"Get up, hurry up and wait until you're done."

The beauty glanced at the palace maid who was kneeling on the ground begging for mercy. Her breath flowed like ripples in the empty realm, full of supreme majesty, and her whole body exuded a frightening danger.

"Thank you to the fourth prince for not killing. Thank you to the fourth prince for not killing."

The palace maid who had made a mistake realized that her life had been saved, and quickly kowtowed to the two masters, stood up, and carefully served the young man in white shirt, not daring to listen to the conversation again, for fear of being distracted.

Something went wrong and a life-saving head was lost.

"Brother Four Emperors, can you just give this outfit to Mo Feng? Mo Feng likes this outfit very much."[

After changing his clothes, the young man looked left and right in front of the bronze mirror, smiling with satisfaction and curling his eyes.

Today, the boy wore a new blue shirt that was almost the same color as the beauty. The only difference was that a few water lotuses blooming in the water were embroidered on the sleeves and tail, as if a wisp of pure elegance bloomed in the lake.

, deeply loved by teenagers.

"Haha, you came here to ask for something from the Four Emperors so early in the morning?"

This set of water-lotus cotton blue shirt was ordered by the beauty at the Royal Clothing Workshop in the palace before winter.

The style of the shirt is unique and novel, and a lot of thought has been put into the tailoring. There is only one piece in Long Liang's palace. The beauty's original intention in ordering it was to give it to the boy to wear during the New Year, as a New Year.

The gift got through in vain, but now it has been seen by the boy in advance, so it has to be given out temporarily. The New Year gift will have to be considered later.

The beauty walked to the boy's side and arranged the inner clothes folded around his neck. She shook her head and sighed, sighing that her younger brother had such an unusually sharp eye.

A good thing only needs to be glanced at, and then it belongs to him. No one can take it away, because if you take it away, he will fight you tooth and nail. He is a hard-core and bloody person who comes from the same bloodline. No one can subdue him except himself.

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But the problem is that the beauty is simply reluctant to subdue his seventh brother. When he has a good thing, he can't help but want to find a share for his seventh brother first. It doesn't matter whether he can get it or not.

Well

A strange thought suddenly appeared in the beauty's mind. His feelings for the boy in front of him were not much the same as Shao Mingjun's feelings for him, right?

Isn't that broken?

The pupils of her eyes suddenly shrank and became smaller, and the beauty's hand that was placed on the collar button of the boy's shirt quickly retracted as if it was stabbed, and she was frightened by her own deteriorated feelings.

"Brother Yonko, what's wrong with you? Do you want to give it or not?"

In the past few years in the palace, the young man has asked for many things from the beauty, but the things placed in the house always disappear after a while. When he wants to use them, he can't find them no matter how much he searches.

When I arrived, I asked the servants, but they all said something like they had not seen it, and no one helped the young man to search for it seriously.

As time goes by, when the boy is in the palace, he wears one shirt in spring and autumn, another shirt in summer, and another shirt in winter.

Three pieces a year, and it has been going on for five years.

One time, the beauty noticed something strange and asked the young man why he always wore the same clothes and whether he was being bullied by the maids. The young man just opened his beautiful eyes and shook his head, denying it in a very serious and solemn manner.

Lose.
Chapter completed!