When Yao Qianzhu saw that Beiling was still disobedient, she became angry and kissed her directly.

Beiling finally behaved now and didn't dare to move anymore.

After a long time, Yao Qianzhu let go of Bei Ling, and then asked, "Are we going to make trouble again?" In the darkness of the night, he looked at Bei Ling's drunken appearance, and he didn't know how he felt. How long has it been? How long has it been since he last saw him?

Is she looking so naive? What a wonderful time, she forced herself to dress like a young and mature person, looking like she has tasted all kinds of things in the world.

"No more fuss." Beiling replied obediently.

"That's good." Yao Qianzhu nodded with satisfaction and released his hand holding Beiling. As soon as Beiling got hold of him, Yao Qianzhu pushed Yao Qianzhu back hard. Yao Qianzhu

Behind you is a large lotus pond, which falls into the river just right.

Beiling smiled proudly and clapped her hands: "Huh! Take a good bath!"

After saying that, he returned to his bedroom triumphantly.

Yao Qianzhu was floating in the water, and for a moment he didn't know how to describe his mood.

Happy? Well, wouldn’t it be too mean to say that?

Anger? It seems that there is no such level of feeling at all.

Helpless? This seems to be the case. Beiling really looks like a child when she is drunk.

How good. How long has it been since she was so troubled?

Pretty good, really.

After Yao Qianzhu smiled with satisfaction, he climbed up from the water and walked towards Qingping Palace. When he reached the entrance of the palace, a plainly dressed maid walked towards him.

When the palace maid saw him, she immediately lowered her head to support him and left in a hurry. It was as if she had seen some evil ghost and she was afraid of being caught by him.

Although Yao Qianzhu found it strange, he walked to Beiling's room without delving into it.

After entering, he saw that Bei Ling had changed her clothes and was lying on the bed, sleeping peacefully. The soothing incense was still burning on the table. At this time, he thought of the palace maid. She probably did it.

But, why has he never seen her? No, no. He has.

Yes, that's right, it's the palace maid, the palace maid who looks similar to Hongxiu.

Does she have any purpose in doing this? Yao Qianzhu is very confused.

"Check the background of this maid named Wantao." Yao Qianzhu ordered.

"Yes." A voice appeared out of thin air and then disappeared. It was as if he had never been there.

Yao Qianzhu glanced at Beiling, then placed a barrier around her and left. After all, since he slept here one night that day, Beiling no longer allowed him to sleep here. The reason

Yes, men and women are different, giving and receiving are not intimate.

Yao Qianzhu actually wanted to ask, is she a girl?

However, in view of the unnecessary trouble, he obediently returned to his room.

Have a good night's sleep.

It was already noon of the next day when Beiling woke up. After a simple wash and meal, Beiling thought for a while and didn't know what to do, so he planned to go to Dongfang Aoqing to ask about the Peak Stream Conference.

When things happened, Yao Qianzhu came.

"Is something wrong?" Beiling asked.

"Yeah." Yao Qianzhu nodded.

"What's up."

"event."

"Get lost." Beiling replied directly.

"Have you ever investigated the palace maid named Wantao?" Yao Qianzhu asked.

Beiling was confused, why did she mention a palace maid so politely? She thought about the name in her mind, suddenly remembered something, and immediately made a long face to express her displeasure.

"Fall in love with her?"

"Stinky girl, what are you thinking about?" Yao Qianzhu felt very good after hearing Beiling's sour tone, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. As he spoke, he raised his hand to rub Beiling's hair out of habit.

Beiling didn't dodge for a moment, and it played into her heart. She didn't think her tone had any other meaning. But, to be honest, when she said that sentence, she felt like there was a wall in her heart, which made her feel uncomfortable.

very.

"Go and call her here. Maybe we can learn some things, such as why she and Hong Xiu are so similar." Yao Qianzhu replied.

"Her?" Beiling was confused.

"What can she have? She is just a maid who is too weak to be weak." Beiling always had different emotions towards Wantao, one of deep disdain and contempt.

Yao Qianzhu smiled, "A person without any spiritual power can change your clothes. Ling'er, when did your vigilance become so low? Even if you were drunk last night, you wouldn't have no vigilance at all."

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"What did you say?!"

"You don't know who helped you back to the palace?" Yao Qianzhu was surprised, "She can sneak into you silently and help you put on clean clothes. How can such a person be a waste!"

"Come here." After listening to Yao Qianzhu's words, Bei Ling immediately ordered to go down and "bring Wantao to me."

"Yes, Your Highness." The palace maid responded and immediately went to do it.

Wantao, who are you?

"Your Highness, bring Wantao." After a while, Wantao was brought.

She still looked like she was shrinking and had no confidence. She knelt down to greet Bei Ling with a frightened expression on her face: "My slave, my slave Wantao has met Her Royal Highness the Princess."

"Wantao, who are you?" Beiling asked coldly.

"Ah, slave, this slave is Wantao." Wantao didn't react for a while and was a little panicked.

"Really?" Bei Ling pondered, obviously not believing her words. After Yao Qianzhu's suggestion, Bei Ling searched for the information from last night in her mind. It was obvious that her memory had changed since she transferred Yao Qianzhu to

After being pushed into the lotus pond, there is a blank, with no extra memory to show what happened last night.

"Did you help me change my clothes yesterday?"

"Yes, I am a slave. Please, please atone for your sins, princess." Wantao immediately kowtowed and admitted her mistake.

Beiling Yujie, was she too cruel at the beginning, so she left the impression of a violent maniac on this girl? Why do you feel so afraid of her?

Bei Ling twitched the corner of his mouth and glanced at Yao Qianzhu to signal him to speak.

Yao Qianzhu understood and walked towards Wantao. His first words shocked Wantao.

He said: "What is the relationship between Red Sleeves and you?"

Wantao didn't answer, and in panic she looked into Yao Qianzhu's strange-colored eyes. Those strange eyes seemed to understand everything and see through all her disguises.

Wantao fell silent.

"What is the relationship between Hongxiu and you?" Yao Qianzhu asked again.

"It doesn't matter." This time Wantao replied quickly. She changed her cowardice and looked directly at Yao Qianzhu, "I don't know who Hongxiu is, so that Hongxiu has nothing to do with me."

"Really?" Yao Qianzhu smiled evilly, her tone was meaningful, and it was obvious that he did not believe her words at all.

"My slave has said everything that needs to be said, but whether you believe it or not depends on Your Highness the Princess," Wantao said.

Yao Qianzhu smiled when he heard this.
Chapter completed!