I played the role of a cannon fodder scumbag, but I was the heartthrob

When the door closed from the inside, it almost pinched Xiao Yu's nose.

"My Lord, are you still angry?"

"roll!"

Xiao Yu sighed, feeling disappointed.

This is so hard to coax.

Are you angry?

He will too!

Xiao Yu flicked his sleeves and walked out angrily.

Luqiao and Cuiwei, who were huddled in the corner, heard the footsteps and rushed over in unison.

"The prince?"

Luqiao was the first one to lose her patience.

Xiao Yu spread his hands, "As you two can see, it's useless."

For a while, he was coaxed.

I don't know where I stepped on a landmine, but it backfired. Can I say that?

"Ah, if you keep getting angry like this, it will hurt your health."

Luqiao walked in with a sad face.

Cuiwei held her back, signaling her to calm down. "You know, my Lord, if I get really angry, no one can help me."

"We can't keep going like this, can we?" Luqiao stamped her feet and gritted her teeth. "Sister Cuiwei, you know that the prince has had poor health since childhood and is prone to being possessed by demons and ghosts..."

Cuiwei raised her voice, "Luqiao, be careful with your words."

Lu Qiao stopped talking in a hurry and looked at Xiao Yu, fearing that he had heard every word she said.

The latter sighed, as if not noticing.

The two maids felt much more relieved.

After the master set up a protective formation in the mansion, the prince could not leave here until his death.

When the two recalled these things, they were filled with sadness.

How could Xiao Yu, a demon, not know this?

Obviously not.

So, what the young master wants is freedom, right?

That's trouble.

It’s not that he can’t break the formation, but if the formation is broken, the young master has a mortal body, so those demons and monsters who covet him will eat him alive, right?

Even if his fighting power is more than enough to deal with them, if the monster-catching power of this formation is alarmed, it will be a big trouble. Wouldn't his wishful thinking be ruined?

No matter which one, the gain is not worth the loss.

Xiao Yu was distressed.

He was completely unaware that his actions had deviated from his original intentions and were heading in an uncontrollable direction...

The moon and stars are rare.

A black figure tiptoed to Ye Zhao's window.

"Knock knock knock!"

Hearing the knock on the door, Ye Zhao, who was already tossing and turning, became even more unable to sleep.

Holding back his anger, he opened the two windows with force.

Xiao Yu leaned against the window, pointing at the rows of roofs behind him.

Ye Zhao looked in that direction and saw that it was covered with salt frost, connecting with the stars in the sky.

"My Lord, may I ask you to see the night view?"

Ye Zhao didn't move, "Why?"

"Oh, I'm scared to be alone. My Lord, can you please give me a favor?" Xiao Yu grabbed his sleeve.

Ye Zhao stared at his hand dimly, "Since you beg me so much, I will allow you to be unbridled this time, but this will not happen again."

She is really willing to spend a lot of money on acting. Wouldn't this fool the scumbag who is dreaming of a triple fold?

"You are such a kind person, my Lord!"

Ye Zhao ran out wearing only a thin undershirt to meet up with Xiao Yu, and walked out impatiently.

Xiao Yu held him back.

Ye Zhao was puzzled.

Xiao Yu put on him the mink coat that he had prepared long ago and fastened the belt.

As for where he got the mink fur, Ye Zhao tacitly chose not to worry about it.

It was just the fluff close to his chin that tickled his skin.

After doing all this, Ye Zhao looked at the high walls and eaves, "Where's the ladder?"

"Prince, please close your eyes." Xiao Yu said.

Ye Zhao thought about it and did as he was told happily.

Xiao Yu snapped his fingers, "Okay."

"Wow!"

When he opened his eyes, Ye Zhao looked down at the lights of thousands of homes from a high place and felt a little dizzy.

The tiles on the eaves reflected the figures of the two people.

"How did he get up here?" Ye Zhao didn't dare to move, his eyes filled with the starry sky.

He felt nothing.

Xiao Yu sat there carelessly.

I propped up my chin and admired the disbelief in his eyes with great interest.

"secret."

Ye Zhao was not annoyed. He looked excitedly at the bean-sized candlelight shining through the doors and windows of every household in the distance.

If he could get out, he could stand under the windowsill and have a closer look, maybe even hear the conversation.

Looking at the bustling market, all kinds of illuminated lanterns are hung in shops and street stalls.

The crowds of people are endless, forming a long river.

"dislike?"

