The phoenix is ​​screaming for nine days, my lord, don't mess around

Chapter 11: Domineering prince?

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After finishing speaking, he took the hot cup of tea.

At this time, Concubine Li's palm was already completely red. Her resentment but not daring to explode, her fear, were all surging in her chest.

Phoenix, if I don't believe it, I can't beat you!

"Concubine Li, I don't have time to look at the account books yet. Come to my room later and accompany me to look at those account books."

"Cough cough, let's talk, I'm going back to my room to rest first." Yang Yanjing suddenly coughed again.

"My lord, go slowly!" Fenghuang said softly, waving the handkerchief exaggeratedly.

In Phoenix's room.

Concubine Li moved her sore feet. With so many books, when is she going to see them

"Crack!" Fenghuang suddenly threw a ledger on the table.

"Concubine Li, these accounts are well done, but there are many flaws. Since you have worked so hard to manage the palace for so long, there is hard work without credit, so I won't pursue it, do you understand?"

Can she see it? How could Phoenix understand these accounts? Concubine Li suddenly became a little scared, if she told the prince about this...

Of course Phoenix knew what she was thinking.

"Don't worry, I won't tell the prince, as long as you don't make trouble and hinder everything I do in the mansion. You can go."

Concubine Li looked at her in surprise. Just let her go

"Let's go, I'm afraid I won't be able to resist beating people later." Fenghuang said flatly.

Concubine Li shook her sleeves and left again.

Soon night fell.

"Princess, do you think the prince will really come tonight?" Yinhuan asked again worriedly.

"You've asked me several times, why are you more nervous than me, silly girl, I said the prince will definitely come."

Sure enough, when it was time to go to bed, Yang Yanjing took Yinxiang into the courtyard where Fenghuang lived.

What he saw was that the courtyard was brightly lit, and the Phoenix with loose hair was standing at the door in a long gown with a silver ring to welcome him. Yinhuan nervously tugged at Fenghuang's sleeve secretly, meaning that the prince is really here!

Phoenix smiled helplessly.

Yang Yanjing slowly walked in front of her, and made a movement that Phoenix didn't expect.

He stretched out his hand to lift the hair on Fenghuang's forehead, put it behind his ear gently, and said softly, "Princess, it's so late, I have to wait for this king."

Fenghuang never expected that he would do this, and goose bumps all over his body immediately wrinkled. They don't seem to be familiar with it yet. This Seventh Prince did it really smoothly, and his skills in flirting with girls are just perfect.

But the two stood so close, Fenghuang found that although Yang Yanjing was one year younger than her, she was a head and a half taller than her.

Fenghuang reluctantly raised his head and said haha, "My lord, this is what I should do, I don't dare to be hardworking." If you are polite, I will accompany you.

"Go in, you'll catch a cold standing here." Yang Yanjing walked in first after saying that.

Yinhuan and Yinxiang went to the side room to rest.

Fenghuang entered the room and was about to slip into bed when the boy behind him coughed.

Fenghuang turned his head and saw that he was opening his arms, looking very natural.

"Pfft." It turned out that she was asked to undress.

Fenghuang swallowed unconsciously, thinking to himself, God, I didn't initiate this, it's the little prince who needs it...

Fenghuang peeled off Yang Yanjing's clothes not very quickly, because she was not very familiar with the structure of ancient clothing, and Yinhuan usually helped her dress and undress.

Since Yang Yanjing was taller than Fenghuang, she happened to be looking parallel to his chest.

The outer robe was taken off, revealing the middle garment, and the delicate collarbone was faintly visible.

When Phoenix's hands touched the fabric around the collarbone, he immediately felt that the little prince was extremely thin.

"Have you seen enough?" Yang Yanjing's soft voice came, interrupting Phoenix's fantasy.

She hurriedly helped him take off his shirt.

Wow, although she is thin, but this collarbone, this round and fair neck, Fenghuang touches his lips, really afraid that his saliva will flow down.

Yang Yanjing chuckled, Fenghuang blushed instantly, quickly ran to the big bed, slipped on it, and fell asleep in it facing the wall.

Although she was already very tired after a busy day, there was a strange man lying beside her neck, and she couldn't fall asleep right away no matter what.

Feeling the sheets move, Fenghuang knew that he had come up.

After opening her eyes for a long time, she said, "My lord, are you still awake?"

"I'm not sleepy." The voice was still cool and gentle.

Since we haven't slept yet, let's have a chat, everyone can't sleep anyway.

"What does your lord think of what I did today?"

"You have done a good job. From now on, the princess will have to work hard to manage the internal affairs of the palace."

"What about Concubine Li?"

"I didn't see anything."

After receiving such words from the little prince, Fenghuang was relieved, and he could let go of things in the future, but he didn't expect that he would be more free when he came to the Seventh Prince's Mansion, hahaha.

"Then, please greet me when I enter the palace tomorrow, what should I pay attention to?"

"No need to be restrained, follow your temperament."

"Really? My lord, are you too casual?" Fenghuang couldn't help but turned around and hugged Yang Yanjing's shoulder excitedly.

Yang Yanjing was shocked, she didn't expect that she would rush over suddenly, she is really a woman with a real and passionate temperament.

Under the flickering candlelight, the two had different thoughts.

With a killer's intuition, Fenghuang sensed that Yang Yanjing had many secrets and concerns hidden in his heart, but he hid them well.

Looking at his appearance, you can tell that he has experienced many things that others have not experienced.

Taking a peek at his side face, under the dim light, his outline suddenly became much warmer, and it was still amazingly beautiful, making people unable to take their eyes off it.

"Don't look at it, I'd be embarrassed to look at this king again." Yang Yanjing, who had already closed his eyes, suddenly said.

Fenghuang blinked, but continued to stare, the free handsome guy didn't look for nothing, we were not afraid of our own husband. Go out and stare at other handsome guys, maybe you will be chased and beaten by other women.

To raise land, Yang Yanjing suddenly

Turning around, the two faces faced each other for a second, and the next second he took her into his arms.

Fenghuang was stunned instantly, he, what is he doing

Fenghuang moved his head, but was firmly held down, and he could only smell the faint fragrance of orchids from his body through the cloth nose.

"Don't move, this is punishment, if you don't listen to me, you will sleep like this from now on."

Fenghuang couldn't laugh or cry, what kind of mentality is this little prince, is there such a thing as revenge.

She felt that she was being hugged and unable to move, so she gradually relaxed, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.

The two of them slept with their arms around each other like this all night, and their posture didn't change at all.

When he woke up in the morning, Fenghuang found that he was still in Yang Yanjing's arms, and couldn't help complaining, why both of them slept so well, they didn't move at all.