Quickly wear the heartthrob: the host was counterattacked again

Chapter 245: Miss Tuanjiao: Sister, I’m Afraid… (91)

As the head of the noble ladies of Da'an Kingdom, Mianmian naturally had to attend.

At the welcoming banquet, Mianmian's seat was just below An Xuchuan and Yu Yuanxue, and below her were the people from the Prime Minister's Mansion and other important ministers.

The five seats opposite were all empty. No one had sat down since Mianmian took her seat. It seemed that they were reserved for envoys from neighboring countries.

Mianmian picked up a grape that still had water droplets on it with her slender jade fingers, put the grape into her mouth while looking at the empty seat opposite her, supporting her chin with one hand, thinking absentmindedly.

"The envoy from Fengyu Kingdom has arrived—"

Following a loud voice from the chief eunuch, the envoys from Fengyu Kingdom gradually entered the venue under the guidance of the palace servants.

Fengyu Kingdom is one of the two major countries that has been on par with Da'an Kingdom in recent years. The relationship between the two countries has always been very close. Whether it is trade or war alliance, the two countries have reached an agreement and formed a good cooperative relationship.

The two countries have maintained a close cooperative relationship for many years, which is why An Xuchuan could not easily refuse the visit of the envoys from Fengyu Kingdom.

The leader of this visit is the most favored and strongest contender for the position of crown prince in Fengyu Kingdom - the third prince.

The person who came had a tall figure and walked steadily. He was wearing a white robe made of unknown material, but it was silky and flowing. Although it was a plain robe, it could not conceal his dignity and temperament at all. He looked like an immortal who had walked out of a painting. People could not help but want to get closer to him and catch a glimpse of his true charm from a close distance.

The face looked like it was carved by the best sculptor in the world, delicate and gorgeous.

His eyes are lazy and casual, but when he looks straight at you, you can feel a strong sense of aggressiveness, as if it can penetrate the human soul.

The half-bitten grape fell on the table, and Mianmian looked at the person who came in a daze.

It really looks like...

These eyes, and the portrait I drew on impulse, are simply...

The same.

While I was distracted, the grapes that fell on the table were picked up by a pair of slender hands.

"Little guy, why are you so distracted while eating, huh?"

The doting and gentle tone, with a slightly tingling ending, made the women present blush, and Mianmian, who was closest to the man, was the first to be affected.

She looked up at the gentle smile on the man's face, then looked down at the man's fingers stained with grape juice, and the blush unknowingly spread from her cheeks to her ears.

"Thank you...thank you."

She took out a handkerchief she carried with her and wiped the man's hands. Mianmian stuttered a little and said thank you incoherently.

Taking the handkerchief that the little girl used to wipe her hands, the man seemed to be unable to see the shock in Mianmian's eyes. He stretched out his other clean hand as if nothing had happened and touched the top of the little girl's furry hair. A voice with a doting smile came,

"You're welcome. The little guy is so cute, it's my duty to take care of you."

Then, he withdrew his hand and sat down in the empty seat opposite as if nothing had happened...right opposite Mianmian.

Seeing the man casually lowering his head, supporting his chin with his hand, and looking at her with interest, Mianmian couldn't help feeling a little shy. More importantly, -

Mianmian glared at the man opposite her.

The good boy just wanted to help you wipe your hands, and he didn't even want to give you his most precious handkerchief! This man actually robbed it openly!! He took advantage of the fact that the good boy was not on guard against him and shamelessly took the handkerchief away!!!

Mianmian looked at the pink handkerchief held in the man's palm and felt very resentful.

That was embroidered by Guaizi for Sister Li...

As a person who can make all kinds of exquisite things but whose craftsmanship is extremely poor, it is really not easy for me to embroider a decent piece of "Treading Snow".

When the handkerchief was embroidered and given to Sister Li, Sister Li was very happy. She took control of the little girl's body and fondly stroked every stitch on the handkerchief with an infatuated look...

Mianmian stared at the third prince opposite her, a little dazed.

The third prince, who had been looking down at the handkerchief, happened to raise his head as if he had sensed something, and the two looked at each other.

What came into view was a smile that was so familiar to Mianmian that it seemed as if she had imagined it a thousand times in her mind.

In a flash, the little girl seemed to be enlightened and looked at the person opposite her with wide eyes.

——Little guy.

The man uttered these three words silently.

The man started flirting as soon as they met just now, and it came so suddenly that Mianmian was caught off guard.

If you are so busy blushing out of shyness, how can you have the chance to discover the familiar name from a man's mouth?

Apart from Li, there is no one else in this world who would call her little one...

Looking at the little girl opposite him, she pursed her lips in disbelief, then looked up at herself, then lowered her head with only a whorl of hair showing, and looked at the plates of delicious food on her table, wondering what she was thinking.

A grand welcoming banquet ended with the ministers of the two countries toasting each other and complimenting each other.

That night, Mianmian was tired after a long day. After taking a shower, she dismissed all the servants and walked towards the bed while playing with her freshly wrung hair.

Suddenly, there was a noise near the window, and Mianmian looked towards the window.

A tall black shadow appeared through the window that Tinglan had just carefully closed. He bent down as if he wanted to come in but was afraid of disturbing the beauty. He was obviously a strong and tall figure, but he inexplicably revealed a feeling of pity.

Mianmian pursed her lips, prepared to ignore the strangeness at the window, and walked straight to the bed.

But the person outside the window seemed to have X-ray vision. When Mianmian passed by the window, he would knock on the window eaves with his fingers. If there was no response, the regular knocking sound would continue.

Seeing that the maid who was guarding outside was about to be alarmed, Mianmian had no choice but to walk to the window.

"Squeak-"

The window was slightly opened a crack.

"Well, tell me, what do you want to do by coming to see me in the middle of the night?"

The little girl's helpless voice came.

When Li, who was outside the window, saw the little girl coming, he knew he had a chance, and he stretched his big hand into the narrow gap.

"I miss our dear child. I want to see you soon."

Mian Mian snorted coldly and said angrily,

"I don't know who was the person who was staring at me at the palace banquet tonight. I never thought that my first encounter with the legendary gentleman on the beam would be in the heavily guarded imperial palace."

Li outside the window was not annoyed by the little girl's sarcastic voice, and said cheekily,

"There's nothing we can do. The little guy said that Sister Li is omnipotent. It's just that it's easy to escape from the guards of this imperial army."

Wow, you really are out of breath when I say you are fat.

Mianmian raised her eyebrows, obviously dissatisfied with the man's unashamed and proud look.

I patted the man's hand that was reaching into the window.

"Tsk! Shame on you! You are not my sister Li."

There was a slight tingling sensation in my hands, not painful, but the dense tingling sensation gradually spread from my fingertips to my arms, my whole body, and even my heart.

Li covered his heart, which was beating a little too fast, lowered his voice, and gently coaxed the angry girl.

"Why isn't she your sister Li? Look at me, dear boy. Is it that the tone of her voice doesn't look like her? Or does she look different?"

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