The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Chapter 443 How dare I covet him?
Ruthless Palace

After nearly ten thousand years, Miao Yuan finally returned to her familiar bedroom. She was extremely happy.

"Cao Fu, do you have any of the soft cotton scent I like? Please light it for me."

"Yes, yes. I'll go order some right away."

"Cangyan, do I have any fresh spiritual tea left in my palace? Make me a pot."

"Yes, I picked it yesterday. I'll make it for you right away, Your Highness."

After Miao Yuan finished speaking, she rolled around happily on the bed in the inner chamber. Great, this familiar feeling is back again, her chamber, her bed, her soft cotton fragrance, her fresh tea, finally, finally I can use it again.

When Yan Yun walked in, he saw her lying on the bed in the beautiful dress she brought back. If her father saw this, he would probably be heartbroken.

"Ahem..." Yan Yun walked in and coughed twice on purpose to let her notice him. Otherwise, she wouldn't have noticed him even if she had stood there for the entire incense stick.

When Miao Yuan heard the cough, she immediately sat up and turned to look. "Sister Yan Yun?"

Why is she here so late?

Miao Yuan got off the bed, "Why are you here? Is there something wrong?"

With Sister Yan Yun's personality, she would never come to the temple unless there was something important.

Yan Yun walked over and said, "Nothing, I just came to see you."

"Hmm?" This made Miao Yuan curious. This was not like Sister Yan Yun's character. If she had come to see her when she was repeatedly injured and punished in Cangling Mountain, it would have been reasonable. But now that she was back in the ghost hell, on her own territory, she came to see her. There must be something wrong!

Miao Yuan thought to herself as she threw away the bedding and dresses at the end of the bed and patted the cleaned end of the bed. "Sit down, Sister Yan Yun."

"No need." Yan Yun looked around and didn't see Cao Fu and Cang Yan. She frowned, "Where are the ghost servants around you?"

Miao Yuan was stunned. "You...you are looking for them? Just now, they went out just now. I asked them to get something."

As they were talking, Cao Fu came in with a bottle of soft cotton incense. Seeing Yan Yun was also there, Cao Fu bowed and saluted with the soft cotton incense, "Miss Yan Yun——"

Yan Yun nodded, "No need to be polite, just go ahead and do your work."

"Yes," Cao Fu walked away with her body lowered, walked in front of Miao Yuan, and asked in a low voice.

"Shall we light it now, my Lord?"

Miao Yuan nodded, "Yeah, light it now, I'm going to sleep soon."

"Yes," Cao Fu took the soft cotton incense and walked to the soft couch by the window. It was close to the inner room and there was a small square table on it, which was just the right place to light the soft cotton incense.

When the wind blows gently at night, the fragrance of soft cotton can spread all over the hall, which is very pleasant. Moreover, this kind of spice is extremely precious. Lighting it at night can not only refresh the air, but also help sleep and soothe the mind.

When Yan Yun saw Cao Fu coming in, he couldn't help but look towards the outer hall.

Cangyan should be coming in soon.

As he was thinking this, Cang Yan came in holding a nanmu tray. On the intricately carved tray was a pot of steaming fresh tea and two exquisite tea cups.

"Young Prince..." Cangyan walked in and the first person he called was Miao Yuan, and the second person he called was Yan Yun.

"Meet Miss Yan Yun."

Yan Yun raised his eyebrows, but there was a deep chill in the depths of his eyes. "No need to be polite. What's in your pot?"

Cang Yan held the square plate and whispered, "Miss Yan Yun, this is the fresh spiritual tea that the young prince ordered."

Yan Yun sneered, knowing that he was deliberately emphasizing the words "young prince" to remind her to be more careful and not cross the rules.

"Then let me try it."

But she was not the kind of person who followed the rules. Yan Yun strode forward, and before he could react, he picked up the teapot and poured a cup of hot tea into one of the cups.

Cang Yan lowered her head, not daring to stop him, but her lowered eyes showed some displeasure.

Miao Yuan was a little confused by her behavior. She walked over and asked, "Sister Yan Yun, are you thirsty?"

Yan Yun didn't look at her, but stared at Cang Yan who was groveling in front of him, and said, "I'm thirsty, let him feed me."

"What?" Miao Yuan was surprised.

Cang Yan panicked, and the square plate in his hand shook noticeably, causing a few drops of tea to spill out of the cup. The heat was so hot that it seemed to burn into his heart, making him scared.

Cao Fu turned around in disbelief, not even realizing that she had forgotten to put out the fire in her hand. When it burned her hand, she hurriedly dropped it to the ground and stepped on it.

For a moment, everyone felt a little flustered.

Only Yan Yun was calm and collected. He picked up the teacup unhurriedly and handed it to him, frowning and asking, "Didn't you hear me?"

Miao Yuan panicked and quickly reached out to grab the teacup, "Sister Yan Yun, you are thirsty, I will feed you."

Why did she suddenly let Cang Yan feed her? This was too abnormal. She couldn't figure it out. She felt that Sister Yan Yun's behavior was very strange, but she couldn't tell what was strange.

"No need for you." Yan Yun's attitude did not allow for any discussion. He was determined to let Cang Yan feed the baby and would not allow anyone else to interfere.

Miao Yuan grabbed her hands, "Sister Yan Yun, you..."

Why bother her ghost servant?
Cang Yan didn't want to embarrass Miao Yuan, since Miss Yan Yun said so, he naturally had to do it. Even if he was unwilling or hated it, he was powerless.

He held the square tray and bowed his head, "My ghost servant obeys your command."

Miao Yuan was surprised, "Cang Yan?"

Yan Yun looked at him and chuckled, her smile a little cold. She turned her head slightly and looked in the direction of Cao Fu, the meaning of the command was self-evident.

Cao Fu lowered her head and walked over quickly, "Miss Yan Yun..."

Yan Yun put the teacup back on the plate and tilted his head slightly to indicate, "Give her the plate."

Cang Yan didn't dare to refuse, and Cao Fu didn't dare to refuse either. The moment Cang Yan handed over the plate, Cao Fu immediately reached out to take it.

"Sister Yan Yun..." Miao Yuan was confused again, but also felt that this was not a good behavior, so she wanted to step forward to stop her.

But Yan Yun pushed her away with all his strength, his tone unable to conceal his anger, "What, now I can't even command a ghost servant?"

"Your Highness, be careful!" Cao Fu shouted worriedly while holding a square plate.

"Young Prince." Cangyan walked over and stretched out his hand to support him.

"I..." Miao Yuan was pushed aside, and she really didn't understand what she meant by this. Miao Yuan's eyes were somewhat helpless and inexplicable, but Yan Yun's eyes were full of uncontrollable anger.

This damned evil servant was so bold that he actually dared to covet the noble little prince of their ghost clan.

Miao Yuan stopped and smiled apologetically to the person next to her, "I, I'm fine, Cang Yan."

But she didn't know what happened to Sister Yan Yun. Why was she so fierce?
Cangyan was a little angry in her heart. She hated Yan Yun for doing this and also hated her for treating Miao Yuan like this.

But what can he do? He is just a lowly ghost servant. What more can he do or say?

Cangyan walked forward with lowered eyebrows, picked up the hot tea that Yan Yun had just poured on the square plate, and then walked back.

"Ms. Yan Yun..."

"Tea, please."