happy little emperor

Chapter 43
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what's the situation? ! !
Of course, this is not just the psychological activity of Yan Yu alone. Everyone at the banquet looked like their eyes were almost popping out, staring at Yan Yu, and cooperating with their eternal iceberg. The Prince Regent, who is so picky that he is hopelessly picky, still has time to feel sorry for him? !At once
Yan Yu's small face was stiff, and he didn't know whether it was horror or nervousness in his heart, and he managed to force himself to calm down. In this situation, being caught by Feng Junqian is more unlucky than being dragged down and beaten to death!After all, if it drags on, she can still find a chance to escape, but if she stays by Feng Junqian's side, she has no chance of escaping at all!

Yan Yu swallowed hard, and then he choked his throat and said coquettishly: "Your servant, your name is Yanyan."

Gorgeous?

Can it be more vulgar? !

Feng Junqian hooked his lips: "Oh? Good name."

Everyone: "..."

Yan Yu's eyes widened. This man probably came from the village!

Yan Yu lowered his head shyly: "It's good that the lord likes it. As soon as I saw the beauty of the lord, I was stunned. My legs were weak for a while, so I fell. I ask the lord to forgive me."

There was a gasp from the crowd again, this dead girl really didn't open any pot and carried which pot, you must know that Feng Junqian hates what people say about his appearance the most!

The imaginable disgust and rage didn't happen, Feng Junqian looked at her, and smiled faintly: "Really? This king's appearance really makes you so excited?"

Everyone: "..."

The corner of Yan Yu's mouth twitched violently, wishing he could scold the street: I'm so excited, you big-headed ghost!You smelly and shameless!

Feng Junqian ignored the twitching corners of everyone's lips, and stretched out his hand, apparently to help her up.

Yan Yu gritted his teeth fiercely, and kept on doing nothing. He just got up, and fell back to the ground "delicately". , I can’t stand up for a while.”

I don't believe I can't disgust you to death!
OS in everyone's heart: Don't pretend anymore, we've been disgusted to death!

Feng Junqian did not change his face, and directly hugged her from the ground. Yan Yu was startled, and when he looked up, he saw a smile in the man's eyes. A pair of deep pool-like eyes seemed to hide warmth at this moment. Chunyang: "It doesn't matter, I will hold you in my arms."

Yan Yu: "..."

Everyone: "..."

as long as you are happy.

Feng Junqian just hugged her like this, surrounded by everyone, under the attention of everyone, passed through the crowd, and returned to his seat. The woman who appeared suddenly in his arms was in his arms , seems to have become the most natural and unquestionable person.

Yan Yu leaned in his arms, feeling his firm chest, his pounding heartbeat, and the little face under the veil was inexplicably hot. She didn't know why, but such an embrace made her feel at ease. You know, today all this is just a farce.

Everyone's thoughts turned and turned, and finally they understood that this cold-faced, cold-hearted, extremely picky regent who avoids women actually likes such a weird tune!
"Ding Xiang is indeed a capable person. He can guess what the prince likes. I can't wait to send such a woman to match her heart!" Immediately, some people began to flatter Ding Xiang. In the flattery, I can hear a bit of sincere admiration.

Ding Xiang smiled awkwardly, and raised his hand to touch the cold sweat on his forehead: "Hehe, it's nothing, it's nothing."

But at this time Ding Youlan's complexion became more and more ugly.

(End of this chapter)