It wasn't until now that she finally realized. Could it be that Little Baozi wasn't used to the fragrance? Her dark eyes narrowed for a moment, and she looked at the incense burner again, and then at the maid who was guarding the room and whose mind she had controlled. Finally,

Before Xiao Baozi ate, she quickly drank a bowl of rice porridge.

A little bit of white porridge spilled out of the corner of her mouth, and she rolled it up with her tongue. She was extremely charming, but no one could be fooled by her move. Sang Qiqi wiped her lips with a handkerchief, and then took a short rest before recovering.

With some energy, she will call over the person whose mental power she has slightly controlled.

"Tell me, when did this fruity fragrance come from and who arranged it." Sang Qiqi's voice returned to a soft and gentle tone, as pale as a chrysanthemum, and her smile was as bright as a flower. If this uninformed person accidentally bumped into him, he would definitely think that Sang Qi

7. Meet your lover and talk sweetly!

"No...I don't know...Slave, don't..." The maid's originally scarlet lips turned pale, with a chill in them, as if she was trying her best to restrain her pain and her thoughts, but her thoughts had been

Sang Qiqi gives control.

When Sang Qiqi doesn't take action, she is gentle and harmless, but as long as she takes action, there is little chance of failure, and Little Baozi will be the first one.

Sang Qiqi's strange fingers were placed in front of the maid, and he kept moving his fingers under her gaze. His fingers seemed to be arranging ancient formations, but this kind of thing is probably only recorded in very few ancient books.

After a few words, Sang Qiqi is probably the only one in the world who knows how to do it.

Yan Nian, who has read thousands of books, only knows a little bit about it. If he digs deeper, he will have no idea. But this does not mean that he does not want to know. On the contrary, when he is lying on the couch, he has been thinking about Sang Qi.

7.——Sang Qiqi knows that he can absolutely go crazy with joy.

"When she was born, A...A Ying." The maid finally said two key words, and Sang Qiqi also put down her hand, took a deep breath, and sat back at the round table with the little bun in her arms.

I'm afraid this maid doesn't know much. Now she can only find the maid named A Ying. Of course, what needs to be solved first is...

"Ugh..." Sang Qiqi suddenly withdrew all mental control. Except for the little medicine boy, all the maids around her woke up. In fact, they had no idea that they were being controlled. This was Sang Qi.

Seven brilliant points, she was retching with a disgusted look on her face.

Little Baozi looked at Sang Qiqi, who was a little different. His eyes were full of curiosity, but he couldn't understand any more. She was just obedient and didn't cause trouble to Sang Qiqi. If Little Baozi didn't cry, Sang Qiqi would not be in danger.

"Miss Sang, what's wrong with you? You are so weak and you still come to take care of His Majesty the Princess? I heard that it was you who took the initiative to ask His Majesty for a royal robe? You are too ignorant." The arrogant maid began to treat her as soon as she lost control of her spirit.

Sang Qiqi was angry, and every word he spoke became more serious.

"Please also ask the imperial doctor to come over for Qiqi..." Sang Qiqi's face was full of vulnerability, and her eyes were pitiful as she looked at the maid, but the obsession in the maid's heart was too strong, so she snorted coldly: "Just because

Are you worthy of being treated by an imperial physician?"
Chapter completed!