Quick Wear: Lure the Cold-Hearted Buddhist Back Home

Yun Jue walked to the bedside, sat down, and looked at Fo Youqing puzzledly. Fo Youqing stopped and looked at Yun Jue indifferently.

"What did you say?"

Yun Jue waved his hand, signaling Fo Youqing to come closer. Fo Youqing frowned slightly and slowly approached Yun Jue.

"The old emperor told me to serve the prince well."

Yun Jue whispered into Fo Youqing's ear. Fo Youqing's body stiffened for a moment, then he immediately distanced himself and saw the playful smile on Yun Jue's face.

"Yun Jue, don't challenge my patience!"

Fo Youqing said in a cold voice, looking at Yun Jue with a frown. Yun Jue curled his lips and smiled, looking at Fo Youqing provocatively, but did not reply.

Looking at Yun Jue like this, Fo Youqing felt furious and reached out to clamp the chin of the person in front of him.

Yun Jue felt pain and groaned softly, but this groan seemed to burn Fo Youqing's hand, and he immediately let go of him.

"The Regent is indeed not a man who sympathizes with women."

"This is simply unreasonable!"

Fo Youqing's face was slightly angry, his voice lost its usual indifference, and he just waved his sleeves and left.

Looking at Fo Youqing who left angrily, Yun Jue still had a smile on his face, which was interesting.

Inside the courtyard, Zhu Yue, feeling somewhat worried, looked at the tightly closed door from time to time. She wondered what the prince and princess were talking about, but they probably wouldn't fight.

After a while, she saw Fo Youqing leaving angrily. Zhu Yue widened her eyes. The prince, who usually did not show his emotions, was actually angry at this moment. What did the princess do? Was she beaten by the prince?

Fo Youqing left in such a hurry that he didn't even close the door. Zhu Yue went straight into the outer room and asked cautiously, "Sir, how are you?"

Hearing Zhu Yue's voice, Yun Jue relaxed his expression and said calmly, "Nothing, let someone prepare the meal."

"Yes."

Hearing that Yun Jue's voice was no different from usual, Zhu Yue breathed a sigh of relief and went out to ask someone to prepare a meal.

Zhuyue is a thoughtful person. She is actually worried about me.

Yun Jue thought with relief, I thought she and her prince would share the same hatred for the enemy. Fo Youqing was pissed off by me, Zhu Yue must have seen it.

After the meal, he had the table cleared away and Yun Jue lay comfortably on the small couch in the outer room. This life was so wonderful.

[Host, why didn't you take the initiative to flirt with Fo Youqing this time? ]

System 008 asked curiously, I took great pains to tease you in the last small world.

[I choose to lie down. Chasing men is too tiring.]

Yun Jue said nonchalantly, not even bothering to open his eyelids, and just fell asleep. System 008 was speechless. He didn't believe it. This host must be up to some bad idea again.

A few days passed, and Fo Youqing never came to Yun Jue's yard again. Yun Jue ate and slept every day, and lived a very comfortable life.

Yun Jue also had someone place a recliner in the small pavilion in the yard, and he often lay on it to rest.

"Sir, the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching. The tailor will come to measure you at about 3 p.m."

"understood."

Yun Jue said lazily without even opening his eyes.

Zhu Yue shook her head helplessly. Her young master was really leisurely. The prince hadn't come for several days, but he was not worried at all. That's right. They were married by arrangement and there was no friendship between them. Besides, the situation in the court was so tense.

"Sir, the prince hasn't come for several days, you..."

Yun Jue opened his eyes and looked at Zhu Yue. Zhu Yue stopped talking, feeling a little uneasy.

"It's none of my business whether he comes or not. I'm happy and at ease if he doesn't come."

After saying that, Yun Jue closed his eyes again. Zhu Yue scratched his head. It seemed that the young master really didn't care about the prince at all.

At 3 p.m., the tailor came into the courtyard. Yun Jue was sitting in the outer hall, and Zhu Yue was waiting beside him.

"See Princess."

The tailor saluted, Yun Jue nodded, and stood up. The tailor stepped forward and measured Yun Jue one by one.

"Okay, Princess, I'll take my leave now."

The tailor bowed again and was about to leave, but was stopped by Yun Jue.

"Wait, what about fabric and style?"

"Your Highness, the fabric and style were chosen by the prince."

The tailor said cautiously, glanced at Yun Jue secretly and lowered his head. It seems that the prince and the princess are really incompatible. However, this princess is really beautiful, no worse than a woman.

"I want to choose for myself."

Yun Jue sat down and tapped the armrests of the chair with his fingers. The tailor broke out in a cold sweat. Seeing this, Zhu Yue wanted to say something but didn't.

"This...Princess, I can't make the decision, Your Majesty..."

"I said, I want to choose for myself."

The tailor knelt down with a plop, trembling all over, "Princess, please don't embarrass me."

Yun Jue lowered his eyes slightly, looked at the kneeling tailor, and said, "What? What I said doesn't work? Even if I put aside my identity as a princess, I am still a prince. You are so brave!"

The tailor knelt on the ground, sweat dripping from his forehead and his body shaking uncontrollably.

"No...No, I will ask someone to send the fabric and pattern right away."

"Zhu Yue, you go."

Yun Jue said indifferently, Zhu Yue responded, asked where the tailor was, and then went out. The tailor was still kneeling on the ground, not daring to get up, and Yun Jue had no intention of letting him get up.

After a while, Zhu Yue came with someone, along with a pile of fabrics and design drawings. The man looked at the tailor kneeling on the ground and wiped his sweat.

"See, Princess, these are the latest fabrics, and here are some of the most fashionable styles."

Yun Jue stood up and walked over to check one by one. At this time, another person walked into the hall. Yun Jue raised his eyes to look at him, then lowered his eyebrows again.

"I heard that the princess is not very satisfied with the tailor?"

Fo Youqing glanced coldly at the tailor kneeling on the ground, and his gaze finally fell on Yun Jue.

The tailor breathed a sigh of relief, great, the prince is here.

"I dare not. No one listens to me anyway."

Yun Jue didn't even look at Fo Youqing, but fiddled with the fabric in front of him with his fingers.

After hearing this, the tailor hurriedly knelt down and crawled two steps, and knelt at Fo Youqing's feet.

"Your Highness, I didn't. I just reminded Princess that the fabric and style were all decided by you."

Fo Youqing had no expression on his face and said coldly, "Since you won't listen, then just drag him away."

As soon as he finished speaking, two people came in and headed straight for the tailor. The tailor was stunned for a moment and then kowtowed and begged for mercy.

"My Lord, please spare me."

"Your Majesty!"

The tailor's voice gradually faded away until it could no longer be heard. The man who delivered the cloth stood aside and trembled. Fo Youqing glanced at the man, and he knelt down with a plop.

Yun Jue frowned and looked at Fo Youqing, "Your Majesty, you scared me."

"You go down."

Fo Youqing said to the man, and the man hurriedly stood up and went out. Seeing this, Zhuyue also bowed and went out.