Di Yan's broad sleeves were tied up with a rope. He squatted there and picked out the remaining chicken feathers with his white jade fingers. It was obviously a very rude thing, but it seemed to him that what he was doing was not a chicken, but like a work of art.
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"They say a gentleman is far away from the kitchen. How can someone like you do such menial work?" Yu Pinting walked over.
Didi's voice was filled with compassion.
The person who was supposed to be like Yu, who was not supposed to be like Tianbian Xuanyue, was tortured to this point by Yu Wushuang.
"It is a happy thing for a man to cook for the one he loves. Is this lady's compassion used in the wrong place?" Di Yan said lightly.
"Obviously she was the one who robbed you... I can help you leave." Yu Pinting couldn't explain how she felt at this time.
Somewhat dazed...
Di Yan raised his head slightly and said in a calm voice as usual: "It seems I have to give you a ride first."
Yu Pinting paused: "Where to go?"
"The underworld."
Yu Pinting faltered and took a few steps back before steadying herself, with a surprised look on her face: "I want to help you."
"You want to fall in love with the Third Prince."
"..."
"It's not easy to live, but it's easy to die." Di Yan slowly stood up with the chicken-killing knife.
Yu Pinting met those indifferent eyes again, and felt a coldness coming from the soles of her feet.
He was obviously as calm and calm as before, but she felt a strong sense of fear from him.
Those who practice fear know very well that if you are afraid of a person, you will not be able to defeat him.
When she thought death was coming, the elegant man was holding a chicken in one hand and a fish in the other. The chicken-killing knife pierced the chest of the chicken and hung on it...
Pian Pian walked away handsomely, the wind blew and rolled up the corners of his clothes, and he was indescribably magical...
But Yu Pinting was in a state of shock. She just realized today that this man is very dangerous.
She now had some doubts that this person was deliberately approaching the Marquis Mansion.
"Sister, what are you doing standing here stupidly?" Wang Baozhu led the maid over.
Only then did Yu Pinting come back to her senses. She raised her hand to touch the cold sweat on her forehead, but the panic in her heart was still lingering.
"Sister, didn't you go to see Yu Wushuang? Why is your face so pale? Did she bully you?" Wang Baozhu raised his hand and held her arm.
Yu Pinting shook her head slightly.
Wang Baozhu snorted coldly: "Sister, you don't have to cover up for her. Everyone in the house knows what kind of person Yu Wushuang is. If he has no talent or virtue, he is a waste. They don't know the Marquis, Madam and Brother Yuan Zhao.
Why is Brother Yuanqi so protective of her?"
"Shh, don't talk nonsense. If people hear it, you will feel better." Yu Pinting turned around and said angrily.
"Okay, okay, if I don't tell you, our family will have to wait for my sister to marry the third prince to survive."
"Did the Third Prince send a message?"
Wang Baozhu laughed when he heard this and took out the envelope from his arms: "Sister and the third prince are really in tune with each other."
Seeing her taking it out without anyone else, Yu Binting's eyes sank. She quickly took the letter and stuffed it into her arms, and then said: "Don't be so reckless all the time. If someone sees it, you will be in trouble."
"Aren't I afraid that my sister will be anxious?" Wang Baozhu laughed ambiguously, then thought for a while and said: "Sister, do you think that if I marry Brother Yuanqi, will our family have more weight in the Yu family?"
"Marry Yuan Qi?" Yu Pinting was surprised.
"Well, I heard my mother and father talking yesterday... I know that I don't have the good fortune of my sister and can't marry a prince, but I think it's okay for Brother Yuanqi." Wang Baozhu's face was stained with red clouds.