Be Good Chapter 92: It looks like the sound of a flower building

Following Yuan Changhuan's slender fingers, Ying Qicheng looked over.

is a dead end.

If you don't pass by deliberately, no one can see it at all.

"You really want to do this..."

Although it is shameful to help Yuan Changhuan beat up his own imperial brother, but for some reason, Ying Qicheng's heart is full of enthusiasm.

Yuan Changhuan shook the stick and sack in his hand, and squinted at him, "If you don't do it, you are also complicit."

"..." So it was waiting for him here.

The corners of Ying Qicheng's lips twitched slightly, and he nodded decisively: "Do it!"

Why not do such a fun thing.

"Then hurry up." Yuan Changhuan raised his chin, just in time to win Lu Feng's molestation with the little maid, and went over there.

Ying Qicheng was kicked by Yuan Changhuan, and hurriedly followed the bushes to the blind corner.

The two were very careful, and Yuan Changhuan turned his head to look at the romantic Ying Lufeng, narrowed his peach blossom eyes, and thought carefully, "You moan, it's the kind you often hear in flower houses."

Ying Qicheng's eyelids twitched, unbelievable, "What?"

"Call!"

"Aww..." Ying Qicheng groaned when she pinched the soft flesh on his waist.

"Hmm..."

Now that he has already shouted, Ying Qicheng is not afraid anymore, and continues to hum softly.

Yuan Changhuan patted Ying Qicheng on the shoulder with satisfaction, he is really a malleable talent.

She herself was holding a sack in one hand and a stick in the other, standing in the dark corner of the wall.

Hearing the humming sound, Ying Lufeng smiled playfully and said to himself: "Hey, go and catch a wild mandarin duck."

Yuan Changhuan watched him waving his fan and tiptoeing towards Ying Qicheng's hiding place.

I count silently in my heart.

One.

Two.

Three.

Standing up like the wind, she stood on tiptoe and put the sack on Ying Lufeng's head.

The stick fell on Ying Lufeng mercilessly.

Ying Lufeng was caught off guard, and before he had time to react, he was tripped and fell to the ground.

"Come, come, there are assassins, there are assassins!"

Yuan Changhuan beat Ying Lu Feng hard, this place was originally a blind spot, and no one would come here even if they shouted their throats.

Seeing that it's almost there, Ying Qicheng rushed over, grabbed Yuan Changhuan, and said with his lips: "Little cousin is almost there, someone is coming soon."

Yuan Changhuan dropped his stick, grabbed Ying Qicheng's sleeve with his backhand, and dragged him out.

Win Lufeng, who had been beaten so weakly, finally managed to pull the sack off his head.

Puffing heavily, his face was blotched with red and black.

Extremely terrifying.

"Who is it!"

A loud shout spread throughout half of the palace.

"Hahahaha." Yuan Chang laughed cheerfully.

True relief.

Winning Qicheng was not so happy, "Brother Liuhuang is very vengeful, if he finds out..."

"If you don't tell me and I don't tell you, who will know?" Yuan Changhuan put his arms around his arms, his vermilion lips curled up, and the brilliance in his eyes flowed, all of which were filled with unstoppable smiles.

Ying Qicheng realized that he might be crazy, so he helped her...

"Okay, I won't tell you anymore, I'm going back to Fengyi Palace."

Slightly tidied up the creases on the body, then took out a small mirror to take a careful look at the bun and face, and said to himself: "Fortunately, I was careful when I started, otherwise it would be hard to say."

Hearing Yuan Changhuan's words, Ying Qicheng wanted to laugh.

Still thinking about this...

"I'll go with you!" Ying Qicheng watched Yuan Changhuan go to Fengyi Palace, and quickly followed.

Fengyi Palace.

Seeing that Ying Qicheng and Yuan Changhuan came back together, the Empress Dowager was rather strange: "Where is Uncle Yongning, can't we get along?"

Yuan Changhuan smiled like a flower, with a bit of shyness like a woman, "It's a good match, it's just..."