The Favored Concubine: The Doting Prince

Cui Tao pouted and looked at the bamboo forest in the distance. She felt sorry for the little guy just now, but now she thought it was really ignorant. She had to report to the young lady when she went out, but this time it left and never came back without saying a word.

But then I thought, she might not be able to speak.

In this way, half of the anger was relieved.

"Why did you let it run away?" Yu Liao's voice was very abrupt and his tone was quite dissatisfied, making people feel that he was blaming him.

Who should he blame? Could it be Gu Fanyue? Yu Xiao hurriedly pulled Yu Liao's arm.

"Um, the master's flower garden." Yu Liao reacted quickly.

With just one sentence, he directed the focus of his emotions to the flower garden, and his unreasonable words were entirely because he was a loyal servant.

Speaking of the flower garden, Fan Yue glanced at the accident scene in the distance, looked up at the sky in confusion, and thought that he was a bit hasty. He should ask the little flower spirit for help.

That little guy didn't recognize anyone once he got out of the cage, which was a bit too much.

"I'll go find some flower spirits right now." Yuxiao said with a smile in the direction of Fanyue.

"What's the use? The Crown Princess will still let it go." Yu Liao said with his head lowered. His posture was very humble, but his voice was not small.

Yuxiao's smile froze on her face. She closed her eyes and thought about where to find a piece of good wood. It should be useful soon.

As soon as Yu Liao finished speaking, he felt a chill all around him, which condensed and penetrated into his bones.

Yu Liao swallowed, looked up and saw Yuan Yi looking at him, staring straight ahead with no expression on his face.

He looks like a portrait worshipped in a temple, calm as water, but you are always uneasy and eager to gain something in front of him.

His wild sixth sense told him that he was in danger, so Yu Liao knelt down and said, "I have spoken too much. Please forgive me, Your Majesty." Yu Liao wanted to ask for mercy, but after a moment of hesitation, he felt it was too embarrassing and did not say it out loud.

Fan Yue originally thought that Yu Liao's teasing was nothing excessive, and there was even a sense of familiarity. He instantly thought of Xiao Rou, and it was an equal conversation like that between friends.

But when he knelt, Fan Yue twitched the corner of her mouth helplessly. Fan Yue looked at the young man kneeling there, with his back straight. Although he was kneeling steadily, there was a stubborn expression on his face.

This boy is different from his brother, he is a big danger.

If he appeared at the entrance of a dark alley, people would always think of some tragedy that had occurred in that alley, a good girl who had been murdered or a passerby who had been chopped into pieces.

Such a person must not be kneeling to him. Sure enough, after speaking, Yu Liao raised his head and looked behind him awkwardly.

Fan Yue turned around and saw Yuan Yi's expression seemed like he was examining, or thinking, but also seemed like he was just looking, without any particular emotion. Anyway, Fan Yue thought he was very delicate. She really didn't know what these two brothers were afraid of.

Fan Yue didn't say anything, but just leaned back and fell into Yuan Yi's arms.

Yuan Yi subconsciously reached out to help, and Fan Yue slightly turned sideways and hid her little face in Yuan Yi's arms.

Yuan Yi's expression changed from indifference to some confusion and worry, and finally to some sweet helplessness.

"What's wrong?" Perhaps he was really angry just now, his tone was a little cold when he spoke, and Yuan Yi rubbed Fan Yue's hair again.

"Nothing." Fan Yue said slowly, word by word. The three words were so confusing that Yuan Yi was confused and could only reply in a low voice. "Yeah."

"It seems that we have to find another way to deal with the flower garden issue." Fan Yue looked up at Yuan Yi like a kitten, her pink little face tilted up, her eyes staring at Yuan Yi's jaw lovingly, making Yuan Yi's heart beat wildly. Fan Yue also shook her head slightly left and right, and her hair rubbed through the cloth, making Yuan Yi feel a little itchy.

"Don't let this matter affect your mood. Flowers are not important. You are important." Yuan Yi's voice was a little soft, rustling in Fan Yue's ears.

It was just a simple sentence, but for some reason Fan Yue felt dazed.

It seemed that this was the sentence she had been waiting for.

But no matter how I think about it, this sentence seems too ordinary. What is there to wait for?

Could it be that the real Fan Yue was waiting for this sentence? "They are just flowers, they are not important, you are the most important." Fan Yue repeated it again and shook her head gently, thinking that it should not be possible, the real Fan Yue likes flowers very much, after thinking about it, she still felt strange.

While Fan Yue was thinking, Yuan Yi covered his chest and slowly breathed a sigh of relief. He usually tried to keep his breathing steady, but his little Crown Princess always rushed into his arms with that sweet and sticky fragrance, and every time he did so, his breathing would become rapid and his heartbeat would become disordered.

Ah, her Yue'er wanted to kill him.

Yuan Yi thought about it, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, being tortured to death by the little goblin he found, perhaps, was a good way to die.

"Ah, Miss, the Crown Princess, that, that person is back!" Fan Yue was still lost in thought when she saw Xiaocuitao next to her covering her mouth and jumping high, shouting this sentence, with the finger of her other hand pointing straight to the sky.