In an unusually gorgeous dormitory, the scent of incense rose from the brains of the black-gold beasts with hooked teeth. The octagonal caisson of the roof has a total of five layers, the red lacquer is painted with gold and color, the dragon and the phoenix dance, the peony lily, the patterns are intertwined, and the exquisiteness is exquisite.

The four walls of the caisson are not gilded, but have a half-inch thick gold wall, the gold wall is carved with dark lines, the patterns are different shades, staggered and complicated, and you can glimpse the exquisite and profound craftsmanship at a glance.

Most of the objects in the dormitory are glass, and the luxurious couch of the four-pillar veil is on the heart of the piano with both hands on the cheeks, lying on his stomach and staring at the sleeping beauty.

A distant piano sound suddenly sounded in the heart of the piano, and the beauty's eyebrows twitched slightly.

She got up lightly and landed on the ground, stepping barefoot on the fox fur blanket and walking out of the dormitory.

"Who's playing the piano?" The sound of the piano is as light as a mosquito.

The maidservant who served outside the door also reported in a low voice: "Back to the master, it is the fifth lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, who has come to learn the piano with Miss Su Hua." ”

"Wiped out their fingers. From now on, the master of Qinghu has not risen, and no one is allowed to make noise and frolic. Qin Xin turned back and climbed into bed lightly.

"Yes."

Eight handmaidens curtsied. They looked at each other, their faces twitched a little, and the two standing at the outermost point gritted their teeth, or went to pass on the communication.

Qin Xin slowed down her breathing, and her hand as white as jade reached out to Qinghu's face, she didn't dare to disturb Qinghu's sweet dream, and only traced the outline of Qinghu's face in the air.

But Qinghu was still awakened by the wind silk brought by the movement of his fingers. Her well-defined curly eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyelids lifted as if to uncover the brocade that covered the orb, the apricot eyes of the clear lake full of clear water blinked, and she saw the caisson on the roof through the tulle.

"This is ......," her slurred and sweet voice made Qin Xin a little enchanted.

"Your home." Qin Xin smiled and leaned in, the tip of his nose almost touching Qinghu's face.

Qinghu was frightened, she picked up the brocade quilt and sat on the pillow, and her back was cold before she realized that she was only wearing obscene clothes.

"You! You! Qinghu hugged the quilt and wrapped himself tightly, panicking and not knowing what to say.

"Don't worry, I personally stripped and freshened up for Xiaoqinghu." Qin Xin jumped up and hugged Qinghu, and said crookedly: "Whoever dares to touch Xiaoqinghu's body will chop him up and feed it to the dog even if he looks at him." ”

Qinghu's face was stiff, and the red rope was still on her wrist, but she couldn't enter the Yuyue Courtyard, and Luochen's divine bow still didn't react.

"Where's my stuff?!" Clear Lake suddenly remembered her little black stone.

Qin Xin kept smiling and looking at Qinghu's panicked appearance, she lifted a thin veil and pointed to the glass case not far away: "Your things are all my treasures, how can you lose them?" ”

"You get out!" Qinghu saw her clothes, and she didn't want this inexplicable person to see her body again.

"How can I get out?" The heart of the piano pulled back the tulle at the end of the bed, and the neatly folded exquisite clothes filled the long table.

Qin Xin's fingers swiped over a set of brocade clothes, and looked back at Qinghu from time to time, and finally chose a set of goose yellow palace clothes. She picked it up with both hands and looked at it, and said to herself unsatisfied: "These clothes are not worthy of Xiao Qinghu, and I also complain that I didn't prepare them in advance, let them rush out today, so that Xiao Qinghu can go out." ”

"I'll just wear my own, you go out." Qinghu felt that this piano heart was chattering, which was really abnormal.

"Then what's the matter, I'm going to dress and freshen up Xiaoqinghu, don't you want to leave my sight!" Qin Xin still fished the goose yellow palace to Qinghu's side, and reached out to pull out Qinghu's quilt.

The little delicate and cute of the gods-sama /book/97692/