Chapter 107 You Idiot
Depend on!
Isn't this going to kill her?What the hell is the person Ouyang Qingming invited?No, no... Chu Yiyue was sweating coldly, how could she be so careless?If this person is also the imperial concubine's person, isn't she doomed?
Chu Yiyue looked down, and the sound of the wind passed by her ears. There was a vast expanse of white light. The morning sun was slowly rising from the east. warm colors.

It turns out...there is a pool below, it's okay, it's okay, it shouldn't die!

With a bang, Chu Yiyue fell into the pool in embarrassment.

"Qingming, the woman you want is in the pool."

The white-clothed man landed steadily, and looked evilly at Ouyang Qingming who was standing in the pavilion stunned. He immediately came back to his senses, and jumped into the pool like a fish.

"Queen...Queen..."

Ouyang Qingming called Chu Yiyue's name while struggling in the water.

Chu Yiyue drank a few sips of water, moved her hands and feet vigorously, and looked back, Ouyang Qingming was almost submerged in the water.

"You idiot! What are you doing here if you can't swim?" Chu Yiyue couldn't help laughing, swam over and dragged Ouyang Qingming to the shore.

With difficulty, he dragged Ouyang Qingming, who was choked by the water, ashore. The two of them were drenched all over. Ouyang Qingming wiped the water off his face, spit a few times, and looked at Chu Yiyue in front of him with some embarrassment.

Chu Yiyue's eyes were full of anger, and Ouyang Qingming lowered his head aggrievedly, "Qingming...is also worried about you..."

Chu Yiyue looked at Ouyang Qingming who was wronged like a child, and tenderness surged in her heart. This Ouyang Qingming was much better-behaved than Ouyang Youche, at least he wouldn't make her scream out of anger.

The water drenched his long hair, and the glistening water droplets dripped from the hair to his face, reflecting the fragile skin, and there was a guilty smile on the moist lips.

Tsk, this prince is really innocent, he is not like a prince at all. Aren't all princes in other countries concentrating on trying to seize power, not like Ouyang Qingming, who spend all day reciting poems and matching each other, so it's not relaxing.

Feeling Chu Yiyue's "burning" gaze, Ouyang Qingming blushed, and his face was like a peach blossom, better than Snow White.

(End of this chapter)

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