Yan Jing ran to appreciate the flowers and fed the fish. He went home only at noon.

In the afternoon, Chu Shuang asked Yan Jing: "Master, what are you doing in the afternoon?"

"Sleep." It's better to sleep than to do nothing.

Chushuang: "..."

She was dressed so beautifully and didn't show her face in front of the emperor. It was a big loss. She was anxious for her master.

Seeing her like this, Yan Jing said, "Then from tomorrow, I will wear simpler clothes so that you won't be anxious."

"Actually, I was wearing it for Guiren Ning today. After all, I was going to make friends, so I had to wear it better."

"It's a pity that she doesn't praise me, alas!"

Chushuang: "..."

Lord, it's a bit weird!

"Be good, wait for me to sleep." Yan Jing likes to dress beautifully, but she doesn't want to see Chushuang's twisted expression at all.

Choose one of two, then be more elegant.

Chushuang thought the Lord was just taking a nap, but who knew that the Lord slept until night, and then woke up and shouted: "Chushuang, I'm hungry."

“Make more of the kitchen.”

Chu Shuang coughed twice and said embarrassingly: "Lord, this is all a matter of knowledge."

"But it's mainly because I can't eat enough. If I don't dislike it, I can eat my servants."

Yan Jing had no choice but to: "I won't eat yours."

"I'm enough to eat, kidding."

The food of noble people is really average, because the palace has been advocating the style of diligence and thrift recently. Only these unpopular concubines have truly implemented this diligence and thrift.

Anyway, only these people are the most thrifty, and those favored will be rewarded by the emperor.

Yan Jing was in love with the world, and Yang Yingmei did nothing every day. She felt that she loved to eat, so she thought about all kinds of delicacies for her to eat.

After dinner, Yan Jing washed up under Chushuang's service, lay down again, closed her eyes and glanced for a while, opened her eyes and said to Wei Yin, "Come on, put on clothes."

"What clothes?" Wei Yin responded quickly.

Yan Jing thought for a moment and said, "Just the clothes Wei Lan is wearing in modern times?"

"How do I know what clothes Wei Lan is wearing in modern times?" Wei Yin said.

Yan Jing's face turned cold: "Why did you talk to me?"

Wei Yin: "?"

This Yan Jing!

Really enough!

How could she suppress herself with confidence every day?

Too much, hum!

"I was wrong." Wei Yin instantly constrained and admitted his mistake. He cares about her. He admits that he has a lot of meat.

He had long realized that it was the most useless thing to be able to reason with women.

Yan Jing refused to give in: "Where was the mistake?"

Wei Yin said weakly: "I don't know, you will be wrong if you say I am wrong?"

"It's all my fault anyway."

"Speak well in the future." Yan Jing said.

Wei Yin suddenly felt that it was too difficult and said aggrievedly: "I was very well-behaved before. You said that they were disgusting, but I was normal. You said that I was not good at talking."

"Don't rush like this." Yan Jing was not happy to listen.

Wei Yin: "I understand."

"But I really don't know what Wei Lan wears in modern times. You also know that their modern stories only have simple plots and no details as to what the clothes look like."

Yan Jing thought about Wei Lan and Ning Muying, both modern killers and are also proficient in poison art, so the style can be guessed.

"Just have a simple short-sleeved shirt, a pair of black overalls and a cooler pair of leather shoes." Yan Jing said.

Wei Yin: "Haole."

Yan Jing got the clothes, which were her size, and was quite satisfied. After changing them, she asked Wei Yin: "Is it cool?"

Wei Yin: "Cool!"

"Don't you ask how many points?" he asked.

Yan Jing didn't care much: "You can add it casually."

Wei Yin: "..."

"Forget it, a set of clothes is not worth much, I'll give it to you." Wei Yin was so kind that he was tired.

I'm not in the mood to get any points.

Yan Jing said politely: "Thank you."

"What are you doing in this outfit?" Wei Yin asked curiously.

Yan Jing ignored him.

Wei Yin: True. Throw it out after using it.

It felt a little early now, so Yan Jing sat in the room for a while before building the passage and went directly to Ning Muying's room.

Then she found that Ning Muying was not in the room. She sat in Ning Muying's room and pondered for a moment. She used her spiritual sense to look for Ning Muying and knew her location.

Ning Muying sneaked out in the middle of the night, and she really couldn't sleep.

She wanted to have a thorough understanding of the palace and then formulated a plan to leave the palace, but she did not harm the original family.

I felt a little guilty about occupying my original body and could not let her family be affected again.

So this plan must be good.

Actually, she didn't think about it on purpose. When she traveled into this body, the original owner of this body was already angry. If she hadn't traveled over, then the body would have died.

This era is too backward. In fact, this body is not seriously ill at all. Unfortunately, a little problem will cost the original body's life.

But Ning Muying was a little hesitant when she thought about it. Is she really going to leave? But she hasn't figured out whether Tao Qing is Wei Lan.

After thinking about it, I shook my head again. Forget it, I thought so much. At least I had to figure out the terrain of the palace first and be prepared for any trouble.

But this physical fitness is a bit poor and it is a bit laborious to act. Ning Muying acts dexterously in the corner of the palace, detecting every corner.

"Who are you?" In order to avoid the patrol person, Ning Muying climbed up the rockery. When he jumped down from the rockery, his feet slipped and he hit someone's arms.

It scared her.

This person was also covered in black clothes, and his hands were still instinctively supporting her.

But seeing that he looked like this, she felt relieved. She was always shameless.

"Let go." Ning Muying frowned and stood firm. She stared at the person, wondering when this person appeared next to her?

Or is it always here? In order to avoid patrol, the people who just now didn't pay attention to it, so they climbed up the rockery in a hurry.

Si Rui looked at the woman in front of him who was short of his head. She was covered with her face like herself and couldn't see her overall appearance. Even if she was not covered, she could not see clearly.

So Si Rui was no longer obsessed with seeing Ning Muying's appearance clearly.

It's pretty good to listen to the sound.

Moreover, this tone, judging from her skills in climbing the rockery just now, would not be a simple palace maid.

Si Rui let go of his hand and kept a certain distance from Ning Muying. He asked, "It's late at night, what are you doing here?"

"What I do has to do with you? I said who you are? Isn't you a thief? This is the palace, do you have the courage to steal it here?"

"Are you an assassin? Who are you going to assassinate?" Ning Muying looked up and down at Si Rui. This person was very strong, and from his standing posture and tone, he should not be an ordinary person.

Si Rui smiled and said, "Which palace is it from? It's so eloquent. I'll ask you one, you want to reply ten words."
Chapter completed!