[Quick wear] The sticky essence of the blackened male supporting role

Pei Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, and in just a moment, he looked at the most beloved Seventh Prince in front of him. The child was wearing a bright red coat, shoes outlined with gold threads, and embellished with precious pearls. He is so favored, with a cute little face, Yuxue, with baby fat, a round body, round and bright eyes, innocent and ignorant, reminding Pei Ling of the stocky puppy pet of the Holy Majesty.

It was not easy for him to enter the imperial study to serve him, he behaved intelligently and politely, and praised the Seventh Prince from time to time in front of the Holy One, thinking that the Seventh Prince didn't have anyone available around him, the Holy One really sent him to serve him personally.

Everything went as he expected.

Pei Ling lowered his head, bowed his waist slightly, looked quiet and humble, saluted, his voice was as crisp as jade stones colliding, "I have seen His Highness the Seventh Prince, Your Highness Wanan."

Luo Ning's eyes lit up, and she was secretly pleasantly surprised. He didn't find Pei Ling, and Pei Ling just happened to come to the door by himself.

The milky voice asked Pei Ling to stand up, and asked, "What's your name?"

"The humble name of this servant is Pei Ling. He served the Holy Majesty in the Imperial Study Room. The Holy Majesty sent this servant to Ninghua Hall in memory of the Seventh Prince. From now on, His Highness will be the master of this servant."

Pei Ling's eyelashes drooped, and the eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes. His skin was white and his lips were red, and his posture was weak. He looked thin, but his slender waist looked lean and strong, like a tight bow.

Luo Ning was moved by this appearance, sick beauty, feminine and soft will not look feminine, but will only surprise people. He asked the servants in the palace to step back first, and stepped forward to hold Pei Ling's hand, with innocent eyes, He said with emotion: "Brother, you are so beautiful."

Pei Ling was startled, and hastily lowered his body, "Your Highness is just joking, Pei Ling is just a lowly slave, so he doesn't deserve His Highness's praise."

His eyes darkened, subconsciously he didn't like this kind of words, because of his appearance, he had suffered a lot, and was once attacked by some disgusting old eunuchs.

Therefore, Pei Ling didn't want others to pay attention to his appearance. If he didn't have to climb up, he would like to destroy this face.

But the Seventh Prince had no taboo in his words, and his status was noble, how could Pei Ling dare to show it.

Luo Ning tried her best to behave like a five-year-old child. With the help of the child's body, she could get closer to Pei Ling, so she touched her stomach and said softly, "Pei Ling, I'm hungry. I want to eat pastries."

Pei Ling immediately brought up the cakes and held the plate in front of Luo Ning.

Luo Ning has gotten used to this kind of life recently, and she is not shy at all when playing the role of a child, and has adapted well. Instead of reaching for it by himself, he looked up at Pei Ling with his snow-white face and round black pupils.

Pei Ling paused, and understood what Luo Ning meant. The Seventh Prince was still so young, and it was right for him to need someone to take care of him, so he picked up a piece of pastry without changing his expression, and handed it to Luo Ning's lips.

Luo Ning's cheeks were bulging with stuffing, making her cheeks fuller and rounder, and the way she chewed slowly looked very cute.

Feelings can be cultivated. If a child of him relies on Pei Ling, he will experience the taste of raising a cub. After a long time, Pei Ling may become close to him. He can pull Pei Ling from the camp of the protagonist to the Come here by yourself, and develop with the protagonist Shou, there is no future.

But he can give Pei Ling more.

While eating the pastry, Luo Ning exposed some residue at the corners of his mouth. Snow-white powder stuck to the corners of his mouth. Pei Ling fixed his gaze on it. He picked up a handkerchief to help wipe it off. His fingers accidentally touched the bulging face. It was slippery and smooth Soft, just like milk cake, the touch is great.

Pei Ling had never touched a child before, so he didn't know that the skin of a child was so tender. After touching it, he still felt a little unsatisfied, and even a little curious, what would it be like if he went up to take a bite.

According to previous reports, Pei Ling hated this kind of child the most. Because of his good fortune, he was carefree and didn't have to worry about anything.

But now for some reason, when he met the Seventh Prince's clear eyes, he didn't have that tyrannical desire in his heart, maybe it was because the Seventh Prince was not so pampered and was ridiculously innocent.

Pei Ling restrained himself, and when he was about to continue serving, a chubby little hand stretched out in front of him, with plump fingers, holding a piece of pastry. Luo Ning said, "You can eat it too, it's delicious."

Pei Ling lowered his eyes, a little surprised, and said in a calm tone: "Your Highness is too flattering to the servant, and the servant deserves to eat such good things."

Each one is carefully made by the royal chef, and the ingredients used in the pastry are all rare and good things.

There was a delicate fragrance from the tip of his nose, and Pei Ling didn't have any appetite.

Luo Ning raised her chubby hand and looked at Pei Ling with bright eyes, "You feed me, and I will feed you too."

"If you don't eat, I'll feel bad."

