The young man stared at the debris on the ground, and under his long long eyelashes, a cold breath was shining: "Why are you so careless?" ”

The slave maid was shocked, and hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed: "Father-in-law Qiu forgives the sin, the slave and maid will never dare to do it again." ”

Qiu Qianqiu stared at the people on the ground, and said in a cold tone: "But what happened?" ”

The slave hesitated slightly, not knowing whether to say it or not. Just as she hesitated, the cold voice sounded in her ears: "If you don't say it, then you don't need to say it in the future." ”

The slave was very frightened in her heart, and hurriedly told the truth.

"That's it, what the slave said is the truth, please ask Grandpa Qiu to learn from it."

She had only heard the name of Father-in-law Qiu before, and even if she saw it, she had glanced at it from a distance. But now that they have come into contact, the slave maid finally understands why those people in the harem are so jealous of the young man.

That cold breath, and ruthless means.

It's terrifying.

Sometimes the slave and maid even have an illusion, as if the father-in-law Qiu in front of him is not a living person, but a water ghost who specializes in harvesting his life in the palace.

The boy said in a strange tone: "Oh? Is this true? ”

The slave didn't dare to raise her head, and said in a low voice: "The slave and maid can hear clearly........

Qiu Qianqiu chuckled.

The laughter was three parts cold, three parts pleasant.

But it made the slave feel a little creepy.

"Do you remember their voices?" Qiu Qianqiu said lightly.

The slave lifted her face and nodded apprehensively.

Thinking that he had misheard, the money jar spirit walked out of the palace, walked towards the young man, blinked his eyes, and then stretched out his little hand and said softly: "Qianqiu." ”

Qiu Qianqiu picked up the girl on the ground, and the pale and slender hand had a sickly beauty, just like him. Under the crown of the black hair and black gauze hat, the face is beautiful, beautiful and cold.

"How's the princess doing these two days?"

Su Ci raised her little face slightly, and said glutinously: "If Qianqiu comes to see me, Porcelain will be even happier." On her lotus-like wrist, she wore a thin gold and silver bracelet, hugged the young man's neck, and pasted it: "Is Qianqiu busy?" ”

The cold aura lingered.

The money jar heard the young man say in her ear: "Thirteenth princess, I have prepared a good show for you, do you want to watch it?" ”

Su Ci blinked: "What's the show?" ”

The young man lowered his eyes, and a smile appeared on his lips: "The princess will find out later." ”

Su Ci didn't know what this good show was worth, and the young man wearing a golden silk robe and a black gauze crown hat pinched the jade beads in his palm and played chess pieces with her.

It wasn't until a few minions outside the door were escorted in.

Qiu Qianqiu didn't raise his head, but continued this chess.

The money jar spirit was a little uncontrollable, she tilted her head slightly, and said a little confused: "Qianqiu? ”

"Thirteenth princess, pay attention."

Under the young man's long eyelashes, his eyes are a little bewitching. The pale fingers, every step down, are interlocking, every step is thrilling, and not a drop of water.

Su Ci had no choice but to sit obediently, pursed her lips slightly, and looked at the chess pieces seriously.

She didn't want to pretend not to understand this time, but she met her opponent.

There was even a faint downfall.

Su Ci still lost in the end.

Qiu Qianqiu said unhurriedly: "The thirteenth princess lost." ”

Su Ci tilted her little face slightly.

The young man didn't have the shame of bullying the small at all, his eyes drooped, and he said, "This time the thirteenth princess, what do you owe me?" "Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience comes from Aiwang.