Miss Biao is Always Busy! [Quick Transmigration]

"Okay, the son will be kind to the slave family for a lifetime."

The gentleman's book covers his lips with embroidered parcels and smiles, saying very cooperatively.

"That's natural. How can this young man be willing to let him down with such a beauty?"

Ning Qinghuan put down the soft sword in his hand, changed his fingers, and got close to the book of gentlemen.

It's so close, it's so close that I almost breathe.

Ning Qinghuan looked at the cherry-colored red lips in front of him, with a flash of confusion in his eyes.

Jun Zishu only felt that it was too close, which was a little weird, but he still played with Ning Qinghuan and looked at Ning Qinghuan with a smile.

"Okay, no kidding, I'll go wash it first, I should have practiced almost."

Ning Qinghuan released her hand, turned and left, explaining as she walked.

"Oh, good."

Jun Zishu nodded, the slightly weird atmosphere just disappeared, letting her breathe a sigh of relief.

Ning Qinghuan left almost embarrassed, she did not dare to let Jun Zishu see the expression on her face now.

She felt like she was going crazy, her face was hot.

Just now, they were so close, looking at the red lips close at hand, she actually had a desire to kiss her.

Fortunately, she suddenly woke up and hurriedly pulled away and left. Otherwise, she had really kissed her just now, and she didn't know how the scene would be difficult to end.

Ning Qinghuan covered her face as she walked forward, and kept asking herself why she thought that way.

The ghost is awkward and wants to kiss harder.

If you really kissed, how would your cousin react?

Will she push her away fiercely, look at her with incredulous eyes, or be stunned, with a faint mist in her eyes, or will she tolerantly let her move, just like watching her do it in the past Anything so tolerant and accept, gently open her lips, let her invade?

It's crazy.

Ning Qinghuan speeded up her pace, and suddenly she didn't know how to face Junzishu, so that in the next two days, she faced Junzishu in an evasive way.

Jun Zi Shu is very confused. I don’t know why the little cousin doesn’t pay much attention to her. She feels a little hiding every day. Even when she sleeps at night, she doesn’t hold her like before, but faces her back with a little bit. Alienation and indifference.

Does she know what I did secretly?

[I checked, no, the mission target did not find any small actions in your secrets. 】

Xiao Huaxian replied in the affirmative, no one went to Ning Qinghuan to inform, and Ning Qinghuan did not find any clues.

Why is that? Did I do something that made her unhappy? There shouldn't be any, maybe it's the rebellious period coming? Want to have a secret with your good friend?

Apart from this explanation, Jun Zishu really couldn't find any other reasons that could explain Ning Qinghuan's abnormal behavior.

【may be? 】

Xiao Huaxian felt that he was very useless. The basic host asked questions. It asked three questions. It really didn't know why. The behavior of human beings was too difficult to understand.

Jun Zishu was standing in front of the bed undressing, and seeing Ning Qinghuan's back facing her, he was a little angry.

No matter what, you have to make it clear and tell her why before you get angry with her?

The little cousin, who has been raising her for two years, said she changed her face when she changed her face. She was also very angry and aggrieved, okay?

"If my sister doesn't want to sleep with me anymore, there is no need to remind me in such a tactful way. I will go back to my room and sleep."

Jun Zishu didn't take off his clothes, put them back on, looking at Ning Qinghuan who was facing her back.

"Hey? I didn't..."

Ning Qinghuan didn't pretend to be asleep when she heard this, and quickly turned around and sat up from the bed.

How could she hate the gentleman book? She was just scared.

I was afraid that I could not control myself. Ever since the thoughts that day appeared in my mind, as if they had taken root, Ning Qinghuan didn’t know what was wrong with him. If I talked to Junzishu, looked at each other, or hugged me, then The idea of ​​a kiss will appear like a shadow, making her feel like a pervert.

"Then why ignore me? Why avoid me?"

Ning Qinghuan felt that her behavior might have caused a misunderstanding to Jun Zishu, as if she was unwilling to talk to her.

"I'm just in a trance in my bad mood these days. I didn't deliberately ignore you. I think I will go to dance tomorrow. In front of so many people, it is inevitable that I feel a little nervous."

Ning Qinghuan's face blushed, and she seemed to feel a little nervous.

"Really?"

Jun Zishu looked suspicious. Why didn't she know that Ning Qinghuan was so nervous and stage fright.

"Really, come to bed."

Ning Qinghuan nodded. Although she spurned her own thoughts and worried that Jun Zishu would think she was abnormal when she knew her thoughts, this was nothing compared to Jun Zishu not sleeping with her.

She has become accustomed to the life of a gentleman who accompanies her to sleep day and night, and that is a symbol of their intimacy.

"Ok."

Jun Zishu reluctantly believed Ning Qinghuan's remarks and continued to undress and sleep.

Ning Qing happily hugged her and rubbed her against her.

I endured it for two days and wanted to die her.

Jun Zishu rubbed Ning Qinghuan's messy hair, and the two of them went to bed with the sisters.

Ning Qinghuan didn't struggle anymore, because she had already thought of a solution.

Since I am worried that Junzishu knows what she thinks, can I just not let Junzishu know?

It's perfect.

