Pretty Fox: Misunderstood His Royal Highness

Chapter 452 I Really Convinced You 5
　"Who said I won't let you?" Yuan Qingluo asked slowly.

　"Did you let me?" Ye Qiqi raised his eyes and glared at him.

　"What do you think? Did I let you?" Yuan Qingluo's voice was still slow, and he didn't answer the question.

　"You really let me?" Ye Qiqi said with a sad face, very discouraged: "God, you let me lose so badly, what if you don't let me? Wouldn't it be even worse?" He messed up all the Go pieces, and yelled angrily: "I don't play anymore! It's not fun at all!"

　A smile crept up on Yuan Qingluo's face.A smile slowly rippled across his face and eyes.He joked: "Why don't you have any chess skills!"

　Ye Qiqi replied to him: "I'm a little girl, what chess piece do I want?"

　The smile in Yuan Qingluo's eyes became stronger: "Could it be that you blame Confucius for saying: only women and villains are difficult to raise."

　Ye Qiqi asked: "What do you mean?"

　Yuan Qingcheng came over at this time and replied: "The meaning of Confucius' words is that you women are the same as villains, you are unreasonable and the most difficult people to get along with."

　Ye Qiqi asked again: "Who is Confucius?"

　Yuan Qingcheng replied again: "Confucius was a saint in the Spring and Autumn Period."

　Ye Qiqi said, "Oh, so it's a saint." She turned her head and thought for a while, but she didn't quite understand, and then asked again: "Confucius is a saint, is the saint poor? So poor that he can't afford a wife?"

　Yuan Qingcheng scratched his head, stared and asked inexplicably, "Why are you so poor that you can't afford a wife?"

　Ye Qiqi said very smartly: "I guessed that Confucius must be very poor. He has no money to marry a wife, so he must have no children of his own. Doesn't 'little man' refer to small children? So He said, it is difficult to support only girls and villains—because he is poor and cannot afford it. Difficult means that he cannot afford it.”

Yuan Qingluo was holding the teacup, and the sip of tea that he had just swallowed was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he spurted it out all at once.He choked into the trachea endlessly, and suddenly coughed violently, his handsome face was flushed with coughing, and he was incomparably embarrassed-his cloudless, gentle, and elegant Ye Qiqi ruthlessly ruined his nobility and elegance and his fame in this lifetime.

Also losing his composure was Yuan Qingcheng, holding his stomach, laughing so hard that tears burst into tears, he couldn't even stand upright, and simply squatted on the ground, almost rolling to the ground.

　Helian Sichao and Princess Jianping also looked at Ye Qiqi.

　He Lian Sichao couldn't help laughing, but Princess Jianping had an unbelievable expression on her face.

The upper class of Nanyue Kingdom revered Confucianism and Confucius.In the minds of scholars in Nanyue Kingdom, Confucius is revered as the sage of Confucius, the most holy, the most holy teacher, and the teacher of all ages.Ye Qiqi, however, acted so boldly that he was so disrespectful and wantonly slandered Confucius.

　Ye Qiqi blinked, embarrassed: "Am I wrong?"

　Yuan Qingluo finally stopped coughing, took a sip of tea to clear his throat.His slender peach blossom eyes narrowed into a line, and he said with a smile: "Yes, yes, your words are most correct."

Yuan Qingcheng covered her stomach, laughed until she wiped her tears, and shouted, "Ye Qiqi, I really admire you. These can also be fabricated out of thin air."

Ye Qiqi blinked again.

But I dare not ask why again, lest I make too many mistakes.Out of the corner of his eye, he looked towards Helian Sichao.He Lian Sichao sat beside Princess Jianping, Princess Jianping showed a rare smile, raised her head slightly, and said something to He Lian Sichao, He Lian Sichao laughed loudly.

Ye Qiqi's heart "thumped" inexplicably, and a sense of ominousness welled up in his heart.

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(End of this chapter)