Mengfei Qiqi

Chapter 122 This person belongs to me 9
"Wait." Mo Hanqing called her in a cool voice.

"What orders does Your Highness have?" Ye Qiqi raised his head, looked at his handsome face, and asked with doubts in his eyes.

"It's summer now, and the night is hot and boring." Mo Hanqing walked towards the bed gracefully, and said in a soft voice, "Go get a fan and fan me for this king."

"Ah? Do you want to fan??" Ye Qiqi blinked, and muttered unhappily: "It doesn't sound like a guard does it."

"Slap me once, and I'll give you a tael of silver." Mo Hanqing walked to the side of the bed, sat down slowly, then supported her head with one hand, and lay down on a recline.

"Okay, Your Highness, wait a moment!!" Ye Qiqiyi heard that she could earn extra money, her eyes lit up immediately, she responded cheerfully to Mo Hanqing, and then hurriedly turned and walked out: "I Go find a fan."

Mo Hanqing was reclining on the bed, her eyes slightly narrowed like black jade, watching Ye Qiqi turn around and leave the room, a faint smile could not help but appear on the corners of her lips, "Heh..."

I've gotten a lot older, but my IQ doesn't seem to have grown much...

He closed his eyes as he thought about it, thinking in his heart how he should get rid of her.

After waiting for a while, there was a "squeak" pushing the door.

Mo Hanqing leaned against the pillow with her eyes closed, quietly waiting for her to come over.

Ye Qiqi took a broken cattail fan that he didn't know where to find, and ran to Mo Hanqing's side, seeing that he had closed his eyes, he hesitated and called softly: " Your Highness??"

"Hmm..." Mo Hanqing responded lightly, but did not open her eyes.

"Ahem...then what, I found the fan, shall I fan you now?" Ye Qiqi stood on the edge of the bed and asked seriously.

"Hmm..." Mo Hanqing responded in a low voice.

okay! !
Ye Qiqi hurriedly stood beside the bed, took up the round broken cattail fan with his left hand, and slapped Mo Hanqing vigorously.

Mo Hanqing was lying soundly on the bed, but suddenly a fan blew up, blowing his long hair scattered on the jade pillow in an instant.

And in that violent strong wind, there was an unpleasant smell of smoke.

"Cough cough...cough cough..." Mo Hanqing was choked by the smell of smoke and coughed out. He opened his eyes suddenly, and looked at the man standing beside the bed holding a broken fan and fanning vigorously. The windy Ye Qiqi instantly raised her hand to clasp her wrist which was fanning the wind.

Ye Qiqi was stunned, looking at his tightly grasped hands, his eyes were full of doubts and said: "Your Highness??"

Mo Hanqing's eyes swept across her face, and then looked at the fan.

It seemed to be a round cattail fan made of bamboo and rattan. The fan looked very big, but the corners were damaged, the fan was covered with dust, and there were some black marks of unknown origin.

She just uses this broken fan to fan herself? ? ?

Mo Hanqing felt that the anger that he had managed to calm down just now burst into flames again.

"Where did you find this broken fan?" He stared at Ye Qiqi, his voice revealing a trace of heart-piercing chill, he asked word by word.

"Uh...the firewood room..."

(End of this chapter)