Yong Jing chuckled, his ink-colored eyes seemed to be surging with a smile, "Is she a pig?"

Song Yan continued to remain silent, although he also felt quite alike.

"You can see that she didn't come into contact with Yong Binwei's people?" Yong Jing asked again, playing with the topaz ornaments with her white jade palm.

At the beginning, his people reported that this little palace lady named Rong Huang was working in his Yuan'an Temple on the bright side, but secretly contacted a fifth-grade official next to Prince Yong Binwei several times.

Every few days, news of Yuan'an Temple will be passed on to Fanghui.

However, Yong Jing kept the entire Yuan'an Temple firmly in his hands. Every time there was little news that the outside world could know, they were basically dispensable, so they didn’t immediately solve the problem. Maid.

It's not impossible to keep the idiot of the paralyzed prince, just take it as an understanding and relieving boredom.

Song Yan recalled it carefully, and indeed did not see Yong Binwei's person, and decisively denied, "No."

Yong Jing was silent for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking, his handsome face was hidden in the dark, it was difficult to distinguish his expression.

For a long time, when Song Yan thought that Yong Jing would not speak anymore, Yong Jing made a leisurely voice. During this period, there was a crisp sound of collision of topaz ornaments, "Since I am awake, let her feed Wangcai."

As long as he can feed Wangcai, it won't be in vain that he asks her to give her medicine.

Song Yan's eyes flickered, knowing that His Royal Highness was deliberately tossing the little palace lady, so he stopped saying anything, clasped his fists and said in a deep voice, "Yes." Then he retreated.

The huge room fell silent again, and Yong Jing's tall figure was hidden in the dark.

"No hurry, come one by one."

The man's voice carried a bone-splitting chill, slowly drifting away in the air with a shady bird.

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Rong Huang didn't go back to sleep at the Datong Shop for ten people again. He randomly found a place in Yuan'an Hall and took out the milky white rabbit bag that was walking along before leaving the Yushanfang. The cat slowly bitten in the corner.

Oooh, it's so delicious.

There was the last one left. Just as Rong Huang was about to open his mouth and swallow it, a shadow suddenly fell on his head.

Rong Huang raised his eyes and saw Song Yan standing against the light, almost not scared to death, choking coughing.

Tears came out from coughing, and the corners of his eyes were flushed.

Very pitiful.

Song Yan was still expressionless, putting one hand on the scabbard, "It's time to feed Wangcai."

Rong Huang raised his finger to the sky, and choked silently, "Big Brother, it's not light yet."

She's still a child, don't you know that enslaving child labor is against the law, this young man? !

Song Yan remained unmoved, still maintaining the ruthless and handsome guards, "Wang Cai needs to be fed eight times a day."

Eight times?

Is it a pig cast !

It looks like a tiger and beast, but has a dog's name and a pig's stomach?

Rong Huang was dying of anger. As soon as he was about to roll up his sleeves and beat Song Wei, he heard Shui Shui say, "Don't be impulsive, little cutie can't beat people!"

Peerlessly cute Rong Huang angrily dispelled the thought of beating people, hummingly put the rabbit bag into his mouth, then clapped his hands and stood up, and walked straight around Song Yan towards the apse.

Feed the brain axe, right, this king will feed it to you!

If you don’t show your power, are you a little cat when you are the king?

Watching Rong Huang walk towards the apse, Song Yan turned around holding the long sword and left without saying a word.

"My lord, I forgot to tell you the tasks in this world before." Shui Shui lay on Rong Huang's shoulders and said softly.