Fast Through the Villain, Sweet and Wild

Although Yong Jing's temperament is abnormal and snake essence disease, but that handwriting is really nothing to say.

Dragons flying and phoenix dancing, silver hook and iron painting.

It is difficult to conceal the edge of the pen in the circulation.

Rong Huang looked at the big characters that had been completely ruined by her, and then he put down the ink stick, hung his head and grabbed the Gong Wan around his waist without speaking.

The pink lips were pressed lightly, and two pear vortices were looming.

It's not what she thought.

Blame Yongjing.

Who asked him to tell her to rub ink?

Yong Jing glanced sideways at Rong Huang, who lowered his head and did not speak, and thought that she had only contacted Yong Binwei's people just now.

You don't have to think about it to know that it's for that list.

If the emperor knows the people on the list, the power of the prince's men is estimated to be damaged a lot.

So the dog jumped over the wall in a hurry and asked this stupid little palace lady to steal the list.

Yong Jing smiled, not showing on her face, and changed the subject lightly, "Can you write?"

Rong Huang blinked and nodded.

Yong Jing lifted his chin and motioned to Rong Huang to pick up the brush, "Write it to this prince."

Rong Huang happily stretched out his hand to grab a writing brush, ready to let Yong Jing see how good she was.

Although she can't grind her ink well, her writing is super nice.

Rong Huang just got the brush, and before he started writing, he was hit on the back of his hand by Yong Jing.

Rong Huang hissed softly after being beaten, and his voice was soft and soft, like a soft cry from a milk cat eating pain.

Hearing that people can't wait to hold him distressedly in his arms, gently and smoothly.

Yong Jing's narrow Danfeng eyes narrowed slightly, playing with the prince's seal, "I can't even hold a pen, so why can I write?"

Rong Huang put the brush back into the wash, angered not to speak.

Don't think that you are Feng Xi and I dare not beat you.

The king also has a small temper.

I'm super fierce.

I'm so scared of myself when I'm fierce.

As soon as Rong Huang was about to give Yong Jing a fierce one, a rabbit bag was stuffed in his mouth.

Rong Huang puffed his cheeks and glared at Yong Jing angrily, oooooooooooooooo delicious.

But don't think that I will forgive you if you give me a small cake.

"Write a word to this prince." Yong Jing retracted his hand and twisted a bunny bag to eat. He noticed Rong Huang's embarrassment, and his tone softened a little. .

"No." Rong Huang put his little hands behind his back and turned his head to refuse. Who is not a little princess, so he won't write if he doesn't write.

She was angry, the kind that coaxed badly.

Yong Jing snorted, dare to play a petty temper with him?

I really don't know who is used to it.

"No? Okay, then you just stand here and serve the prince." Yong Jing didn't force it anymore, and took out a slightly yellowed rolled paper from the crypt under the desk.

Seeing Rong Huang's eyes staring at the list in his hand, Yong Jing's eyes seemed to flash through coldly, but soon disappeared, and the plain tone was surging, "Want to see?"

Rong Huang doesn't know the characters of this world at all, what's so good about it?

Although Rong Huang had been punished by Feng Xi to write large characters in the God Realm, most of the words in the God Realm were similar to those in the previous world.

And the characters in this world are very complicated fonts, and the original owner is not literate, let alone Rong Huang.

Rong Huang said that she just wanted to be an illiterate.

But thinking of what Fanghui said before, guessing that this is probably the top secret list, Rong Huang nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "I want what I want."

Yong Jing's eyes were completely cold, and the fingertips of the list were white.

I originally thought that Rong Huang was in peace, but I didn't expect Yong Binwei to be there.