[Quick wear] The sticky essence of the blackened male supporting role

Luo Ning watched Pei Ling adjust the temperature of the hot water for his bath, and Pei Ling reached out to touch Luo Ning's clothes, "Your Highness, I will wait for you to take a bath."

Luo Ning tightened his collar, his face was reddish, such a trivial matter was unnecessary, he was not useless, he had to be done by others, a few days ago those maids wanted to help him take a bath, he was startled, and made a fuss He washes himself, his body is still small, but he can't be seen by others.

Let Pei Ling wait outside the screen.

A smile flashed in Pei Ling's eyes. He was young and knew how to be shy. He couldn't help but tease, "Your Highness can really do it? This slave is really worried."

Luo Ning nodded, "Of course!"

With his short legs, he climbed into the small bathtub by himself on the steps, and brushed water on himself, washing himself in vain, and even smeared a little fragrance on it to cleanse himself.

Feeling that it was almost done, Luo Ning stood up and lay down on the tub to get a towel, but when she saw Pei Ling's thin back moving behind the screen, Luo Ning panicked, her fat body couldn't stand upright, her feet went from being smooth He slipped down the ladder and plunged into his hand, the hot water flooded him, and he choked on a big mouthful of water.

Hearing this movement, Pei Ling immediately asked, "Your Highness, what's the matter?"

He didn't wait for Luo Ning to answer, he walked around the screen, the Seventh Prince was still young, if there was an emergency, how could he stay in Ninghua Hall.

Seeing Luo Ning struggling in the water, Pei Ling quickly stepped forward and grabbed Luo Ning's armpit, picked Luo Ning up, saw Luo Ning coughing, and patted Luo Ning's back with his palm.

Luo Ning's face was flushed, her eyes were watery, she grabbed Pei Ling's clothes, leaned against Pei Ling's arms, pursed her lips in discomfort, and felt a little tight in her chest, it took a while to calm down.

Pei Ling comforted him carefully, and wiped off the water droplets on Luo Ning's face. The gray-blue robe on his body was stained dark by the water stains, and it blurred a lot. Pei Ling didn't care about cleaning up for now. It's a little hard to hold.

Luo Ning blinked her eyelashes, patted Pei Ling's shoulder in embarrassment, and asked Pei Ling to put him down and stand firmly.

After this reaction, Pei Ling could see clearly, ah, what a big glutinous rice ball, round, white and tender, so moist that it seemed to be shining, his hands and feet were short and small, the Seventh Prince was indeed very stocky.

Just be fat, it's actually quite cute.

Looking over with wet eyes, it makes people feel soft.

Luo Ning shyly stretched out her hands to cover her body, not daring to turn around, otherwise she would show her plump buttocks, which would be even more embarrassing. His toes curled up, making Pei Ling turn around quickly.

But Pei Ling had already pulled off the veil, wrapped him up, wiped off the water on his body, and gently rubbed his hair.

Luo Ning's small body was a little unsteady, so she passively put on the obscene clothes, and put them on loosely.

"Your Highness, let the servant serve you in the future." Pei Ling said lightly.

Luo Ning's cheeks were pale and rosy, and he said he could do it, but he accidentally slipped and fell, but he insisted that it was just an accident, and he didn't need Pei Ling's help, such things as taking a bath, it was a baby needs.

He walked out of the bathroom and uncovered the stubble.

After soaking in the hot water, she was lazy and sank into the soft quilt, rubbing against the brocade quilt.

Pei Ling covered him with a quilt and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, do you want to blow out some lamps?"

Luo Ning shook her head, yawned slowly, took Pei Ling's hand, and squeezed it playfully. When sleepiness hit her, she said in a daze, "Pei Ling, the maid of the night watch will come over later, You also go back to rest early, good night."

Pei Ling's fingertips unconsciously brushed across his delicate little face, watching the slender and curled eyelashes drooping, and the even breathing sounded.

His eyes stayed on that face for a moment.

He moved his steps lightly, cut off some candle wicks, and went out lightly. Outside, the moon was sparse, and the bustling corridor was lit with lights.

Pei Ling sighed softly. Before he came, he had thought too simply, thinking that he would serve the Seventh Prince's daily necessities.

But to raise a clingy child well, he has tasted what it means to be tired. Are all children so troublesome?The other princes don't seem to be like this, only the seventh prince is so delicate.

Pei Ling seemed to have a premonition that he would live like a nanny in the future.

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Luo Ning woke up early in the morning, let the maid wrap him in several layers of brocade clothes, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and glanced around the hall, "Where's Pei Ling?"

The little maid paused for a moment, then Pei Ling had only been here for a day, so it was worth His Highness thinking about it like this, what method did she use.

He replied respectfully: "Eunuch Pei is arranging the breakfast from the imperial dining room."

Luo Ning sat on the stool obediently, and waited for the little maid to comb his hair. His hair was short and could only be tied into a small bun. Ding Dian is big, wears complicated clothes, shoes that are blinding, and a hair crown on top of her hair.

When he saw Pei Ling, he rushed over cheerfully. The red clothes were tied to Pei Ling's body like a peony flower. The force of the impact made Pei Ling stagger and take a step back.

Luo Ning said sweetly, "Pei Ling, I miss you."

