The fast-traveling male god always wants to poison me to death

Chapter 28 Prince, do you want to develop? (25)
Because of Wen Yu's concession, Shen Yueyao won the first place in this lantern riddle competition, and the boss handed Shen Yueyao the unique lantern.

She took the lantern with a smile, turned to look at Wen Yu and said, "Thank you, my lord, for giving me the lantern, I like it very much."

Xian Si probably also understood that the other party was provoking her, and she probably also saw that she liked the lamp, but Wen Yu gave in.She got the lamp to show off to herself, but who is Xiansi, at least she is someone from the 21st century, Shen Yueyao's methods are not enough to anger her.

It's just that Shen Yueyao, a little white flower, still can't underestimate the enemy. After all, she is different from other women in the capital.

"Miss Shen really deserves this lamp. It's not a gift from me. You don't need to thank me." Wen Yu's tone did not contain a trace of turmoil. Whatever should be done, not to mention that Xiansi is still here, he can't let Xiansi Feeling unhappy.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Shen Yueyao's face, but she still smiled and said to Wen Yu, "Today is the lantern festival. Can Your Highness go to the lantern festival with me?"

"No, I promised to accompany Xiansi to come out today. Xiansi is afraid of strangers, and she will be afraid if there are too many people."

Wen Yu didn't stay longer, but pulled Xian Si, who was still in a daze, and left here, leaving only Shen Yueyao and her accompanying maid in place.Now that Shen Yueyao saw the lamp in her hand, how could she like it?She threw the lamp in her hand to the ground as if venting, and stepped on it a few times feeling confused, as if she was stepping on Xiansi.

"Miss..." The servant girl also saw that her young lady was not happy at this time, but she didn't dare to say anything, so she could only call out timidly.

Shen Yueyao didn't seem to hear it, she just kept looking at the direction Wen Yu and Xian Si were going away, she didn't even realize that her nails were stuck in her flesh, she actually looked a little bit colder than the cold winter.

She angrily spat out two words, "Xian Si!"

"Miss, it's time to go back. The prince has already left. It's cold, so let's go back home earlier."

How can Shen Yueyao have the mood to go shopping at this time, I really didn't expect this Wen Yu to be like this, this damn Wen Yu, to be so defiant.It's really hateful for such a beautiful woman like myself not to be tempted, but to greet that little girl instead.

Wen Yu, if I can't let you bow down under this lady's pomegranate skirt, I, Shen Yueyao, swear not to be human!
And that damned Xiansi, when I enter the palace, I must sell her and sell her to the building, it's really hateful.When you get back, you can discuss it with your father and see how long you can be arrogant!

Shen Yueyao indeed has such abilities, who in the capital does not know that she is the eldest lady of the prime minister's family, what things does she want, and what things will she not get?So what if Wen Yu is the prince, if he wants to seize the throne, he still has to rely on his own father.

As long as there is a relationship of this level, it depends on whether you, Wen Yu, come to ask yourself.

Thinking of this, Shen Yueyao's mood is already mostly improved, after all, the future is long.Wen Yu, you are the person that this lady likes, so I will take you down no matter what.

As for that Xiansi, she is just a 15-year-old girl. She is eighteen years old and a well-known beauty in the capital.People who came to say goodbye would break down the door of the prime minister's mansion, this kind of thinking is nothing to be afraid of.As long as Wen Yu is taken down, she will be a maid at that time, so she can sell her as she wants, and she can sell her as she wants.

It doesn't matter, Wen Yu, we will have a long life in Japan.

　The short idol fanfiction that this story was originally written for Luo Yunxi was too short, and it was written in three years.So much so that the plot in the middle is all made up by me now.Please excuse me if this is poorly written, as this is all my improvisation.

　　
　
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