On the 60th birthday of the Queen Mother, the imperial court and both inside and outside the palace attached great importance to it. The gentleman's identity is not enough to be able to attend the banquet.

The gentleman book knew this and didn't plan to go, so he cheered Ning Qinghuan very well.

"I'm leaving, you remember to eat well, wait for me to come back, and go to sleep when I'm tired."

Before Ning Qinghuan left, Jun Zishu nodded.

Shaoyao feels helpless, miss, you are going to a banquet, and you are not going out for ten days and eight days, do you want to be so careful, and the young lady is such a big person, how could you still not take care of yourself? .

Singing and dancing in the imperial palace, Jun Zishu is lying on the bed holding a quilt and watching a comedy with Xiao Huaxian.

Junzishu finally developed another function of Xiaohuaxian, that is, you can watch movies together and relieve boredom.

After making Xiao Huaxian stare at Ning Qinghuan, Jun Zishu happily fell into the embrace of the comedy.

[Host, the quest target danced over there. 】

Then look over there, the movie will end at one point anyway, so you don't need to watch it.

[Good Le. 】

Ning Qinghuan danced smartly in the hall, and the musicians on the side played music, rendering the atmosphere more elegant.

Ning Qinghuan volleyed into the air and wore a beautiful sword flower in her hand. His long sleeves moistened with ink smeared on the white cloth, which looked very beautiful.

At this time, someone stood up with the flute and joined the musician's performance. With the ups and downs of the tune, Ning Qinghuan's movements became faster and faster.

Jun Zi Shu noticed the man who played the flute. He was a young man who looked like a scroll.

Little Flower Fairy, who is that?

[Let’s check it, it's the third son of Shangshu. 】

Concubine?

【嫡. 】

Are you married?

[I haven't been married, and I don't have a concubine, just a maid. 】

Jun Zishu frowned, and quickly let go. Although she felt that Ning Qinghuan could fit better, there was probably nothing cleaner than this young man.

The picture in my mind continues, and the two people work together very tacitly.

Jun Zishu stroked his chin, thinking that there might be something to play.

After finishing the performance, Ning Qinghuan nodded to thank the third son of Shangshu, and after accepting the compliment, he returned to his seat.

Junzi Shu didn't read it when he saw it, and yawned, a little sleepy.

[Host, I'm going to sleep for an hour, if something happens I will wake up to notify you. 】

Ok.

Xiao Huaxian sleeps for an hour every other week, in order to better function, and Xiao Huaxian has made a mark on Ning Qinghuan, as long as the person who caused her original fate and tragedy has contact with her, Xiao Huaxian will collect it here. When it comes to the news, you will wake up even in sleep.

That's why Jun Zishu was so relieved to let Xiao Huaxian go to sleep, anyway, as long as the fifth prince or Pei Xiuyun and Ning Qinghuan came into contact, Xiao Huaxian would know that it would not be a problem.

Jun Zishu is here to go to bed, but Ning Qinghuan is still at the banquet.

At the end of the dance, she has to go down and change clothes.

I just jumped a little bit fiercely, and it's early summer again. Although it's not too sultry, it can make people sweat.

"You don't have to follow me, I can go to the hall by myself."

After taking a bath, Ning Qinghuan changed the original Chinese clothes, opened the door and said to the stranger beside her.

The man in the palace bowed and stepped back.

Ning Qinghuan still didn't want to go back to the hall so quickly, it was so noisy and boring that made people breathless. She just finished the bath and was still a little dizzy.

After the wind blew for a while, Ning Qinghuan was about to go back, but at this moment, she heard the voice of dialogue with sharp ears.

"The manager isn't there, right?"

"Don't worry, everyone is busy tonight, no one notices us both."

It was the voices of two court ladies, Ning Qinghuan ducked aside curiously, listening to their conversation.

What are these two maids doing sneakily in the dark and windy night?

"Then let's go back quickly, and the provincial governor found out that we were not there."

"Yes."

The two palace ladies walked not far from Ning Qinghuan, Ning Qinghuan rolled her eyes, and followed with her skirt holding her skirt.

Ning Qinghuan's skill was more than enough to track two people who were without force. Ning Qinghuan followed the two court ladies and jotted down the route secretly.

The two palace ladies stopped in a remote hall, and walked in a little faster.

What are you doing here?

Ning Qinghuan lifted her breath, ignoring the obstacles of clothing, turned over the wall, and landed gently on the ground.

When the two court ladies entered the room, Ning Qinghuan pierced the window paper, squinting and watching.

I thought the two people would do something extraordinary, such as conspiring to poison or other things, but I didn't expect that when the two court ladies entered the house, they couldn't wait to hug and kiss each other.

Ning Qinghuan held her breath, her eyes widened.

After the two court ladies had finished kissing, they reluctantly separated and became entangled together again.

They talked about the love words they missed and the missing lovesickness, but their happiness was entwined with depression.

They posted closer and closer, and began to take off their clothes for each other.

Ning Qinghuan did not continue to watch, but slowly backed away, turned over the wall, and returned to the original place. After finishing the clothes, she quietly returned to her seat.

"You kid, why did you come back so late?"

Madam Ning asked in a low voice, Ning Qing smiled happily, but said nothing.

She looked at the singing and dancing in the temple, lowered her head slightly, concealing her absent-mindedness.