The Favor of the Delicate Villain of Quick Transmigration

Chapter 2, Prince and Slave ([-])
Wen Qingqing licked her lips, a little maid walked in with her head down, and said softly,
"Young master, are you up? The prince wants to see you."

Da Zhuang: Ho Ho Ho, this little girl has a limitless future.

Wen Qingqing paused, the food in her hand suddenly tasted bad, she lowered her head to look at an indescribable part, well, it's really small.But you can't insult people like this, she angrily got up from the bed, opened the door with a bang,
"Don't think that I'm afraid of you because you belong to Lord Lao Shizi. You...you don't need five sauced pork knuckles today, don't try to coax me well!"

The system is strong: "...so ambitious, I used to have three pig's hooves,"

After Wen Qingqing finished speaking, she ran away, and the little girl behind her looked confused, flicking her buns and hurriedly followed.

Along the way, we walked past Liushui Xuanxuan with lotus flowers in the clear stream, resplendent pavilions, tall and magnificent towering ancient trees, and stopped in front of a delicate and small pavilion.The little maid stood at the door and spoke very respectfully,
"Master, this princess—"

She paused, unable to continue speaking, because she could feel Wen Qingqing's eyes staring at her viciously even with her head lowered. At this moment, a magnetic voice came from inside,

"Let her in,"

Wen Qingqing was no longer polite, and pushed open the door and walked in. In the luxurious hall, there were some beautiful shapes carved with gold powder on the thick pillars around, and a blue-green map. Complementing each other, the floor is covered with speckled leopard skin blankets, some magnificent pictures of mountains and rivers are neatly hung on the walls, and beside the half-opened windows, there are several exquisitely crafted incense burners on the brown incense table. Cigarettes curl up from the hollowed out place.Wen Qingqing didn't notice this, because when she came in, she saw a large table full of dishes,

Lord Mu is eating.

"Good morning my lord,"

Wen Qingqing sat down on the empty seat consciously. There was also a pair of empty bowls and chopsticks here, which should have been prepared for her.She raised her head with a smile, only to notice that next to Mu Ye, who was dressed in black and had a cold and indifferent face, there was a modest gentleman dressed in white, holding a white folding fan in his hand, with two thin eyebrows curved Just right, a pair of eyes similar to Mu Ye's, fair skin.The corners of his mouth curled up like nothing, giving people a kind feeling, if one ignores the hostility and viciousness in the depths of his eyes.

Noticing that Wen Qingqing's gaze had been fixed on the young man in white, Lord Mu suddenly felt very unhappy in his heart. He flipped the green tea leaves rolled up in the teacup, and said lightly,
"The doctor in the mansion said that you haven't eaten some time ago, and you need to adjust your appetite slowly. It's better to eat less these days. Someone, take away her bowl and chopsticks."

Only then did Wen Qingqing look away, her eyes widened, and she looked at Prince Mu beside her.He didn't do his makeup very carefully today, and his long black hair was simply inserted with a hosta, but it still gave people a high-end and noble feeling.She was dressed in black, the edges and corners were sewn with gold thread thinly, she was dressed lazily, and the white underclothes had a faint luster under the reflection of the sun.The eyes are narrow and deep, looking evil and casual, and the lips are lightly pursed.In the eyes of other women, such a picture of a handsome man must be blushing as if dripping blood, and he would say hello softly to attract attention.But what a pity, Wen Qingqing is not another woman.She was crying, her fingers creaking on the clean and tidy table,

"My lord, you can't do this, I... uh, your brocade boots just spoiled me a baked sweet potato the day before yesterday, so I don't care about it. If you stop me from eating, I will miss my sweet potato even more, and my mouth will not be strict. , that, that will affect your reputation..."

Da Zhuang: "...my dear host, I hope you will not be the only person in my glorious history who was beaten to death for eating."

Accompanied by the system's chatter, Wen Qingqing's voice became smaller and smaller, obviously losing confidence, Mu Ye glanced over, and said coldly,
"This is, you are threatening the king."

Wen Qingqing's embarrassing toes could reveal three rooms and one living room, but she couldn't care less about food.At this time, the young man in white beside him smiled and said,

"Hahahaha, this is the little slave who saved the emperor's uncle. Hey, no, look at what I said, the emperor is so powerful, how can a slave save him? He is still so beautiful and charming, with a delicate body Weak little slave. What's your name, little boy?"

Wen Qingqing blinked her eyes, oh, this is the one who always likes to jump up and down in front of Mu Ye, thinking that she has enough ability and prestige to defeat her uncle, but in the end, Mu Ye got mad and the emperor became seriously ill Mu Rufeng, the dead silly dog ​​emperor.

The system interjected at the right time: "That's right, that's him. The system can tell that what he said is not yin and yang, and he doesn't want to pick a place if he wants to die. Look at his dark eyes, he is just a short-lived ghost."

Sure enough, Mu Ye on the side frowned,
"The emperor has been out for a long time, come and send the emperor back."

A man in black suddenly appeared in front of the three of them, he knelt on one knee, his voice was cold and emotionless,
"Your Majesty, please!"

Mu Rufeng put away the uncomfortable smile at the corner of her mouth, flicked her sleeves, and brought up a light wind, Wen Qingqing sniffed quietly,

"It smells good."

Da Zhuang: Fuck, are you a dog?

Mu Ye glanced at Wen Qingqing and frowned.Mu Rufeng walked to the door, turned around and said meaningfully,
"Uncle Huang needs to take care of his health. After all, he has great power in his hands, but it will crush people to death." After speaking, he took another deep look at Wen Qingqing, turned his head and walked out.

Wen Qingqing shivered, feeling like she was being watched by a hungry wolf. Mu Ye looked at her stupid look, and called for someone to bring her bowls and chopsticks.

Wen Qingqing ate happily.

After a long time, after the maid took all the breakfast away, Wen Qingqing hiccupped happily with her belly in her arms. She suddenly remembered something, and turned her head to look at Mu Ye who was wiping the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief.
"My lord, did the emperor call me son just now?"

Mu Ye's hand holding the handkerchief froze: ...

Da Zhuang: ...

Wen Qingqing was brought back to the original room again.She smiled and looked at the little maid just now,

"I've changed my mind now. You have to bring me five sauced pig's trotters, as well as braised pork ribs, roast pork tenderloin, steamed cinnamon fish, and desserts. I will forgive you. By the way, two plates of nuts and some health-preserving soup It's even better."

The little maid had a dark face, but she still maintained a super high education, she gritted her teeth and replied:
"Slave to help you ask,"

System Dazhuang: ... I may not be human, but you are a real dog.

(End of this chapter)