When raising villain teenagers

Chapter 157 Power over the world (16)

The pianist was stunned.

From childhood to adulthood, considering the environment he lived in, how could any woman talk to him like this?But only in the prime minister's mansion, with his mother backing him and his elder sister loving him, did he have such a gentle temperament.

Although the woman was strong, with raised eyes, she was stunningly beautiful, but her tone was gentle and her voice was cold and sweet.

The tips of his ears were instantly hot.

The young man still maintained his posture of kneeling and surrendering. After a moment of trance, the dark eyes that were originally stagnant pools finally glowed with long-lost brilliance:
"Slave, yes."

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When Yu Fei returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion, it was almost dawn, and seeing that she had finally returned, the people at the door all gathered around her.

The leader is Yun Ting.

I have two big dark circles under my eyes.

Last night, the Prime Minister's Mansion sent a lot of people to look for her, but the momentum should not be too loud. Most likely, no one thought that she could go so far as a woman. In the middle of the night, the Prime Minister suddenly fell ill, so the group of people who had been busy all night were in a hurry. When they rushed back, they didn't find even a single hair of Yu Fei's hair.

Yu Fei didn't know why, so he stood in place with a thin body. When Yun Ting rushed over, he almost didn't stop the car, and the girl reached out and hooked him in time:
"What are you in a hurry?"

The cool cedar wood fragrance on the girl's body lingered on the tip of her nose, even though the fabric was separated, her warmth still spread along his fingertips, Yun Ting sniffed like a big dog for two seconds, and when he came back to his senses, He quickly took a few steps back.

The young man lowered his head and silently glanced at the fingertips that had just rested on the other's shoulder.

Woohoo it's over.

To be chopped off.

But now is clearly not the time to think about that.

That sick and weak prime minister was almost burnt out.

"..."

The room was not very ventilated, and Yu Fei smelled a dull sickness as soon as he entered. The porcelain-white boy was lying quietly on the bed, as quiet as a decoration.

"He guarded you in the middle of the night yesterday, perhaps because the cold wind blew hard, and he couldn't stand it anymore, so he was helped into the house."

Yun Ting stood aside respectfully, his voice was very soft.

And Yu Fei stood there.

The little prime minister looked well-behaved when he closed his eyes, his slender lips were light in color, but others took good care of them, so they were not chapped, they looked soft and tender, and seemed easy to kiss.

The girl's expression was always calm, and she couldn't tell what she was thinking.

moment.

His Royal Highness the princess condescended, his slender body leaned slightly, and the back of his cold hand covered the back of the man's white hand.

It was very cold.

Even though Ji Qingyan is not conscious now, she still instinctively shrinks into the quilt.

The young prime minister said in a low voice, "Liang..."

Yu Fei was cold and ruthless, and with the other hand, he pushed his face back, forcefully not letting him hide: "Who is your mother?"

I think you are a mother-in-law.

Ji Qingyan is pitiful and has no strength now, so he can only bear it obediently: "Hands, your hands are cold."

Yu Fei: "..."

Ok.

For a guy who has covered himself in bed all night, her hands are indeed a little cold.

So she retracted her paws silently, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the medicine placed aside... It was obviously cold, and it had been left there for most of the night, without a single drop of it moving.

Yu Fei: "?"

So the maid who had been serving Ji Qingyan took the initiative to explain: "...The Prime Minister is more self-willed when he is sick. He said that he drank too much medicine on weekdays, but this time he doesn't want to drink it, because he finds it bitter."

"If you find it bitter, serve it with candied fruit." Yu Fei glanced at the quaint room, which was furnished with the same temperament as him, meticulously neat and tidy. "Is it possible that you can't even find a candied fruit in such a huge prime minister's mansion?"

maid:"……"

I am wronged.

You don't know how stubborn the Prime Minister is, let alone coaxing him to drink medicine with candied fruit, even if you put a sword around his neck to force him, he still won't drink if he doesn't want to drink it.

Fortunately, Yu Fei didn't intend to embarrass her, but just waved her claws lightly at her: "Forget it, you go down, the decocted medicine will be delivered, and it will come with two candied fruit."

So the maid bowed and retreated: "Yes, Your Royal Highness."

She was actually quite envious of Yu Fei.

Such a powerful and stunning woman is hardly seen in their southern country. She has an extremely attractive courage, and the pair of phoenix eyes lightly glanced over, and it seemed that there was a bit of cold wind.

the other side.

The sickly and charming prime minister seemed to realize that he could not escape the fate of taking medicine, and his slender, white fingertips moved, and Ji Qingyan hesitated slightly in protest.

"I do not……"

But it didn't work.

Because Yu Fei directly covered his mouth with his hand.

"Seeing that you are quite weak, can you withstand a long journey?" She looked down at her, "Just stay in your prime minister's residence in Qingcheng, and I will leave tomorrow."

"Master Prime Minister, I just let you go, why do you bother to worry about me?"

Just block Ji Qingyan's words.

...But he obviously didn't think so.

Yu Fei's promiscuous reputation for liking beautiful men can't be concealed. Although he has never been in contact with women in the country of women, he has also heard of how wronged the men who marry there are.

He didn't want to be wronged.

I also don't want to see the person I believe give my heart to others.

His mother was a concubine who died in the deep palace and intrigue, so he hated people with wives and concubines in groups.

He longs for the love of a couple for life.

"..."

Ji Qingyan pursed her lips.

The expression is obedient, a bit like a poor cat.

It's still fresh after all.

She doesn't want him anymore.

The prime minister only wore an undershirt, the fabric was thin, the collar was slightly open, the neck line was superior and cold, and the clavicle line was smooth, like a perfect handicraft.

He coughed twice in a low voice.

Then silently turned over and turned his back on others.

Yu Fei: "?"

She poked him: "Prime Minister Ji?"

Ji Qingyan: "..."

Woooooo, she's changed, she's changed, she doesn't call him by his name now.

Sure enough, I am not interested.

"Go away," he said in a low voice, "do you want me to give you a ride?"

It's embarrassing to say this.

Wronged and strange.

Yin and Yang weirdness.

Don't be awkward.

It didn't seem like he was calmly saying that he really wanted to send her away, but a kind of... aggrieved acting like a baby.

He's like saying.

——You just leave, why do you want me to give you a ride?
In other words.

...I won't let you go.

Yu Fei: Thank you, I am so cute.

Three thousand ink hairs are poured out, and the shoulder line of the little prime minister is slightly exposed.

"Ji Qingyan," she couldn't help curling the corners of her lips, her voice was lazy, and couldn't help softening, "Why are you angry with me?"

"I'm not angry with you," Ji Qingyan remained motionless, "If His Highness the Third Princess of Si'er wants to leave, I'm just a little prime minister, how can I keep you?"

"Whether you can stay or not, you will know if you stay for a while?"

The girly red figure was sitting on the edge of the bed, and her slender fingertips gently hooked his hair, "With the prime minister's skin, if you really want to keep me...how can you not keep me?"

　hehe...hehehehe...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)