Yan Xiaobai nodded quickly, his brows were filled with extreme joy.
Your Highness, she still cares about him.
The two were very close, breathing intertwined.
Si Tu's hair hooked Yan Xiaobai's cheek, tickling his heart.
He despicably wanted to make the distance between the two of them closer.
Those red lips are full of temptation.
Just leaning slightly, you can kiss Fangze.
But Yan Xiaobai didn't dare, he was afraid that the intimacy and tenderness just now would be in vain.
Everything, back to zero.
Drawing it slowly is the best policy.
squeak—
The palace door was pushed open from the outside.
The visitor, dressed in red and green, rushed in hurriedly.
Looking at the lingering two people on the bed, his eyes widened.
Kneeling at Situ's feet, weeping with snot and tears,
"Your Highness said yesterday that Liu Wen is your darling, why did you let this lowly slave sit on the phoenix couch today?"
[The system came out and was beaten]
She has no impression of this person.
But she was very displeased to hear this cheap slave.
"One mouthful and one lowly slave, what are you?"
[Drip, the villain's blackening value has dropped by ten points]
Um? It was a bit of a surprise.
Si Tu glanced at Yan Xiaobai, only to see that the curvature of his mouth could not be suppressed.
[This is the original owner's male pet, and he is used to provoking the relationship between the original owner and Yan Xiaobai on weekdays]
[Look like this, still a boy favorite?]
Is the original owner so picky
[Uh, ugly is a bit ugly, but Shengzai has a clean family background, and he came from the School of Men's Virtue, and he is good at embroidery and flowers]
Si Tu: I was disgusted, thank you.
Seeing Si Tu getting angry, Liu Wen kowtowed again and again, crying even louder,
"It is obvious that Yan Xiaobai deliberately seduced His Highness, but His Highness is partial to him."
Liu Wen refused to accept it!
Last night, he called him a darling, but today he changed to a new favorite.
Liu Wen continued to mess around,
"Didn't Your Highness say that Liu Wen is the only one in my heart, and I will be welcomed into the Princess Mansion in the future."
The son-in-law or something, it's exciting to think about it.
That's a step up to the sky!
Feeling the hot gaze behind him, Si Tu secretly felt something was wrong.
[Drip, the villain's blackening value has increased by five points]
Hurry up and destroy it.
It's all about what.
Si Tu got up and kicked Liu Wen's heart,
"Presumptuous! Ben Gong has never said such profligate words, who do you think Ben Gong is?"
If you don't interrupt him, the consolation just now will be in vain.
Smoothing the folds of the Chinese clothes, Si Tu said disdainfully,
"Just because of you, you are also worthy to enter my princess mansion?"
This kind of thing is not even worthy of holding a sword for her!
The sound in the hall attracted many onlookers.
Shi Ying looked at the scene in front of her, her heart trembled.
Why didn't His Highness play cards according to the routine
Shouldn't she kick Yan Xiaobai out
Taking advantage of the presence of everyone in the mansion, Si Tu spoke clearly to save Yan Xiaobai from thinking about it.
"Get rid of all the male favorites in the Princess Mansion. This palace never raises idlers!"
If those people keep it, it is also a waste of food.
She's not that philanthropic.
"As for Yan Xiaobai..."
Situ paused slightly, turned his head and looked back,
"Promoted to be the steward of the mansion, he will be responsible for the food, clothing, housing and transportation of the palace alone."
Everyone was surprised.
Hasn't His Highness always disliked Yan Xiaobai
What kind of song is this
[Host is a good move]
When two people get along day and night, they will definitely be able to rub the spark of love, thereby reducing the value of blackening.
Sure enough, the God of War is the God of War, just one click.
[If I die, this villain should not think about it too]
The system is full of question marks.
[How did the host see that he was going to kill you]
[Didn't you say that he has hatred in his heart? It's always right to make more preparations]
System: The host's thinking this year is very strange.
The princess mansion is in charge...
Yan Xiaobai froze in place, and then a fiery light burst out of his black eyes.
His Highness values himself.
She has really changed.
As long as you can stay by her side, everything is fine.
The corners of Yan Xiaobai's dry mouth slowly curled up.
Blood spilled out as the corners of his mouth moved.
Si Tu turned around and looked back, his eyes fell on the red.
"What's the matter? He vomited blood again."
That whip, presumably hurt the internal organs.
Si Tu stepped forward, took out a brocade handkerchief and wiped the blood for him.
The movements are so soft that it is unreasonable.
Thinking of her as a majestic God of War in the God Realm, her hands are either holding a war halberd or a sword.
When have you ever cared so much about others
[Drop, the villain's blackening value has dropped by five points]
The chiffon brocade handkerchief is stained with red plums, eye-catching.
Si Tu couldn't see through the young man in front of him.
Just an act of kindness can reduce the blackening value.
Is this the basic quality a villain should have
[Congratulations to the host, mastering the essence of saving the sick villain]
The system almost cried out of joy.
As for the villains, just play tricks.
Furthermore, this matter can only be done by the host, and no one else is qualified.
Just as Si Tu wanted someone to go to the palace to teach the imperial doctor, his palm was grabbed by someone.
"It's not vomiting blood, don't worry, Your Highness."
Following his own will, Yan Xiaobai held the pair of jade hands, his black eyes shining brightly.
It turns out that His Highness's hands are so delicate.
It was as soft as a spring water, overflowing in his heart.
Others stood around with their heads lowered, and no one dared to make a sound.
His Highness was not even angry when the little slaves committed crimes.
Today, it's really strange.
Si Tu stabilized his mind, his eyes turned to the clasped hands.
[System, he picked me up, can you call me back?]
system:…
[Drop, the villain's blackening value has dropped by five points]
It seems that she can't fight anymore. In order to blacken the value, she endured it.
Let's hold hands as long as you hold hands, and you can't lose a piece of meat.
The two were very close, and their gestures were as intimate as a couple of gods and gods.
But this scene fell into Si Yan's eyes, and the matter became serious.
The visitor came with a purple crown and jade crown, and the hanging pearls and jade fell on the side of the ear, which made the person more noble.
The man walked in a hurry, his face dyed hurriedly.
"Ah Tu is sick, why don't you tell me, the palace..."
Before he finished speaking, Si Yan pointed at the two people on the floor, dumbfounded.
His little sister is so brave that she dares to prostitute herself in the daytime
Then what about the son-in-law he personally selected in the early court
Withdrawing his palm naturally, Si Tu straightened out the folds of his Chinese clothes.
This guy is really strong, and he doesn't want to let go.
"Why is the emperor free to come to the princess mansion?"
In the past, the original owner went to the palace to look for him, but it was rare for Si Yan to come in person.
Glancing at the thin young man, Si Yan let out a snort,
"Atu, your taste has changed a lot recently, can this catch your eye?"
Thin and small, how can I protect my little sister
For Yan Xiaobai, Si Yan never wanted to see him.
Born as a slave, he is not worthy of staying in the Princess Mansion.
[Drip, the villain's blackening value has increased by five points]
Hiss, young man, your thoughts are dangerous.
Si Tu blocked Si Yan's line of sight calmly and pulled him away.
Let him go on talking, her efforts just now will be in vain.
Si Tu turned around, but didn't notice the man's eyes on Tashang.
Dark and gloomy, mixed with a strong possessive desire.
Like a wolf, with desperate despair.
Si Yan is right, how can a lowly slave be worthy of this magnificent princess mansion
But it is this humble slave in the dirt who wants to own the sun desperately.
Even if it burns to ashes, he still wants to get close.
Moths to the flame, do not hesitate.
(end of this chapter)