Quick Wear Peace

Chapter 397: The Fairy Couple 45

An Ning looked at the sky and confirmed the time. "They are still attending court right now. Do you want to go now?"

Since we came to ancient times, we didn’t know how to determine the time at the beginning, but now we can know the current time just by looking at the sky outside. This is indeed a great progress.

"Go." King Qin Guang nodded and rubbed his hands.

He also wanted to see how the King of Hell was living now. If he was not living well, he could mock him in his heart.

"Okay." An Ning nodded, and the two of them turned into streams of light.

In the blink of an eye, he appeared in the hall.

King Qin Guang carefully identified which one was the King of Hell. The first person that caught his eye was a young man with clear and innocent eyes. He looked at the person sitting in the seat as if he was unaware of the gazes from all around him.

Very confident.

Based on the smell, King Qin Guang saw a man standing in the front row, and he walked over to look him up and down.

Well, no limbs are missing.

Dai Weicong frowned, always feeling a cool atmosphere around him.

He looked around but didn't find anything, so he focused on the man in the middle and frowned into the shape of a "川" character.

He felt that this person's conversation did not sound like the kind of thing that could get him a top-scoring exam answer. Perhaps there was some hidden secret behind it?

But seeing how confident he was, I felt a little self-doubtful. Maybe he was just hiding his incompetence.

"Is it the King of Hell?" An Ning walked to the side of King Qin Guang.

Seeing King Qin Guang's expression, An Ning was somewhat certain of Dai Weicong's identity.

"That's right." King Qin Guang nodded.

"But we can't let the King of Hell return to his position now, otherwise there will be mistakes in the world."

King Qin Guang frowned. Now is not the right time. His current identity involves too many things, which will have a certain direct impact.

"The life of a mortal is just a blink of an eye for a god," said An Ning.

Suddenly she remembered that Fu Guanbao was also a mortal. After he left, she still had a long time to live, and she would be alone for the rest of her life.

Xiaoyi was scratching around in the space: Can't he just accompany her?

Looking up, the person in the middle only needed one sentence to put the person in the upper position in a good mood.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, she thought that she was not as love-minded as the Seventh Princess and would not give up her life for a man.

"Madam, why don't you light the candle?"

Fu Guanbao came back dizzy. When the court was dismissed, the officials took him out for a drink in order to curry his favor. Fortunately, he knew his alcohol tolerance and did not drink that much.

The butler spread his hands speechlessly. He wanted to drink more. If he hadn't been pulled by him, telling him to think about the young mistress, otherwise the young master would have made a fool of himself today.

When I came back, I saw that the room was pitch black without any candles.

The housekeeper lit the candles attentively, and a blue figure sat quietly beside the bed.

"Madam, I'll go down first."

An Ning came back to her senses and nodded slightly.

The housekeeper looked at An Ning's dangerous aura and heartlessly threw his young master into the house and ran away.

Young master, it’s not that I don’t care about you, it’s just that the young mistress’ whip is hard to deal with.

Fu Guanbao staggered in a daze, his steps twisted and unsteady, he tripped over his left foot and fell directly on the bed.

"Hmm~" Fu Guanbao pulled the quilt in his hands, feeling the softness under his body.

An Ning kicked Fu Guanbao away with disgust.

"Go wash up quickly."

Fu Guanbao rubbed his butt in a daze, walked out without opening his eyes, his whole body swaying, his legs staggering, as if he would fall down in the next second.

"Butler, take your young master out to wash."

The housekeeper standing outside did not leave immediately. After a while, he heard the voice of the young mistress, wailed, and calmly opened the door.

No matter how much you complain, you can't show it in front of your leader.

And I also have to show that I am very willing to serve you.

"Madam, I'll wash the young master right away."

He pulled Fu Guanbao next to him and disappeared in front of Aning in a flash.

An Ning burst out laughing. The housekeeper's words sounded like Chinese New Year. A big, white and tender pig was washed and rinsed, then brought in front of her and slaughtered.

Forget it, it’s for her own good. If he doesn’t want to practice with her, then he should cherish this time.

After I figured it out, I felt relieved.

When Fu Guanbao came back, the housekeeper washed him so thoroughly that he looked like a piglet just out of the pot.

An Ning stepped over him and if he didn't sleep peacefully, she would kick him down.

An Ning thought viciously.

Fu Guanbao seemed to sense the ill intentions of the people around him. He didn't move at all the whole night and was very well behaved.

Just a little hot.

An Ning took her arm off her body.

"You're awake." An Ning reached out and patted Fu Guanbao's face, "It's time to go to court."

Fu Guanbao tried hard to open his eyes wide, and after listening to An Ning's words clearly, he picked up the quilt to cover his face, and turned his whole body towards An Ning.

Finally, I found a way to get him up.

"…My lady, if you really can't do it, let's resign now. If I get up at this time every day, I will become ugly."

Fu Guanbao looked at himself in the mirror. In just two days, he seemed to see thick dark circles under his eyes.

I touched my face and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, my face had not become rough.

Don't think he doesn't know that An Ning is also a person who likes appearance.

If he doesn't take good care of himself, what if some other little bitch takes the opportunity to steal his home?

So he has to protect his face.

Thinking of the skin care products on An Ning's dressing table, I quietly started to pay attention.

After a while, An Ning picked up the small bottle in her hand curiously. It clearly didn't take that long, so how come it was gone so quickly?

She didn't see that in a hidden corner, Fu Guanbao was holding a small mirror, looking at his more delicate cheeks, and nodded with satisfaction.

Aning looked at the things that were being used faster and faster, and decided to find out who was secretly using her things every day.

Hard work pays off. Finally, one night, An Ning squinted her eyes and watched Fu Guanbao quietly put on his shoes and sneaked to her dressing table.

Under the guidance of the moonlight, Fu Guanbao picked up a 9-bottle, scooped out a large lump, and patted it on his face carefully.

But practice makes perfect, and he became skilled at patting his face.

"easy to use?"

A familiar voice sounded from behind, and the movements of his hands froze, and he put the things on the table, as if nothing had happened, with an innocent look on his face.

"what are you saying?"

"How did I say that the things on my desk are being used up faster and faster?"