Seeing him standing there stiffly, Xiao Yu suddenly felt uneasy and came to his side.

It’s not that I haven’t thought about taking him out, but given the young master’s condition, he will definitely die suddenly if he leaves the house.

After much deliberation, I chose this compromise.

Ye Zhao wanted to say something, but his attention was taken away by something that concerned him more.

Pointing at the shooting star streaking across the sky, he exclaimed, "Wow, I didn't even get to make a wish."

He clasped his hands together on his chest, closed his eyes, and was about to say something when he heard Xiao Yu interrupt him, "It's too late, it disappeared."

I quickly opened my eyes, and sure enough, there was no trace of the shooting star.

A wailing sound.

"No, I order it to do it again." Ye Zhao was unwilling.

Xiao Yu couldn't help laughing.

Ye Zhao heard it clearly, "What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing, I just remembered something happy."

Looking at the sky eagerly, Ye Zhao felt a little regretful. "Just, can't we do it again?"

Xiao Yu cast a spell in the air with his hands behind his back.

Hundreds and thousands of meteors came as expected like rain, which was a dazzling sight.

Ye Zhao was stunned.

"Make a wish quickly." Xiao Yu reminded.

Nodding, Ye Zhao clasped his hands together and muttered to himself.

Xiao Yu leaned towards him, wanting to hear what wish he had made.

If it's not too outrageous, it's not impossible for him to be satisfied.

But what floated past his ears were only fragmentary messages, and what I caught were only a few, such as "like me" and "grow old together".

His face flushed red. Did he care about him so much?

Even the one who made a wish, oh, there's really nothing we can do about it.

Xiao Yu looked very distressed.

Humans and demons have different paths, so there is no result.

What's more, his goal is to become an immortal.

It’s just that the young master has a good eye.

He is not a devil. Considering that the young master likes him, he will not bother with him about what happened before.

It's not a problem to be nice to him.

With his hands forming seals, the surging demonic power rushed out like a surging flood.

After making the wish, Ye Zhao smelled a rich and fragrant aroma and couldn't help but open his eyes.

The scene that came into view shocked him.

The peonies, which shouldn't bloom in autumn, seemed to be awakened by something, their buds rapidly expanding and their petals unfolding layer by layer.

Red as fire, white as snow, pink as clouds, along the streets and alleys, inside and outside the palace walls.

Soon, the peonies all over the country were in full bloom, and the fragrance was everywhere.

This once-in-a-century spectacle caused a great deal of noise and kowtows from all over the place.

Ye Zhao watched intently, wishing he could go down and join them.

"Prince, come and sit down."

Xiao Yu returned to his original place and sat down, taking off a flat square wine jug from his waist.

Bite off the cork and the rich aroma of wine spreads.

He took a sip.

Ye Zhao snatched it away and said, "You are a girl, you can't drink alcohol."

"I……"

Just as he was about to let the cat out of the bag, Xiao Yu saw him wiping the bottle mouth with his sleeve.

He wiped it a few times, hesitated for a few seconds, took a deep breath, and poured several mouthfuls into his mouth as if he was going all out.

Xiao Yu was shocked and rushed to grab it.

Ye Zhao staggered and continued coughing.

"My Lord, you are not feeling well and cannot drink."

Helping him sit down, Xiao Yu used a handkerchief to wipe the corners of his mouth.

The mellow wine was like a transparent film, covering Ye Zhao's lips, which were red without any lipstick.

His eyelashes fluttered like a fan, casting fine shadows under his eyelids.

Suddenly, Xiao Yu's hand holding the handkerchief began to tremble violently.

Ye Zhao's body was staggering, his cheeks looked like they were painted with rouge, and when he smiled, his mouth was in the shape of a heart.

"Oops."

Xiao Yu remembered that his wine was not mortal wine, but fruit wine brewed by monsters using the strongest liquor, and it was very old.

He, a mortal, got drunk the moment he drank it.

When Xiao Yu felt that something was wrong, it was too late for him to run away.

Ye Zhao got drunk and threw him to the ground, his long black hair falling down.

Her slender fingers stroked his sexy Adam's apple, "...Can't I?"

"What?" Xiao Yu was confused.

I wanted to push him away, but seeing his confused state, I hesitated.

As he hesitated, Ye Zhao grabbed his arm with increased force, his nails almost digging into his flesh.

"Just because I'm not a girl, I can't be liked by you?"

There were tears in her eyes and her crystal-clear, full teeth were biting her rosy lips.