The new batch must be taught first.
Nie Rong couldn't figure it out, so Zhizhi didn't tell him.
She nodded pretentiously, "I don't know, maybe you made me angry."
Nie Rong paused. He?
He took a deep breath and was about to ask Zhizhi what was wrong.
I turned my head and saw that Zhizhi had closed her eyes and fell asleep comfortably.
Nie Rong was very depressed.
He was almost feeling wronged to death.
The two slept together, separated by a long distance.
When Zhizhi was awake, Nie Rong didn't dare to call her.
He could only wait until Zhizhi fell asleep before he could tiptoe over and hug this little sweet girl.
Every time at dawn, Qing An would come to call him to attend court, and Nie Rong would go out carefully for fear of waking her up.
Several days passed like this, and Nie Rong still couldn't figure out what was wrong with Zhizhi.
When asked, Xiaohong hesitated and didn't dare to lie, so she said that Zhizhi didn't let her tell.
Qing'an was even less clear.
For several days in a row, Nie Rong exuded a gloomy atmosphere when he attended court, and all the officials in the court subconsciously held their breath and acted like quails.
The emperor didn't know what he was thinking about, and he dodged and avoided Nie Rong's sight, fearing that he would offend this evil spirit.
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Zhizhi took Xiaohong out of the house to play.
Nie Rong never restricted her in this regard, which was a rare advantage of his.
She walked slowly along the way and suddenly stopped beside a building.
Xiaohong hesitated and said,
"Ma'am, are we really going in?"
Zhizhi covered her mouth and said with wide eyes,
"Call me Miss."
"Yes, miss." Xiaohong shouted honestly.
The two of them walked around in a big circle, away from the palace carriage, and finally reached the door of the pavilion.
——Incense seller.
Zhizhi pushed open the door, and the madam smiled brightly with her big white teeth bared.
"Hey, which young man in our building does this guest want to order?"
Zhizhi waved her hand and said, "Whoever is prettier comes."
The madam took the money and smiled from ear to ear, and began to entertain Zhizhi warmly.
"Please come in, guests."
Then he shouted, "Number one!"
After Zhizhi and the other person went in, they didn't notice the person whose expression changed drastically not far away.
Qing'an felt like the sky was finally falling!
It's over!
The prince must be furious!
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