His Royal Highness Huai... This glance almost scared Yuniang out of her body, she didn't dare to speak nonsense anymore, she just obediently stepped aside.
Su Ying was about to fall asleep, but when she heard Yuniang's voice, she woke up with a start.
Annoyance flashed in her eyes, this night is not white, it really cannot be underestimated.
Annoyance flashed in her eyes, but she really found her!
Does he even need to sleep
He doesn't sleep, she wants to sleep, okay!
Subconsciously, Su Ying wanted to escape by jumping out of the window, but found a group of guards patrolling below. Su Ying was furious, but she was also grateful that she had prepared beforehand.
She just sat down on the chair when the door was pushed open.
Yu Niang still didn't give up, and said again: "My lord, Qiaoqiao is sick today, maybe I can't serve you well, why don't you order another girl..."
Ye Feibai frowned slightly, and his eyes became more hostile.
Yuniang felt that the blood all over her body would freeze into one piece after being swept by such a terrifying look.
Yu Niang shrank her neck, not daring to say another word.
Yuniang couldn't offend Prince Huai, so she could only say to the inside, "That's a coincidence, you have to serve the prince well."
"Yes, Mom." Su Ying's voice now is not her previous voice. Hong Bo once gave her some voice-changing medicine, and now her voice is a little softer than her own.
When she said this, she coughed lightly on purpose.
When Yu Niang heard this voice, she immediately understood in her heart, and there was a slight worry in her eyes.
But because of Duke Huai's majesty, she could only leave.
Su Ying heard the sound of footsteps coming towards her step by step behind her, and felt contemptuous in her heart. Is this the bad nature of men
It's such a late night and I've spent so much energy, I still don't forget to come to piaoji.
The tall figure stood behind her, Su Ying stood up in good time, and saluted this man: "My lord, Jin An."
Ye Feibai raised the corners of his eyebrows slightly, and 2C glanced at her indifferently, his eyes were dark.
Ye Feibai looked at the woman in front of him, her face was covered with heavy makeup, and her original face could hardly be seen.
Mingyue Tower is the No. 1 brothel in Beijing. The women here are all graceful and generous, but the woman in front of her...
Also, Miss Qiaoqiao was resting when she was sick, who would paint her face like this when she was sick
Unless the woman in front of her is not a real Qiaoqiao girl!
Ye Feibai looked into her deep eyes, and a suspicious and strange brilliance quickly disappeared.
The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his expression was displeased: "Why, what are you doing there? Miss Qiaoqiao usually treats guests like this?"
The man in front of him locked his eyes on her face, staring at her closely.
Su Ying tried her best to relax her face, her heart slightly suspended.
Her face was smeared in such a way that she couldn't even recognize herself, so she shouldn't be seen through by him, right
Su Yingying bowed to Ye Feibai: "Forgive me, my lord. Coincidentally, I'm not feeling well today..."
Hearing that her voice was different, Ye Feibai pursed his lips slightly, and a look of disappointment flashed quickly in his eyes.
Ye Feibai frowned slightly: "Why, I'm afraid the king doesn't have enough money?"
Su Ying's lips curved into a sneer.
Just now I was afraid that this man would recognize me, but now hearing his tone, I didn't recognize him at all.
I'm afraid he just came here to find a woman for entertainment.
Thinking of this, Su Ying said lightly: "Qiaoqiao dare not."
Ye Feibai looked at her bun and her gentle and pleasant appearance, and he became more and more hesitant.
Su Ying took a look at Ye Feibai out of the corner of her eye, and her slightly raised heart relaxed, and she warmly greeted: "My lord, please sit down."
Su Ying's original intention was that the more enthusiastic she was, the more Ye Feibai would hate her, and then he would leave on his own.
Unexpectedly, just after she finished speaking,
Ye Feibai casually sat down on the chair, leaning lazily on the back of the chair.
He didn't look at Su Ying, but looked around, and said casually, "Since Miss Qiaoqiao is so enthusiastic, I should stay here today."
Su Ying wished she could bite off her tongue: "My lord, Qiaoqiao..."
Ye Feibai kept her tiny expression in his eyes calmly, and a trace of displeasure flashed across his lips: "What? What are you doing standing so far away? Could it be that Miss Qiaoqiao doesn't want to serve this king, huh?"
Su Ying's teeth itch with hatred in her heart, this is a hypocrite, even the piaoji piao is so righteous.
Su Ying sighed secretly in her heart, now in order not to be recognized by him, she could only swallow her anger.
Su Ying stretched out her green and slender hand, poured a cup of tea, held it up to Ye Feibai, and said coquettishly, "Then, should the prince have a cup of tea first?"
Before she finished speaking, Su Ying was pulled over by Ye Feibai.
When she realized it, she was already sitting in Ye Feibai's arms.
Su Ying was startled, and began to wonder if this man really recognized her.
She looked up at Ye Feibai, seeing his indifferent and heartless face, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
If he had doubts in his heart, he might have dragged himself to wash his face long ago, so... Su Ying clenched her fists. Ye Feibai should have no doubts.
Ye Feibai saw Su Ying's actions in his eyes, his face remained calm, but a narrow sneer flashed across his eyes.
"Hey me." Ye Feibai said lightly.
Su Ying gritted her teeth, and reached out to bring the teacup close to Ye Feibai's lips.
Ye Feibai seemed to have adjusted the position of his hand unintentionally, but just when Su Ying was feeding him, he touched her face gently!
A black line began to appear on Su Ying's head, and she couldn't help cursing inwardly, this man is really... shameless!
She was angry in her heart, but her face remained calm, still smiling sweetly, with curved eyes.
Su Ying's body was stiff and she wanted to leave, but Ye Feibai firmly held her delicate waist.
Ye Feibai looked down at Su Ying with cold eyes, with a cold light in his eyes, but there was a kind of interest that seemed to be there.
Su Ying gritted her teeth secretly, and silently hypnotized herself: He definitely didn't recognize it, didn't recognize it, didn't recognize it...
Ye Feibai's voice was low and charming: "Miss Qiaoqiao doesn't like me approaching, why is her body so stiff?"
"Why?" Su Ying smiled softly, trying to relax her body, "The prince is handsome and suave, he is the most outstanding man Qiaoqiao has ever met, Qiaoqiao is nervous, so he is a little stiff, Please forgive me, my lord."
"So, Miss Qiaoqiao likes this king very much?" The displeasure on Ye Feibai's face gradually melted away, her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, as bright as peach blossoms in March.
If possible, Su Ying would really like to stab him to death now.
Do men flirt like this—naked luo
She smiled coquettishly: "My lord must be tired, why don't you put Qiaoqiao down and let Qiaoqiao rub your shoulders for you."
Ye Feibai remained motionless, holding her tightly.