Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Princess Zhaoyang, after knowing that the person she loved had stolen from her cousin's military mansion, couldn't help but steal the palace.

The little prince was not allowed to be disturbed while training, and Zhaoyang had to wait beside him.

Xing Qi kowtowed to the melon seeds and looked distressed.

Princess Zhaoyang looked at the scene. The white boy had a bow and arrow in his hand. Cousin stood beside him in a sharp shape. Her eyebrows were clear, and her handsome face was one of the best in the capital. A number of women dared to do so.

The little man in white is a different style, such as the face of the jade is born everywhere in a particularly refined way, giving a gentle and gentle feeling. The ink hair is bound with golden hair and the wind is unrivalled.

She looked with her face for a while and saw her cousin not knowing what to say, then walked behind the white boy, slightly possessed, holding each other's hands.

Zhaoyang, "…”

She stared at the scene and always felt a little powerless.

But there's nothing strange about it.

The white boy seemed to be unfamiliar, turning his face slightly, "Little Prince, isn't this appropriate? ”

The person behind him looked cold and faint, “What's wrong with that? You can't even hold a bow and arrow the wrong way. The king has never seen anyone as talented as you. ”

Shen Kibai, "…”

The other side raised his eyebrows slightly. “On the contrary, Son Yin seems to have something to say, but what's the secret? ”

She suddenly swallowed and tried to ignore each other's presence.

If you seem to care about yourself everywhere, it becomes your problem.

Zhaoyang stared at him for a while and couldn't help but ask, “Are they all like this these past few days? ”

Xing Qi nodded with sadness, kowtowing to the melon seeds and sighed for a long time.

Princess Zhaoyang did not understand the pain in his heart, she was unjustifiably depressed, and really wanted to go up and pull them apart together.

But thinking about it, my cousin probably listened to what he said in the palace that day before taking such care of Yin Yu.

Cousins are too lazy to care if they are ordinary people.

Think about it, Princess Zhaoyang is finally in a better mood.

Until after training.

The Miyagi followed her instructions and brought over the kitchen box prepared by the royal chef.

“Yin Yu, this is the pastry I brought you specially from the palace.” Princess Zhaoyang opened the box and revealed the beautiful and delicate pastries inside.

Shim Wood White is tired and his arms are so sour, even if the food is ahead of him, he is heartless and powerless.

Her fingers are still shaking.

“Thank the princess for her beauty, Yin Yu received it. ”

Princess Zhaoyang was sweet in her heart, and now she is satisfied just by looking at this face in front of her.

It's just that my heart hasn't done it yet. Strange, “Yin Yu, why don't you eat it? Isn't this pastry not in your appetite? ”

“Aren't you afraid of being discovered if you sneak out of the palace?” A voice came.

The little prince approached with his boots and glanced slightly at the pastries in the food box.

Princess Zhaoyang bowed her lips, "The palace is very boring, I'm going to get moldy all day.” She saw that the white boy was a little tired and complained, "cousin, Yin Yiu hasn't taught Wu since childhood, don't let him suffer too much. ”

Xue Rong glanced at the person she had said and said softly, “If it were the general of this king's men, I'm afraid it wouldn't be that simple to practice. ”