The domestic guard is a little sweet

An Twelve just watched quietly, and gradually became a little sleepy, and the memory of the lingering trance came back, in that winter many years ago.

All relatives in the family died when Dilong turned over. When he was young, he was pushed out of the wall by his grandfather desperately to survive. The neighbors and villagers all secretly cursed that he was celibate, which led to the death of his family.

After several twists and turns, he was trafficked by human traffickers, robbed wild dogs for food, and ate moldy and spoiled food.

At that time, he was too young, only four or five years old. He was frightened and fell ill. The human traffickers threw him in the wilderness to feed the wolves. The snowy winter night was extremely cold, just when he thought he was going to freeze to death , From a distance, a young master dressed in brocade and brocade costumes carved with pink jade catkins got off the sedan chair, came to him, raised his chin, and said crisply: "Your life will be mine from now on!" , I will let you have enough food and clothing to keep you from starving and freezing."

The memories of that time are all fuzzy, but the delicate and complicated patterns on the brocade boots, and the little prince carved in powder and jade, just broke into his memory just like that, indelible.

He is not a lonely ghost that no one wants, nor is he a stray dog ​​on the street. From that day on, his life has a destination and a master.

The ambergris was burning slowly, and there was a faint sound of burning charcoal from the charcoal basin from time to time, and the small palm-sized window in the southwest corner was kept half open.

Hong Fei and other maids knew that the master was asleep, so they stayed outside the door upright, not daring to disturb her.

This is really hard, the chief executive stood in front of the door, swarming like ants on a hot pot.

Hong Fei: "Director Liu is not a servant and does not let you in. You know what kind of temper the master has. Recently, he has had a hard time resting. If you disturb his sleep, I'm afraid he will be annoyed."

Mr. Liu's chubby figure is like a big glutinous rice ball spinning all over the ground, and there is a bit of a bitter smile on his chubby face: "Miss Hongfei, none of the young masters bestowed by the palace are fuel-efficient lamps. Now in the side courtyard, you are clamoring to see the prince, do you see?"

Hong Fei's Liu Mei frowned slightly. Although she knew that the chief manager was not to blame for this matter, she still didn't pass on the joke for him. My master is the king of Hades. Everyone is cautious in their temper, lest they make mistakes, so now they rush into the place rashly. On the muzzle, I'm afraid I'm tired of living.

After a few people said a few words, suddenly there was a faint sound in the room, Manager Liu's eyes lit up slightly.

Quickly tidied up her clothes, stepped forward and knocked on the door, and asked cautiously: "Master, can I serve you some tea?"

After a burst of chattering voices in the room, there was a noble and faint voice.

"come in."

Everyone got the order, and then filed in.

I saw my master, dressed in a crescent-colored silk brocade gown, with his hair tied up with only a hosta, lying on the soft couch, with his eyes slightly downcast, with a bit of laziness.

And another man in black, wearing a short suit with a sword blade around his waist, stood beside him.

Hong Fei waited for the maid to change into warm tea and set out a few plates of freshly made snacks.

The ladies of the palace were so familiar with the prince only in his daily life and diet, they could tell at a glance that there were two people sleeping on the soft couch, and their pupils shrank involuntarily.

When the master first met Yunyu, it was inevitable that he felt a little bit of favor.

This hidden guard is liked by the prince, but he should pay more attention in the future.

The court ladies lined up on both sides, all with lowered eyebrows and eyes, silently.

There are a lot of secrets in this palace, they just need to serve the master well as maids, if they ask too many things, they might lose their lives.