Pei Ling had no choice but to take a sip. The sweet and soft taste overflowed in his mouth. Perhaps because the taste was too sweet, his gloomy mood eased a little.

"Is it tasty?"

Pei Ling nodded, how could the food made by the imperial chef not taste good.

Luo Ning said softly, "Come here."

Pei Ling approached without knowing why, and lowered his head a little. Luo Ning raised his hand, imitating Pei Ling, and gently wiped Pei Ling's mouth.

Pei Ling froze for a moment, the touch on his face was softer than pastry, probably because of His Royal Highness's fat hands, it was very comfortable when he stroked his cheek, and it was still warm, and he could smell it when he was close. The smell of milk on the little prince's body, the little prince's movements are very gentle, as if a breeze is blowing, his movements are serious and careful, as if he is dealing with something very important, there is no slightest contempt in his eyes, Pei Ling has never experienced such gentle treatment .

Luo Ning had touched enough, her beautiful eyes bent into crescents.

Pei Ling is funny, no wonder the Seventh Prince is so favored, he is indeed quite affectionate, but it is a pity that he is not included.

When he came this time, Pei Ling didn't feel at ease. The third prince had saved his life, and the third prince himself was very intelligent. He had already made a decision. The prince became the final winner and won a meritorious service from the dragon.

Once the third prince becomes the emperor, he will be able to rise to the top. Pei Ling has had enough of the current life.

The most important thing is that he is burdened with hatred. He used to be so inhuman, and he was also a pampered son. As long as he grows up, he can follow his father and go to the battlefield to kill the enemy.

Life in the first ten years was smooth and smooth, Pei Ling didn't know what to worry about, and grew up safely at the border, until his father and grandfather were framed on the battlefield and all the families were beheaded.

The sky over Pei Ling's head also collapsed. With the help of his father's last connections, he changed his name, concealed it and sent him to the palace without anyone noticing. Hiding in the palace like a mouse, every bit of it is hidden in his heart. Even if he doesn't live like a human, he must at least survive.

His humble life is worthless, but he wants to find out the evidence from the past and clean up the stain on the Pei family.

To achieve his goals, he must have power, which is what he desires most now.

After finally entering the imperial study, he understood that the old emperor was getting old, and he might die someday. Since he was unreliable, he had to choose another suitable candidate.

The third prince is not the most valued. In the eyes of the third prince, the seventh prince is a threat. With Concubine Lan Gui's status in the emperor's heart, it is very likely that he will make plans for the seventh prince, so the seventh prince is a stumbling block.

He came to Ninghua Palace this time to accompany the Seventh Prince and raise him up in advance.

Pei Ling's deep gaze swept over Luo Ning. If it wasn't because the Seventh Prince was too eye-catching, he probably wouldn't want to do anything.

Sorry about that.

For so many years, the good thoughts in Pei Ling's heart have long been wiped out. They are the most useless things. Once his heart softens, his plan will fail, and there will be less blood on his hands.

Luo Ning didn't seem to understand the coldness in his eyes, she gnawed on pastries like a little squirrel, ate a piece for herself, and fed a piece to Pei Ling, and if she didn't pay attention, she ate until her belly bulged, "Pei Ling, I'm so full."

Pei Ling came back to his senses, looked at the naive cub, and wiped Luo Ning's hands carefully with a handkerchief, but Luo Ning grabbed his fingers and put them on his belly, "Rub it for me, My mother and concubine will rub it for me."

The curves of his hands are smooth, and the belly is also soft. Pei Ling pressed slowly, giving the illusion that he was resting on a small furry animal, and the eyes of the small animal were full of pure love.

Pei Ling subconsciously doesn't like to look at Luo Ning, it's just a child, and the so-called love is only temporary.

All the palace people in the Ninghua Palace knew that there was a new servant, who was deeply favored by the Seventh Prince, and immediately took all the attention of the Seventh Prince. Thinking of this, the palace ladies couldn't help but vote for Pei Ling The jealous eyes were full of resentment. They used to take care of the seventh prince. The seventh prince was sweet and well-behaved. They couldn't help touching him.

Now the favor of the Seventh Prince has been snatched away by this servant who appeared out of nowhere.

The Seventh Prince was nice to them before, but he had never been so clingy. It was so unfair for the Seventh Prince to let the other party feed them, let the other party rub their stomachs, and smile sweetly at the other party.

This little servant just looks a little better, and he's not particularly good at all, and he's not as good as they are serving him.

Feeling extremely sad, all the court ladies reached an agreement to isolate Pei Ling without saying a word.

Pei Ling didn't care about such naive tricks, only Concubine Lan Gui was spoiled and didn't know how to calculate, and even the palace people in the palace were much stupider.

Concubine Lan Gui was very satisfied to see that he was thoughtful and thoughtful. This was a reward from His Majesty, which showed that His Majesty valued Ning'er, and Ning'er still liked him so much, so it didn't hurt to get close to him.

Pei Ling had never felt this way before. He knew that His Highness the Seventh Prince was still young, and he was too unassuming. He was raised like a fool, and he was indeed too clingy. He would follow him wherever he went, no different from a little tail.