The Little Cutie is Taken Away by the Paranoid Male God

The guard heard that it was someone from Lingwu Villa, and saw the sharpness in the young man's eyes. Even though he was a little embarrassed, he did not conceal the aura around him. It was obvious that he was not just an ordinary disciple of Lingwu Villa.

In the past few years, the palace has been adjusted from top to bottom. The guard knows a thing or two about the relationship between Lingwu Villa and the palace. In addition, he has also been in charge of the princess's letters before, so his attitude is more polite.

However, the guard reconfirmed Chu Zhi's identity before allowing him to enter. Since there was no one to lead the way, the guard took the initiative to lead Chu Zhi to the hall, and the butler came to receive him.

As for the horses, they first stopped at the door, waiting for the servants to draw them.

When he came to the hall, the guard left in a hurry. He was worried that someone would commit crimes in the palace, and the other guard would not be able to handle it.

When he returned to his post, he continued his meticulous goalkeeping.

Nowadays, it's not that these guards are not unused, they are all selected for their skills, have studied for a few years, and their salaries are higher than other people in the mansion.

...

The housekeeper of the palace was a little surprised when he saw Chu Zhi, but he still asked politely, "I don't know why this young master came to the palace?"

The butler asked while thinking, does the prince have any relatives outside? But he has been with the prince for more than ten years, and he has never heard of any relatives of the prince, so he guesses it should be some distant relative.

Chu Zhi clasped his fists and said, "I came from Lingwu Villa, I don't know if the princess is in the mansion?"

Hearing the words "Lingwu Villa" and the fact that Chu Zhi was still young, the butler looked at Chu Zhi differently.

As a housekeeper, he must know more than other people in the mansion. Others only know that the princess and Lingwu Villa have frequent correspondence, but the housekeeper knows that it is a letter from a son.

Now it seems that it should be him.

The butler originally planned to call someone to report to the princess, but after thinking about it, he dismissed it.

His voice was gentle, and his tone was a bit enthusiastic, "Master, you have traveled thousands of miles, and you are very tired on the journey. I will ask someone to prepare hot water for you to take a bath."

He was almost persuasive, "After changing into comfortable and warm clothes, the princess will be even happier to see you."

The housekeeper's words were more tactful. He originally wanted Chu Zhi to take a bath so that he could tidy up his appearance, but he only showed concern and supervision for his body.

Chu Zhi paused for a moment, his face, which was smothered by the wind and snow, became inexplicably hotter, and blushed slightly. He nodded and thanked the butler, "This is troublesome."

Inexplicably, he wanted to present himself in front of her with a more perfect posture, instead of the current embarrassment.

The young man walked in the wind and snow, let the cold wind invade, and traveled thousands of miles to the capital, just to see her.

He didn't want to just contact her by letter, he wanted to see her, and wanted to know what she would look like three years later.

...

Since the housekeeper didn't notify Luo Ci immediately, Yuemo wanted to give her a surprise, and there was a sense of déjà vu that the beauty would take a bath and change clothes before sending it to her.

These days, the housekeeper didn't have any thoughts of guarding against Chu Zhi, but started to send beauties instead.

After Chu Zhi finished bathing, he changed into the clothes that the housekeeper found efficiently. The inside was white and the outside was black, not as sharp as the whole body black, nor as completely white as to lose the youthful vigor, just right.

At this moment, it was not long after dinner, Luo Ci had just finished taking a bath, and Ming Cui wrung out her hair for her.

The butler's voice came from outside the room, "Princess, Mr. Chu, please see me."

Luo Ci was slightly taken aback, and it took him half a beat to realize that Mr. Chu...is it a fragment?

Ming Cui put on a cloak for her in time, her hair was not completely dried yet.

It's just that the princess should not let Mr. Chu wait, and the women's boudoir cannot be let in at will, so she put on a big cloak for Luo Ci.

Ming Cui has a clear mind and is very careful and considerate in handling things. Now she is not only Luo Ci's personal maid, she has also taught some newcomers, and her salary is much higher than before.

In the past three years, she has saved some silver jewelry, not for her own dowry, but because she is afraid of poverty and wants to save money.

Opening the door, Luo Ci saw the debris standing in the courtyard holding a paper umbrella. He was tall and straight, and the eaves of the umbrella were slightly raised, and he could see his delicate eyebrows and eyes. His dark and narrow eyes were deep and dark in the wind and snow , not like the eyes that teenagers should have.

For a moment, she seemed to see the strategized, treacherous and changeable fragments of her previous life.

Her eyes were dazed, until Ming Cui put on the hood for her, and a soft bathing voice came from her ear, "Princess, don't get cold."

Before she could walk over, Chu Zhi walked towards her with strides, like a double image of two lives in a trance.

In the last life, at the end, he almost stumbled to find him, but she chose to retreat and leave.

In this life, through the wind and snow, he walked towards her step by step, while she stood still and had the opportunity to choose.

This time, she chose to run towards the fragments.

She stretched out her hand to cover the hood, and couldn't help but want to run to Shard, but the snow and the ground were too slippery, she couldn't stand firmly, and her figure was tilted.

Chu Zhi's originally calm expression was obviously startled, and he immediately reached out to grab her and brought her into his arms.

But thinking about the difference between men and women, she let go after she stood firm.

The previously unknowable nervousness gradually faded away in this shock.

He was about to touch her hair, but found that her hair was still wet, and her expression was slightly condensed, but there was no blame at all. The young man's clear and slightly dark tone was tinged with helplessness, "Why are you so careless."

As he said that, he took off her hood, and with the inner strength in his palm, he gently brushed her hair. After about a stick of incense, the hair was completely dry.

This is also because Ming Cui used a handkerchief to wring most of it dry for her earlier.

Chu Zhi has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and practiced diligently, so his martial arts are naturally much more advanced than what she joined in the middle.

Ming Cui was still standing under the eaves, silently looking at the two people under the umbrella in the courtyard, feeling inexplicably that no one could get along with the atmosphere of the Princess and Young Master Chu.

The princess is already eleven years old, and in two years' time she can start thinking about a good son-in-law, make an appointment in advance and wait until the year of Ji to get married.

Although the other party is just a power in the rivers and lakes and has no power in the capital, it is not impossible to become a county horse.

Of course, the specifics still depend on the wishes of the princess.

Ming Cui is Luo Ci's personal maid, so she naturally thinks of Luo Ci wholeheartedly.

It's too long-term to think at the moment.

Luo Ci couldn't help asking in a low voice, "Why did senior brother come here?"

Chu Zhi's brows and eyes are soothing and gentle, and the sharpness between his brows has been restrained. He has grown a lot since dealing with the traitor in the villa.

Due to the ambiguity of his relationship before, he is very honest now, "Tomorrow is the Lantern Festival, and I want to celebrate the festival with you."

Luo Ci nodded without hesitation, "Okay."

"Has the brother's residence been arranged? How many days do you want to stay here?"

Chu Zhi looked at her quietly with dark eyes, originally he only wanted to stay for a day or two before leaving, but now that he saw her, he suddenly wanted to stay for a few more days.