In fact, Yu Chu was always cheerful.
It was hilarious how the crowd reacted.
The maid next to him, after hearing this arrogant sentence, her eyes widened in fright, trembling, as if she would plop down to her knees in the next second.
The guards' eyes showed despair.
Even the people behind Xiao Shiqi's eyes widened, staring at her in astonishment.
At this time, the generals felt that this group of people was doomed.
Because they knew that His Highness hated women very much, even if a woman was lying on the bed, they had to change the tents—this arrogant princess actually asked His Highness to help her? I'm afraid it's not too long to live...
There was silence.
Jing Huai twitched the corner of his lower lip, and under the horrified gazes of the generals and the convoy behind him, he turned handsomely and got off his horse, striding towards the opponent's carriage.
He got under the carriage and looked up at the girl.
The usual seventeenth prince is serious, and at most he just curls his lips and sneers... But at this moment, the young man still doesn't remember the majesty of the evil spirit, he almost subconsciously bent his lips, revealing sweet dimples: "Sister."
The voice is like sprinkled with honey.
Lifting his slender fingers, he held the girl's hand, and the boy's cold heart suddenly trembled.
Something warm flowed along his hands to his heart, those ice-cold eyes were only staring at the girl at this moment, as if they had found some treasure that had been lost for a long time, the joy in the eyes was obvious.
All the people around were stunned.
In the stunned eyes of the crowd, Yu Chu looked at the tall and slender man in front of him, his eyes gliding over his facial features in amazement, he couldn't help reaching out to pinch his cute dimples, and then raised his hand to rub his head, "Xiao Shi Seven has grown up... so much taller than me."
The Shashen Shura in everyone's hearts was obediently rubbed with his head lowered, and said sweetly and softly, "I'm seventeen."
His eyes are soft.
Generals: ... Wait, wait.
"La"? "La"? ? ? This kind of soft and cute tone... was said by His Royal Highness the Seventeenth
At this moment, the generals felt unparalleled disillusionment. In the past, he was unsmiling and indifferent like frost and snow—His Seventeenth Highness, who didn't even have much expression, seemed to have been replaced by a soul, and now he was smiling sweetly, with an obedient and well-behaved appearance, just like a little pet.
The generals looked at the opposite convoy expressionlessly.
The people in that team had the same expression.
One second, they all felt ashamed that they were dead, but the next second, the seventeenth prince, who was said to be like Shura, acted coquettishly and cutely towards His Royal Highness.
It's just...
However, no matter how unbelievable they were in their hearts, this was true and not a dream.
In front of outsiders, Jing Huai didn't call her sister Huang, but she still called her sister obediently, and led her to her horse, "I'll take my sister back. I rushed here when I heard the news...it really is my sister's motorcade."
"Well," Yu Chu followed him, watching the slender young man get on his horse neatly, then stretched out a white hand towards her, his beautiful eyebrows and eyes curved.
He is seventeen this year, and he is already a real boy, with a noble temperament in his eyebrows and eyes, his drooping thick eyelashes are lazy, and he has an overly delicate beauty.
Yu Chu held that hand, and he gently led him onto the horse. Leaning against his body in the ice-silver armor, the other party's clean and fragrant breath surrounded her neck and ears, and her beautiful fingers wrapped around her waist. Take the reins.