!