"Is that right?" Ye Song laughed, then bent over and reached out from the maid's head, pulled the book away, "See me too."

The maid was shocked by this action. Before she could even get angry, she looked up and saw Ye Song's face and was completely confident. She immediately knelt down: "I don't know it's the princess, please forgive me!"

Other maids also came to their senses and knelt neatly in a row to describe them as sir.

Ye Song folded his lips and turned it over twice, and found that the text in the book was rich and story-like, just like modern novels. He couldn't help but feel excited and asked, "Where did these things come from?"

The maid answered truthfully: "I, I went to the market to buy it when I was resting..."

Ye Song felt heartbroken: "How can you make jokes during working hours? Confiscated, all of them are confiscated."

The maids looked sore. Ye Song raised his eyebrows and comforted him: "Don't be discouraged, show it well. This princess may return these notebooks to you."

The maids responded one after another, and finally calmed down a little, and then they all stepped down to work.

Ye Song weighed a stack of words and talked to Pei Qing back to the garden, and said with a smile: "Now there is a way to pass the time."

Su Chen, who was under the tree, looked at Ye Song's back deeply. There were so many things he was puzzled into his eyes and turned around.

Ye Song is indeed very different from the Ye Song he knew before. They are all pretending to be her? But no matter how she pretends, he will not look at her differently. At most, he just thinks that it is just a jumping clown.

Ye Song stayed in the door for several days, and devoted himself to all kinds of words, and was intoxicated. After this concentration, he lost all his worries, his face recovered quickly, and his body gradually healed. He had to eat three bowls of rice in one meal, and two taels of fat were growing on his waist.

When Ye Song asked Pei Qing to return these words to the original owner, she suddenly discovered the two taels of fat on her waist and couldn't help but sigh. Then she made a difficult decision: "Pe Qing, start tomorrow morning, go to bed early and get up early and run morning exercise, so there must be no mistakes."

Pei Qing looked bitter: "Miss, I haven't gained weight, so I'm going to run in the morning?"

Ye Song looked at her and couldn't argue: "What, letting you exercise, are you wronged?"

Pei Qing looked serious: "Don't feel wronged. The lady is considering her physical condition. I feel extremely happy!"

"Yeah, it's great." Ye Song turned around and went to the closet to tidy up if there were any simpler clothes for exercise, and said, "When you return the notebook, tell those girls, so that they can find more books to talk about intrigue and plot, and then take a look at it after reading it."

Pei Qing was puzzled: "Miss, what do you want to see if you do?"

Ye Song hummed twice: "Learn, learn from it."

Pei Qing probably understood and happily returned to the original owner with the book.

Ye Song's clothes were all of them all in the ladies' style, which was not suitable for running and exercise. Therefore, she made some modifications to the clothes overnight, cut off the unnecessary skirts with wide sleeves, tied the cuffs with silk ribbons, covered the collar tightly, and changed the skirt to pants.

Ye Song was also a person who liked to stay in bed, but in ancient times, I didn’t know how long it would take to stay. Weight loss was secondary. Only by laying a solid foundation in the body could we prepare for a long-term battle. Otherwise, it would be like her last time she had to lie down for a few days and she had to lie down for a few days. Therefore, with a firm belief, Ye Song pulled Pei Qing in her sleep and dragged her out to run together.

It is late spring now. There is still a hint of coolness in the early morning air, and the water droplets on the tips of the plants and trees are crystal clear. The breath that comes out is turned into a thin white mist by the cold.

Gradually, Bai Qing became energetic and soon got into a state of mind. He followed Ye Song to circle the garden. His long black hair and the corners of his clothes were swelling with Ye Song's running movements. A very light blush appeared on his thin cheeks, and his eyes were blurred in the morning mist, very much like a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world.

"Little Miss, I'm almost out of my way, I can't run away!"

Ye Song shouted loudly: "Persistence is victory, one, two, one! one!" She was so motivated that she didn't know when Pei Qing was left behind by her. When she turned around, she suddenly realized that she was the only one left, and this road... Hey? She ran the wrong way and ran to the small road.

But before she could turn around and stop, she suddenly hit a hard wall of flesh, making her dizzy.

Ye Song held his forehead with tears in his eyes and raised his head. When his pupils were reflected in a tall, tall, handsome and handsome figure in black clothes and wide sleeves, he paused, then straightened his face, and an impeccable smile appeared on his face. He said, "It turns out to be the prince."

Seeing her in such a smooth manner, Su Chen couldn't help but frown.

The scene when Su Chen beat her last time was still vivid in his mind. Ye Song was on guard when he saw him. Although he was smiling, the alienation in his tone was no less than that Su Chen hated her. Especially when he saw that beautiful face, she felt that her side face and neck were a little hurt. At this moment, he and her were alone, so as to be safe, he would not be silenced here, and Ye Song felt that it would be better to leave first.

Thinking of this, she smiled even brighter and looked at Su Chen and said, "Look at the prince's propriety, are you planning to go to the morning court? The morning court is a big deal, so I won't disturb you." After that, he turned around and prepared to leave.
Chapter completed!