Chapter 198: Reverse Scales

When the old bustard heard this, his face suddenly changed in fright, "The people of Prince Mu in the palace? Again, she confirmed.

Liu Yiyi sneered in her heart, but she pretended to take a serious look at the room on her face, and said in a low voice: "I'm afraid, if I offend, my mother and my little life will be put into it." ”

The old bustard's heart trembled, and the cold sweat on his palms rushed out. She licked her smiling face and came to Liu Yiyi's side, and said, "Yiyi, you see that I treat you well on weekdays, this matter..."

She rubbed her palms against each other and glanced at the house, "You can tell the good student inside for my mother and me, isn't this a big flood that washed away the Dragon King Temple family and didn't recognize the family!" ”

Liu Yiyi put her shoulder on her shoulder and smiled softly: "Mom, don't worry, Yiyi will definitely have a lot of kind words in front of the prince." As for the girl, her mother should know what to do. ”

The old bustard nodded hurriedly, and said hurriedly: "I'll leave this to you for the time being, I'll hurry up and find the girl." ”

With that, she turned around and hurriedly ran downstairs. If those brainless goods don't know the weight of their hands, her head will fall on the waistband of her pants!

Liu Yiyi watched the old bustard's back disappear from sight, and the smile on her face gradually faded. She stared at her slender fingers with a pair of cold eyes, hooked the corners of her mouth, turned around and twisted her graceful figure and walked in.

Yuwang Zhao Wei leisurely and comfortably occupied her beauty couch, and the books in her hands kept flipping through, but these eyes were staring at her and couldn't be pulled out.

"Lord Wang, is this book beautiful?" Liu Yiyi asked knowingly and laughed.

Zhao Wei said in a smooth tone: "No matter how good-looking you are, you are not as good-looking." ”

Liu Yiyi twisted her waist and sat beside him, her soft and boneless body falling on top of him. As soon as he hugged his big hand, the fragrant jade body fell into his arms.

"The slave family just said, this book is upside down, what's so good?" Liu Yiyi looked up at Zhao Wei with charming and affectionate eyes, and stretched out her fingers painted with Kodan to draw circles on his chest.

Zhao Wei felt a crispy numbness in his chest, his heart itched, and his lower abdomen couldn't help but tighten. This little lady doesn't know what magic Di has, and she can catch his most sensitive point every time.

As soon as he let go of his hand, the book fell to the ground with a clicking sound. He grabbed her wrist with one hand, rolled over, and pressed her under him domineeringly.

He was so close to her that she could almost feel the temperature of each other's entangled breaths, and the cynical smirk in those eyes, which seemed to have gathered the stars of the nine heavens, bent into the arc of a crescent moon.

"This king fascinates you like this?" Zhao Wei looked at Liu Yiyi's gradually confused eyes and said jokingly.

Liu Yiyi's eyes instantly became clear, and it seemed that there was a storm condensing inside. She grabbed Zhao Wei's wrist with her backhand dexterously, Zhao Wei felt a sudden pain, and subconsciously let go.

She got this space, and one rolled over and slipped out of his arms, and stood firmly on the ground.

Zhao Wei's expression was stunned for a moment, and then he unconsciously smiled. He leaned on the couch with his head on his hands, and looked at her with more appreciation in his eyes.

Liu Yiyi stood with her back to him, gasping slightly, and a lock of green silk broke free from her bun and put it on her shoulder at will. The red dress slid down from the shoulders like water, revealing the white and delicate fragrant shoulders, which looked particularly attractive.

She sorted out her emotions for a while, and then turned around with a coquettish smile and looked at Zhao Wei with a faint gaze. "This trick that the prince handed over to the slave family is really useful!"

Zhao Wei didn't feel embarrassed, but had a sense of pride on his face. "You are smart, so easy to use this trick flexibly, even this king accidentally fell for your trick."

Liu Yiyi covered her mouth and chuckled, "The prince just deliberately let the slave family, if it is true, I am afraid that a few slave families will not be able to fight the prince!" ”

Zhao Wei turned over and walked to her side, pinched her chin with his fingers and lifted it, and his fingertips gently stroked her delicate lips as if they had been coated with honey. "Your appearance like this really makes this king a little reluctant."

Liu Yiyi naturally understood what he was talking about, and after a month, the two of them were people who had nothing to do with each other. All the Jingshi already knew that it was Zhao Yu, the famous Mu Wang, who had been holding her Liu Yiyi for a whole month, not this straw bag Zhao Wei.

"The prince is reluctant to be a slave, but he can be willing to give up Princess Yu of King Yu's palace?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Wei's expression changed immediately, and his fingers quickly detached from her skin. "You talk a little too much today, don't give you a few colors, you don't know how thick the sky is." He rebuked coldly.

Liu Yiyi's heart was cold, and the smile on her face was even stronger. Men in this world are average, tender and sweet to you when they need you, and they can't wait to sweeten you to the bones. Once you offend his scales, you can be sent to Hell in an instant.

And the Yuwang Zhao Wei in front of him, his reverse scale is Princess Nayu. Although he and his brother Zhao Yu, King Mu, are both romantic, there is only one princess Yu in his palace. Everyone knows in the streets and alleys that this Princess Yu is the person on the tip of King Yu's heart.

All she did was to see how dedicated he was.

"It's the slave family who has lost his word, so the prince should quickly send a message to Prince Mu. There was an accident in the palace, and someone asked Prince Mu to go quickly. She smiled nonchalantly, as if she didn't care in her heart.

Zhao Wei's face froze, something happened in the palace? Although he is in this Spring Festival Building, it is not that the news is closed. He also knows a little about the rumors in this palace, and the recent major events in the palace are just Concubine Gao De's demotion and grounding and Ying Jieyu's fake pregnancy into the cold palace.

There was a little more inquiry in his eyes, which one was the one who had an inexplicable relationship with the starling?

Liu Yiyi looked at his expression, and didn't know that his mental activities would be so rich at the moment. She turned her head to look at the sun and sneered: "Look at this hour, the prince should also go back to feed Princess Yu with medicine, and the slave family will not stay much, please please!" ”

She flicked her hand to the window, then turned away from him.

Zhao Wei couldn't figure out her thoughts, and was silent for a while, before he said: "You don't have to lose your temper with this king, see your identity clearly." ”

Liu Yiyi chuckled, as if she had heard some terrible joke. She hooked the corners of her mouth, "Lord Wang, the slave family knows this identity best." The prince is not the first guest of the slave family, and the slave family is very measured. ”

Zhao Wei's eyes were cold, it was really not the first time for her to be the first night, which made him feel a little unhappy inexplicably. He gave her a cold look, walked quickly to the window, and jumped out of it.

Liu Yiyi saw his figure disappear, ran to the window quickly, and saw him fall lightly to the ground, and said with some sadness on his mouth: "How good it would be if you fell to death like this!" ”

Zhao Wei turned around and glanced in her direction for some reason, and happened to be staring at her. Her delicate body trembled, she looked away, and quickly raised her hand to close the window as if she was going to close it.

She looked at the closed window, and the sound of her heart beating was very clear in the silence.

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