deadly mantra

Chapter 1017 Is it a burden or a burden?

Upon hearing this, Pan Fei and others' expressions became even darker.

They were from prominent backgrounds and had noble status. How had they ever heard others commenting on them in such harsh words?

Sikong Qing also looked very unhappy and said coldly:

"Why is Miss Ji so aggressive?"

Ji Fanyin then looked at him with a faint smile in her eyes:
"Are you also a personal guard of Prince Xuan?"

"no!"

"Then who are you?"

"My name is Sikongqing."

"It turns out he is the young master of the Sikong family. I am disrespectful~"

Through the curtains and gauze, the two looked at each other.

An indifference tinged with sullenness.

There was amusement in a warm smile.

Sikong Qing's thin lips parted slightly: "Miss Ji, if you have something to say, you might as well say it directly, why bother to blame them in a roundabout way."

Ji Fanyin frowned and looked at Zhonglimeng:
"Do we blame you?"

Although Zhong Limeng and Pan Fei were hurt by what they just said, they still shook their heads and said:
"No."

"Furthermore, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has repeatedly told us that when we see you, we must treat you with respect and respect." Zhong Limeng said.

Ji Fanyin was stunned for a moment, then sneered and shook his head:

"This idiot. He is still as naive as before. He naively thought that you would respect me as much as you respect him."

Zhongli Mengke replied politely: "Even if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince doesn't tell you, we will still respect you, Miss Ji."

"Oh? Really? How much respect do you have?" Ji Fanyin smiled playfully: "Do you respect me with the same treatment as you do with the General's Mansion?"

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A chill ran down the four people's spines, and they were unable to utter a single word.

As expected, she knew about their close contacts with the General's Mansion.

Their expressions became extremely wonderful at this moment.

Ji Fanyin's eyes passed over their faces, suddenly looked behind them, and said:

"I have told you long ago that the heirs of aristocratic families, even if they kneel on the ground, their waists are straight. They are loyal to the lintel of the family and loyal to their inner selves, but they will never be loyal to you. Do you think about it again? Let me Can I select a new bodyguard for you?"

Pan Fei and others stiffened their backs and turned their heads to look.

A familiar figure walked over.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

"Your Highness!"

The faces of Zhong Limeng and the three others were as pale as snow, and they knelt on the ground in fear.

Qing Yuxuan was full of nobility and aura, and when he passed by the people kneeling on the ground with an indifferent expression, he glanced sideways at Sikong Qing, who was saluting, and the displeasure flashed in his eyes.

He is here anyway.

Qing Yuxuan took off his cloak, shook off the falling snow, bent down and took off his boots, stepped on the warm wooden floor, and came to Ji Fanyin's side:

"The Nine Emperor Cake made by the imperial chef will be brought here for you to try."

As soon as the sound fell, he saw the exquisite snacks placed on the coffee table. His eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't say anything and just put the food box on the side of the table.

Ji Fanyin stared at the food box, patted the table with her little hand, and motioned for him to put it out:

"The three-layer food box won't all be Nine Emperor Cake, right?"

The corners of Qing Yuxuan's lips raised slightly, and he opened it slowly:

"No. There are also some sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, cheese cakes, and Bazhen cakes... I was afraid that you would hold on, so I asked them to make a plate of hawthorn cakes."

Ji Fanyin touched her belly and said with emotion:

"You came at the right time. I was full just now. I just have some hawthorn cake to help me digest."

The hawthorn cake is soft in the mouth and has just the right acidity.

Ji Fanyin took a taste, nodded with satisfaction, and stuffed the remaining half piece into his mouth.Qing Yuxuan reached out and touched the tea cup.

The tea is a little cold.

He picked it up, stood up and walked to the corridor, poured the water, sat down next to her, picked up the teapot, poured a cup of hot tea with white smoke, and put it in her hand.

Ji Fanyin picked it up, took two sips, put it down again, raised her eyebrows at him and smiled.

Of the two of them, one acted skillfully and the other took it for granted.

Sikong Qing's face changed slightly.

The relationship between the Crown Prince and Ji Fanyin is so close?
Zhong Limeng and others lowered their heads and knelt in the snow.

Therefore, I didn’t see the familiar little moves between the two of them.

The royal family has many taboos.

The first absolute prohibition is that the Royal Guards are prohibited from having private meetings with North Korean and Chinese officials or making cronies.

Fifteen years ago, Feng Ying, the eldest daughter of the Feng family, was Her Royal Highness the Queen's most trusted captain of the personal guard.

Just because she met with a minister of the court in the middle of the night, the queen issued an imperial edict the next day.

The entire Feng family was slaughtered.

Pan Fei once told this old story to Zhong Limeng and others.

But at that time, none of them took it seriously.

I still communicated with the General's Mansion several times in private.

They thought they were careful enough every time they met so that outsiders would never know.

Coupled with their respective identities, if they can have a good relationship with the General's Mansion, it will be of great benefit to their families.

But now, their invitation to the General's Mansion was hinted by Ji Fanyin, and was heard by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

His Highness, however, did not show the slightest bit of surprise.

Obviously he knew it too.

Thinking of this, the three people's hearts were all in their throats, and they didn't dare to take a breath. The more they thought about it, the more frightened they became, and the more frightened they became, the more they couldn't help but think about the details.

Even His Royal Highness the Crown Prince knows about it. Have the Prince Regent and Their Royal Highness the Queen also known about it a long time ago? !

The three of them were shocked and frightened, the color drained from their faces, and they knelt in the snow and shivered.

At this moment, they were really scared.

If they make a mistake, they die.

But, if the family is implicated...

Qing Yuxuan saw their bodies trembling, and the smile in his heart became a little colder, but he didn't show it on his face. He looked at Ji Fanyin and deliberately ignored them:
"Where's Brother Qingchen?"

Ji Fanyin had a slight smile in her eyes, applauding his approach very much:

"Chenchen is making health soup in the kitchen~"

"Health soup?" Qing Yuxuan was stunned for a moment, stared at her belly, and asked, "Can you still eat it?"

"I can't eat it, but..." Ji Fanyin raised his head and sighed: "Oh~ this damn sweet burden~~"

As soon as he finished speaking, a tall figure walked over from the corridor.

It is water that clears dust.

He was holding a tray in his hand, walking steadily and vigorously, with a slight smile on his face:

"I've made you feel burdened by eating well?"

Hearing the sound, Sikongqing looked up subconsciously. His eyes lit up as he was amazed by the aura and appearance of the person who came, and felt familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.

The next moment, Sikong Qing noticed carefully that Qing Yuxuan, who was sitting next to Ji Fanyin, stood up and moved to the opposite side.

The later young master naturally sat next to Ji Fanyin.

Sikong Qing was stunned for a moment.

The corners of that young man's mouth seemed... broken.

Qing Yuxuan also noticed it, his expression darkened, and he looked at Ji Fanyin.

The corners of her mouth were also broken.

"Burden?!" Ji Fanyin said with a smile: "Chenchen, you must have heard wrong because you were standing far away just now. The burden I said is not a burden."

There was a smile on Shui Qingchen's lips: "Burden?"

"Yes." Ji Fanyin hugged his arm and smiled brightly: "Hey! I must have accumulated so many blessings in my previous life, and I am lucky enough to bear the love of Qi Chenchen in this life!"

(End of this chapter)