Chapter 3300: The God in My Heart: The Princess’s Sick Musician (51)

Until she arrived at the place where Qiuqiu was under the guidance of the maid, the girl raised her eyes slightly, her brows facing the clear light as if the stars were crushed in her eyes, her profile was gentle and beautiful.

The sunshine in front of her eyes was slightly dazzling. Ning Yu'an raised her hand to block it, but there were still a few rays of light golden sunshine that playfully slipped through her fingers. She slightly narrowed her almond-shaped eyes.

"It turns out that Qiuqiu still has this kind of hobby." Ning Yu'an murmured seriously in a low voice and came to this conclusion.

Her Qiuqiu is really a rabbit who never knows how to behave.

This is a back wall in the palace where almost no one comes. Towering ancient trees grow wildly and golden leaves fall to the ground.

I don’t know how the rabbit got out of the back wall. All in all, it is now sitting in a very dazed and confused position on a large tree branch several meters high outside the back wall. The snow-white dumpling is very conspicuous in it, shivering.

The maid's expression seemed a bit hard to explain, "Princess...it might have gotten out from a hole in the back wall."

The hole is very small, but it can just accommodate a small rabbit.

"In that case." Ning Yu settled down for a few seconds and said coldly, "We might as well let it fend for itself here."

"Ouch." Qiuqiu saw his owner and let out a pitiful cry from his throat. The two rabbit ears were slightly pink and crooked. His paws were restless against the branches, rubbing back and forth. twice.

What can be done.

What else can be done.

After a moment of silence, Ning Yu'an looked sideways and asked elegantly, "Is there a ladder?"

In less than a quarter of an hour,

A wooden ladder was set up on the wall. You could just walk up to the wall by stepping on it. At that height, you could pick up the rabbit in the tree very close to the back wall.

Ning Yu'an puffed up his cheeks and stepped on it eagerly.

The maid was frightened and stumbled: "Princess, my lord, your precious branches and jade leaves, what should I do if I touch them? I'd better let my slaves do it."

"No need." The girl refused, with soft and picturesque eyebrows and a thin smile in her eyes. She was as agile as a swaying picture scroll. She stepped on the ladder neatly and climbed up easily in a few clicks. The arc flying in the air is light, and the halo outlines the girl's profile and slowly colors it.

Ning Yu'an climbed over the wall when she was a child, but rarely as she grew up, but the memory is still engraved in her bones.

The girl climbed up the wall easily and subconsciously looked outside, but stopped in the next second.

His expression was slightly startled, and he was at a loss what to do.

The slender young man stood under the tree, his figure girded with orchids and jade trees in black clothes. He was tall and noble, like green pines and winter cypresses.

Feng Xiao never thought that she would encounter such a scene so unexpectedly.

The elegant and gentle girl leaned against the wall with one knee, her azure skirt hanging down in layers like gauze. Behind her was a large swath of sunset, filled with beautiful orange-red color, and translucent stars dotted the sky, but her eyes were even brighter. Bright.

The next second,

Feng Xiao's eyes changed slightly.

Because of his daze for a moment, his feet accidentally slipped and his body swayed and leaned forward.

The sudden feeling of falling and imbalance made his mind go completely blank, perhaps more because of the sudden appearance of the figure.

There was a whistling wind in my ears, and even the sound of fallen leaves returning to their roots could be heard very clearly at that moment.

The girl's long eyelashes trembled slightly and she closed her eyes subconsciously.

But he didn't fall to the ground as expected, but fell steadily into the cold but gentle embrace. His nose was filled with a faint and pleasant cold fragrance, which intoxicated people's minds. Ning Yu'an supported the slender and beautiful young man with both hands. Her fingertips turned white with a little exertion, her forehead pressed against the young man's delicate chin, her long eyelashes trembled several times, and she slowly opened her eyes.