Pei Ling laughed and said, "Your Highness, we just haven't seen each other all night."

Luo Ning arched him, humming: "I just miss you, I just want to see you when I get up together."

Pei Ling stroked his soft hair, feeling a little helpless in his heart, he didn't know why, he clearly harbored malice towards the Seventh Prince, but why did the Seventh Prince get so close to him.

He was not a pleasing slave, and he had successfully gained the trust of the Seventh Prince in just one day.

Pei Ling didn't know that there was a reason similar to sunk costs. Sometimes, if you put in too much thought, you can't get it back easily in the future, so you can't help but invest more.

Maybe it's also because he is alone, a kind of dependence can also make him feel needed, and his life has other functions.

Pei Ling should not like such a sticky gesture, but he chose to indulge.

With some experience in taking care of children, Pei Ling is now more comfortable, wiping Luo Ning's mouth and rubbing Luo Ning's stomach.

Luo Ning is like a kitten, she just needs to act like a baby to Pei Ling.

In the other Moon Lane Hall, Luo Ting smiled slightly, staring at the candlelight, his eyes flickering.

He already knew that his father had arranged Pei Ling into the Ninghua Palace. Thinking of how much his father valued Luo Ning, he couldn't help feeling jealous. His father was always like this, as long as there was Luo Ning. , will ignore other people, obviously everyone is a prince.

Luo Ting has listened to his mother and concubine's teaching since he was a child, and knows how important power is, so he has already planted a seed of ambition in his heart.

His father is unfair, so he will fight for it on his own. Anyway, there is still a long way to go, he has plenty of time to plan, and he will fight for himself and his concubine mother.

Luo Ting didn't think so much in the past, but once in a deep sleep, he had a very wonderful dream. In the dream, he was wearing a dragon robe and sitting on a high seat, while the courtiers bowed down, as if the whole world surrendered at his feet .

The feeling of superiority was so good, Luo Ting kept thinking about it after waking up, his head seemed to wake up in a flash, and he knew what he wanted.

Last year, when I went to Anguo Temple to pray for blessings, I stumbled into the backyard by accident and met the national teacher who was playing chess.

He was supposed to get everything he wanted smoothly, but there was a tiger in the way. This tiger would hinder his fate, and his future may undergo major changes.

Luo Ting was happy when he heard the first half of the sentence, but his heart sank after the second half. He is destined to be an emperor, but there are still setbacks. It is not difficult to return to the original track smoothly.

Luo Ting thought about it carefully, a tiger standing in the way, isn't Luo Ning a tiger?

It must be the hint from the national teacher to him. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was in line with his guess. Luo Ning was so favored by his father, and Concubine Lan Gui was also favored by the sixth palace. When his father was old, maybe he really planned to give the throne to the last Dear Luo Ning.

If he wanted to climb to the top, he had to get rid of Luo Ning, the most annoying competitor.

Fortunately, Pei Ling is his man, so he can know the news of Luo Ning at any time, as Luo Ning is so stupid, he only knows about fun and pleasure, so he can just raise and waste him.

But recalling what the national teacher said, Luo Ting felt a little uneasy in his heart. He had a premonition that this was not enough, it would be good if this person didn't exist.

Luo Ting stared at the flickering candle, and sent someone to deliver a message to Pei Ling. If possible, he would deal with Luo Ning without anyone noticing. Only when Luo Ning was abolished could he be safe.

Pei Ling burned the letter carefully, the third prince was too eager.

Do something to the Seventh Prince?It's too simple to think.

His blade is not that useful. The Seventh Prince is a jewel held in the palm of his hand. People are always watching him. If anything happens to the Seventh Prince, they will definitely investigate thoroughly.

If he is not sure, he will not be impulsive, otherwise he will be the one who will die, and the third prince can throw away this lowly slave at will.

His hands are not clean, but the heart of the royal family is even dirtier. There is only the stupid seventh prince with a glass heart, who only cares about eating and playing every day, without noticing the slightest undercurrent.

Thinking that it was time for the Seventh Prince to eat pastries, Pei Ling couldn't help but smile.

"Pei Ling, will you accompany me to catch butterflies?"

Luo Ning said happily, I don't know if it's because I'm getting younger, some boring games are also full of fun, this will be a good spring, and there are many butterflies in the flowers.

Holding Pei Ling by the small hand, Pei Ling softened his eyebrows and eyes a little. It was troublesome to take care of the Seventh Prince, but the Seventh Prince had no heart, and it was rare for him to feel happy getting along with innocent children.

The Ninghua Hall occupies a very large area and is divided into the main hall and the side hall, showing the emperor's preference. There are rumors that the empress has passed away for several years.

If it wasn't because Concubine Lan Gui's family was not noble enough, she would have been established as a successor long ago. The courtiers objected, and the emperor suppressed his thoughts.

However, Concubine Lan Gui couldn't become a queen, and she didn't plan to help other people to the back seat, so the back seat was left vacant.

Luo Ning felt that if he continued to live like this, he would be able to live a stable life, but in the end, the protagonist Shou became the emperor, Concubine Lan Gui and the original owner's ending, which he did not find in the information he received.

After all, the world line is mainly developed around the protagonist and important supporting roles.