Dressed as the villain's favorite girl

Chapter 77
Ji Shangchu rested his chin on one of his spare hands. It had to be said that the boy's brows and eyes were resolute, and his facial contours were clear and tough. According to Ji Shangchu's point of view, he was much better than the fresh meat of the 21st century.

"elder brother?"

"Ok?"

"When are you leaving?"

Song Xuanqing paused, then squeezed her little finger hard, "So heartless? Are you thinking of letting me go now?"

Ji Shangchu's little fingers are sensitive, white and tender like scallions, and the little fingers usually sweat when they are held.

After her little finger was squeezed hard, it turned pink, so cute.

Ji Shangchu snorted softly, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw her little hand, but Song Xuanqing still held her finger.

She had no choice but to explain, "I don't want my brother to leave, I just ask him when he will leave."

Song Xuanqing raised her eyes, looked straight at her four eyes, Ji Shangchu's little heart suddenly thumped violently, after a moment of trance, Ji Shangchu hastily looked away.

It's a sin, she's only five years old, she can't be fooled by male sex.

Song Xuanqing's hand landed on her little chin, scratching it like a cat or dog, and he said, "Probably, soon."

Afterwards, Song Xuanqing continued to lower her head to cut her fingernails, Ji Shangchu's eyes also fell on her own fingers, her little hands were unnaturally red.

"When will my leg be healed?"

"It will take four or five months, it depends on your own recovery."

Song Xuanqing cut her fingernails short, smoothed the edges and corners, and then took ointment and applied it to the mosquito bites on the back of her hands.

"Don't scratch, scratching will leave scars."

……

That night, after Chu Yao heard about the situation in the palace, he rushed back from the palace overnight.

At that time, Jiang Rushuang was still awake.

After seeing Jiang Rushuang, Chu Yao went to the violence room to take a look at Gao Baojin.

"The king has never bothered with you about the beginning of the matter, Gao Baojin, but you have intensified. Who gave you the courage?"

The guards of Prince Sheng's Mansion were not jealous, and after learning about their master's attitude, they did not allow Gao Baojin to act recklessly. Gao Baojin made a fuss, so they found a rope and tied him up directly.

Gao Baojin was tied to a chair at this moment, accepting Chu Yao's condescending questioning.

The lighting in the storm room is dim, and although it is not cold in the midsummer evening, there is always a sense of coolness when the small wind blows in through the cracks in the windows.

Chu Yao stepped forward step by step, "Did you hit Nanyue today?"

Chu Yao held a fishbone fan in his hand, and his hands were warm and cool. He lifted Gao Baojin's face with the surface of the fan, and then the wind of his palm was swift, and the fan slapped Gao Baojin's face.

Blood protruded from the corner of Gao Baojin's mouth, and a wide line immediately appeared on his face.

"Go to the prime minister's mansion and let me know that Miss Gao will stay in the mansion, and I have no choice but to keep Miss Gao in the mansion overnight."

Chu Yao was expressionless, even stinging at Gao Baojin with contemptuous eyes.

Gao Baojin was flustered, frightened, scared, and for a moment there was only panic in her heart. She raised her face and begged hard: "My lord, my daughter just cares about my lord, and my little girl does all this because she loves my lord. My lord, please understand my little girl's painstaking efforts. Jiang Rushuang One thing on the surface, another thing behind, my lord, don't be fooled by her youthful appearance, the little girl is the one who likes the lord the most, and the family is also the one who can make the lord the most established in the court."

(End of this chapter)