Guide To Save The Yandere Villains

Chapter 97: Difficult for a aunt (19)

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Shen Si's mind was spinning extremely fast, and he immediately changed his tune,

"Let me just say, at this level, even the head chef of the imperial dining room can't do it, it must be done by Ah Tu."

Handing him a pair of chopsticks without any hassle, Si Tu's eyes flashed cunningly.

Heh, the melon seeds in the little head are turning very fast.

But I don't like sweets, so she added several handfuls of sugar to this pastry.

I can't get tired of him!

It was the first time for the system to light the wax on the villain of the plane, secretly thankful that there was no entity, otherwise it would have to light the wax on itself.

Since then, I have learned a truth, don't anger a woman, you will become unlucky.

Using chopsticks to pull away the sticky honey on it, Shen Si took a large chopstick and put it into his mouth.

Well, although it doesn't look very good, it tastes good.

But the most important thing is that this pastry was made by A Tu for him alone.

The pastry is fragrant and sweet, and when you put it in your mouth, it is sweet to the bottom of your heart.

"A Tu's cakes are the best."

Shen Si raised his bright eyes, and the brows were full of extreme joy.

But this color, the elegant fragrance of this chrysanthemum, why is it familiar

"The main thing is that the materials used are good. There are purple chrysanthemums in it. It is said that they are quite expensive."

Otherwise, that little maid of Yunxi wouldn't have a pained expression on her face.

With a click, the chopsticks in Shen Si's hand fell on the plate, making a crisp sound.

"What's wrong?"

However, Si Tu still looked at him with a very innocent look.

[The host did it on purpose]

The system has long been familiar with the personality of its own host who must retaliate, the system murmured.

[Purple chrysanthemums are rare, and they are so meticulously maintained, they must be Shen Si's favorite things]

She is not the little white flower of the Holy Mother, who is choked by the villain and wants to curry favor with him everywhere.

It was intentional, what can you do

It's a big deal to be pinched by him again.

Shen Si lost his temper after being stared at by her, got up and took her hand, and said softly,

"It's the first time Ah Tu gave me something, I'm very happy."

Si Tu: Why is the plot different from what she imagined

Fascinated by his tenderness that was about to drown people, Si Tu withdrew his hand a little helplessly, lowered his eyes and said,

"As long as His Majesty likes it, I have something else to do, so I'm leaving first."

But before Si Tu turned around, Shen Si grabbed her wrist. Although the force was not strong, she was not allowed to break free easily.

"I have something I want to ask Ah Tu about."

"Your Majesty has something to do, shouldn't you go to the previous court to ask Chen Shoufu for advice?"

With a strange expression on his face, Si Tu stared at the clasped palms of the two, and motioned for him to let go quickly.

I haven't had lunch yet, so I'm really hungry now.

"Who is Chi Yuan?"

Shen Si stared at her closely, unwilling to let go of any of her expressions.

When he heard this name from her mouth last night, he almost couldn't restrain his killing intent.

But in the end, Cheng Xiang was not allowed to kill her on the spot. He cared about her thoughts, but it was limited to the scope he gave.

So Ah Tu, please don't let me down.

"Pool?"

Si Tudai frowned, she had no memory of this name.

"I don't even know the person you're talking about."

Si Tu answered openly, without hiding anything.

The strength on the wrist gradually relaxed, Shen Si chuckled suddenly, and his tense body also relaxed.

"Atu says he doesn't know, then he doesn't know."

As long as she said it, he would believe it!

Even if there really was such a person, Shen Si would never give them a chance to meet again.

Rough fingertips brushed across her cheeks, and Shen Si pulled her drooping broken hair to her ears, with a gentle look on her face,

"Duke Zhen is still waiting for you to eat, I will send Mingwei back with you."

Last night when she cried and said she wanted to go home, his heart almost broke when he heard it.

Si Tu's eyes lit up, like a little fox who has stolen the fish.

What a surprise.

A plate of pastries is exchanged for a chance to go home, she has made a lot of money, okay

"That's a good deal, don't go back on your word."

Afraid that he would contradict his promise, Si Tu repeated it emphatically.

Seeing her flying out of the Golden Luan Hall like a butterfly, Shen Si felt empty in his heart.

Although she wanted to imprison her in the palace like this, she was still a person, not a plaything, nor a bird in a cage.

She has her own pride and cannot allow him to trample on it easily.

He will give her enough freedom, but only if she stays by his side.

What he wanted was always her complete.

Caressing the residual temperature of his fingertips, Shen Si lowered his eyes and muttered,

"Tomorrow is my birthday, you... must come back."

Seeing her leaving back, Shen Si winked at Cheng Xiang.

Si Tu, who returned to the Jiaofang Palace, didn't even have time to pack his things, so he took Mingwei back to the Zhen Guogong's mansion in a hurry.

"Your Majesty, Feng Huan is ready."

As soon as he left the gate of the palace, Luanjia was parked outside.

Si Tu looked at Ming Wei strangely, she didn't call Feng Huan, she still wanted to keep a low profile and return home.

After all, her current status is still a bit embarrassing.

Mingwei shook her head, seemed to think of something, smiled lightly,

"This is probably His Majesty's handwriting."

Only His Majesty can prepare the Phoenix in advance for the Empress.

This kind of carefulness is something that no one else can ask for.

On the contrary, Si Tu didn't think about it that much, the ready-made means of transportation are useless.

It's just that when Shen Si made a fuss today, Si Tu always felt that this guy was holding back.

It's not a good sign to be courteous for nothing.

"What happy event did your master encounter today?"

Si Tu looked at Mingwei and said doubtfully.

"Does it count as your majesty sending cakes to His Majesty?"

Mingwei pondered for a moment, there were a lot of chores in the previous court recently, so there was no happy event.

Only this one, for His Majesty, is the ultimate joy.

"Of course that doesn't count."

I have a few catties and a few taels, but Si Tu still has a lot of them.

[Actually, I think the host can be more confident]

The system secretly had a headache and cried out that it couldn't be moved.

[What is self-confidence, self-confidence to kick Shen Si off the throne?]

system:…

Longevity, what should I do if my host always wants to kill the villain

[By the way, who is that person Shen Si mentioned just now?]

Si Tu was afraid that he was someone the original owner knew before, so he wanted to confirm with the system again.

[Chi Yuan?]

[Yes, that's the name]

Hearing this name again, Si Tu still didn't have any impression.

It's just that there is some discomfort in the chest, and the breath is blocked, and I can't get it out.

The system flipped through the script, but couldn't find Chi Yuan after searching for a long time.

[It should be the villain deliberately testing you]

That being said, there is such a possibility.

The imperial palace is not far from Zhen Guogong's mansion. It's only a short while after leaving the Xuanwu Gate.

Everyone in Zhen Guogong's mansion stood outside the door, eager to see through.

Especially Mrs. Li, leaning in her husband's arms, crying like a tearful person.

After getting out of the sedan chair, before Si Tu could react, a bejeweled lady met him.

The ones on the head and the ones on the hands were so golden under the sunlight that they almost blinded Si Tu's eyes.

"My little sister is suffering in the palace, let my elder sister take a look."

The arms trembled following the lady's movements, and the gold ornaments and jade objects hanging on the arms jingled.

Situ's eyes ached and his tinnitus rang.

(end of this chapter)