The soft and tender princess is loved by everyone and the love-brains just want to get on top

Fu Yue was looking at her back. She looked so frail, and her waist was even thinner than hers.

Fu Yue quickly followed her, looked at the princess sleeping in her arms, and then pretended to look at Song Shiyan unintentionally.

Why did she feel that she and her own princess seemed to be a good match? Two charming beauties, very pleasing to the eyes.

Fu Yue thought randomly.

"Where does the princess live?" Song Shiyan stopped and asked in a low voice.

Fu Yue came back to her senses.

"The princess' room is here, follow me." Fu Yue shook off the messy thoughts in her mind and walked quickly in front of him to lead the way.

The princess's mansion was very spacious, and Yan Jiaojiao's room was some distance away from the entrance.

I walked through pavilions, courtyards, and terraces and finally arrived at the door of her room.

"This is the princess' room." Fu Yue said as she pushed open the door.

Normally, one needs the princess' permission to enter the princess' room, but now the princess is asleep, and the dancer is also a woman, so there shouldn't be any problem, Fu Yue thought to herself.

Song Shiyan stepped inside.

As soon as I entered the attic, a strong fragrance lingered in my nose. It was probably the scent of agarwood, but it actually had a lingering sweet fragrance.

The floor was covered with a soft, thick, dense-pile carpet, which fell silently to the ground.

The pear blossom couch is carved with flowers and wrapped in gold. On the outside, there is a thick layer of snow-white gauze that hangs down quietly. Below it are gold tassels, and on the inside there is another layer of gauze. One can tell at a glance that a lot of thought was put into it.

Song Shiyan took a quick glance at the furnishings in the room.

There are colored glaze lanterns, a square table carved from nanmu wood, a porcelain incense burner carved in the shape of flowers, a purple bamboo screen, and a yellow pear wood dressing table.

Most of the furnishings are those used in a girl's boudoir and are extremely luxurious.

The little princess is indeed pampered.

Song Shiyan sneered.

Fu Yue pulled open the curtains of the bed and hooked them to make it easier to put the person on the bed.

Song Shiyan put her on the bed, and as soon as he put her down, Yan Jiaojiao opened her eyes.

Eyes facing each other.

The air was silent for a second.

Yan Jiaojiao had just woken up and her consciousness was still a little fuzzy.

For a moment I couldn't tell where this was.

"Back to the princess's mansion?" she asked.

She had just woken up, and her voice was soft and somewhat coquettish.

Song Shiyan hummed lightly and withdrew his hand.

"Princess, shall I get you some hot water for washing?" Fu Yue asked softly.

"Well, let's go."

Fu Yue was about to leave when she suddenly remembered that she didn’t know where Song Shiyan lived.

"Then this lady...where did the princess arrange for her to live?" Fu Yue asked tentatively.

She could ask someone to clean up the room because it was already quite late.

"Just live in the yard next door." Yan Jiaojiao said after thinking for a while.

It would be better to arrange for them to be closer so that she can secretly go and see what he looks like after he returns to his original appearance.

She didn't know whether it would be similar to what it is now, or very different. She was already a little curious.

"Okay, then I'll have someone clean it up."

After Fu Yue left, only Yan Jiaojiao and Song Shiyan were left.

"Congratulations to the host, your favorability has increased by 10%. Your current favorability is 30%."

Yan Jiaojiao was a little surprised when she heard the sound of the favorability value increasing.

She just took a nap, so why did her favorability level increase when she woke up? Did something happen while she was sleeping?

"Host, you slept all the way back leaning on Song Shiyan. The carriage was unstable in the middle, and he was afraid that you would bump into something, so he held you in his arms. When you got off the carriage just now, he personally carried you down and carried you all the way back to the room. He is such a manly man."

Cha Cha briefly explained what had just happened, and did not forget to praise him at the end.

Yan Jiaojiao curled the corners of her mouth, stood up and leaned against the bed.

She reached out and hooked Song Shiyan's fingers, and felt him stiffen for a moment. She asked knowingly, "You were the one who carried me back just now?"

Her eyes were smiling and she seemed to be in a good mood.

Probably because I slept all the way.

Song Shiyan glanced at her with a half-smile and asked, "What do you think, Princess?"

"I think it's you." Yan Jiaojiao looked at him and said.

"If the princess thinks so, then it is." Song Shiyan neither admitted nor denied, but replied ambiguously.

"Does my waist feel good to touch? Hmm?" Yan Jiaojiao pulled him closer and teased him skillfully.

Song Shiyan met her eyes, was silent for a while, then chuckled, with a smile gently on his lips.

He was already good-looking, and he looked even more alluring when he stood up.

Song Shiyan curved his lips and said seriously, "The princess' waist is very soft and thin."

The words were all meant to be praise, but Yan Jiaojiao was a little dissatisfied.

"I'm asking you, not my waist. Of course I know it's soft." Yan Jiaojiao complained angrily.

"Yeah." Song Shiyan could see that she just wanted him to answer, so he let her do as she wished.

Yan Jiaojiao was finally satisfied and let him go.

"Fu Yue will take you there later. You can tell her if you need anything." Yan Jiaojiao glanced at him and said.

"Okay." Song Shiyan responded, being frugal with his words.

You are pretending to be cool now, but why weren’t you like that when you hugged her just now?

"Host, if he doesn't hug you, there won't be this kind of favorability. This is the so-called sense of contrast." Cha Cha said in a very depressing tone.

Yan Jiaojiao: “…”

She really couldn't understand some of the strange words her system spit out.

Fu Yue came in with hot water, followed by a maid.

"Princess, the hot water is here. Let me help you wash up." Fu Yue put the water behind the screen and came over to say.

"Well, take her to the room."

"Okay." Fu Yue responded, and turned to the maid behind her and said, "Yuexiang, take this girl to the cleaned room, and you will be responsible for serving this girl from now on.

The girl named Yuexiang took the order and walked out with Song Shiyan.

Fu Yue wet the towel and wiped the makeup off her face. The warm breath on her face felt quite comfortable.

After washing up, Yan Jiaojiao leaned back on the bed.

Listening to the picture book that was not finished yesterday.

"Host, Song Shiyan's message has arrived."

"Tell me about it."

Cha Cha began to talk slowly: "The second mission target unlocked by the host is named Song Shiyan, the second prince of Xilin. He has a seductive appearance and is extremely good at disguising himself and bewitching people. He is an out-and-out male vixen, but in fact he is cruel and ruthless, with a cold personality."

"No more?" Yan Jiaojiao asked.

"Gone."

"What is he doing here? And he's dressed as a woman."

"I forgot to mention that Xilin is fighting for the throne. This is his plan. It may be to avoid being recognized. Hehe, this time it's really gone."

Yan Jiaojiao: “…”