"Greetings to Your Highness." Aunt Wang knelt down shyly.

Feng Jiuchuan said coldly: "Get up." ”

"Whoa." Aunt Wang stood up and followed behind him.

"Your Highness drinks tea." Aunt Wang personally made tea and brought it to him, but as soon as she approached, a pungent fragrance came into his nose, and his brows frowned imperceptibly.

Aunt Wang wanted to please her, but looking at the cold face, she was cautious and excessive, and in the end, the two were relatively speechless, and there was a feeling of suffocation and depression in the room.

Feng Jiuchuan put down the teacup, and Aunt Wang immediately added it attentively, "The prince drinks tea." ”

Feng Jiuchuan glanced at her and said lightly: "This is already the fourth cup of tea that this king has drunk." ”

Aunt Wang's hand froze in mid-air, embarrassed, and stood cramped aside.

"Settle it."

Feng Jiuchuan saw that she was uncomfortable, these women were just used to block Youyou's mouth for him. If it weren't for the nightmare of absurdity that fell into the nightmares of the night, how would he set foot in the backyard.

When Aunt Wang heard this, she immediately blushed, lowered her head and followed him into the inner room.

When she stepped forward to undress him, as soon as she approached, Feng Jiuchuan's brows furrowed tightly, and a pungent fragrance came to his face, making his brows furrow.

It was the first time for Aunt Wang to get so close to the prince, her face was crimson, and she was so nervous that her heart was about to jump out.

When her hand touched Feng Jiuchuan's body, he subconsciously waved away. Aunt Wang's body took a few steps back sharply, and she was almost overthrown to the ground.

Aunt Wang looked at the man in front of her in astonishment.

"Your Highness......"

The next moment the man fell limply.

"Shake the light." Feng Jiuchuan said.

A figure appeared silently in the room, and out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the woman who fell to the ground, his eyes calm and unwavering.

"Business as usual."

After Feng Jiuchuan left a sentence, the person left directly.

Shake the light and carried Aunt Wang to the bed, took off her clothes, and did what she had done every day for the past few days, but she was muttering in her heart.

Isn't the prince bad?!

The next day, when Aunt Wang woke up, she only felt soreness all over her body, thinking about yesterday's events, and her mind was blank. When she lifted the quilt and looked, she saw that her body was covered with bruises and purples, and her face suddenly turned crimson, and her face was full of shyness.

When the maids who entered the door to serve saw the appearance of their masters, they were all overjoyed and said joking things.

"The prince is too heavy." Midori said with a smile.

Aunt Wang glared at her coquettishly, "Don't talk nonsense." ”

Xiao Cui followed and said: "The prince likes the master like this, unlike some people who just want to and don't have that opportunity." ”

Aunt Wang thought of Ye Ziqi for the first time, and sneered, her eyes full of contempt.

"The prince did not abandon her, it is still a gift to her, and if you want to go to the prince's bed, you can only wait for the next life." Midori followed.

Hanxiang-in

When night fell, Ye Ziqi sat under the plane tree, his eyes looking at the gate of the courtyard from time to time. Cherry looked at the young lady's anticipatory appearance, and her eyes were full of distress.

The chestnut on the side was full of disdain in his eyes, and when the cherry turned his eyes, he immediately put away his expression.

"Is the prince not coming?" Cherry muttered.

The corners of Chestnut's lips hooked slightly, "Look at this day, it shouldn't come." When I went out today, I heard all the people in the house talking about it. Everyone said that the prince would not come. According to the rules, if you want to come, someone will already come. ”