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Chapter 339 342: My slave is called Xiaosan

Chapter 339 342: The slave’s name is Xiaosan

so tangled.

Yu Yuanzhao wandered around for a while, looking around and finally found that there was no one there, that's all, just the women's toilet, no one saw it anyway!

What's the point of doing this for my little sister!

When he came out again, Yu Yuanzhao felt relaxed physically and mentally, lowering his head to straighten his clothes.

"you……"

A hesitant voice came.

Yu Yuanzhao raised his head and paused, surprised, why did he come to Kyoto City and come to arrest him so soon?

The man opposite was also stunned: "Yu Yuanzhao!"

"Ahem...ah? What are you talking about, young master? Yu Yuanzhao, my family calls me Xiaosan." Yu Yuanzhao tweaked his voice and said.

Yu Yuanzhao is very delicate and handsome, and her face is made up so delicately that no one can tell when she wears women's clothes.

Although they are very tall, there are many tall women, but they look a little bit stronger.

"Mistress? I wonder which family this mistress is?" The man in a luxurious purple robe stared at him coldly.

"Haha, what's wrong with a young lady? I'm a maid from the slave family. She came to attend the flower viewing banquet with my young lady, hahaha." Yu Yuanzhao half-covered his face with a handkerchief, smiling like a cautious person.

He moved his feet, trying to sneak away, but the person opposite spoke again.

"I don't know which house she is a maid from."

What the hell -

Which house should you take care of?

"Haha, the young master is asking so many questions. Is it possible that he is interested in my young lady? I can tell the young master that you have given up on this. My little... my young lady has a future husband."

"The mistress is wrong. I am not interested in your young lady. I am interested in you."

Yu Yuanzhao gritted his teeth, threw away the handkerchief, and shouted angrily: "Chang Huazi, are you bothered? Don't even think about taking me back to the academy!"

"Why don't you pretend anymore? Mistress!" Changhua said coldly.

"Is it interesting? You feel uncomfortable if you don't find trouble for a day, right?" Yu Yuanzhao really hated him, and the confinement was something he couldn't live with.

Chang Huazi seemed to be used to him being so angry, and looked at him from top to bottom.

It seems that he didn't expect that he, dressed in women's clothing, would be more beautiful than ordinary women.

"It suits you very well. When did you have this kind of preference?" he asked.

"You just like to pretend to be a woman."

"Then what are you doing?"

"I'm here to accompany my little sister."

Changhuazi thought of a direct descendant of the Yu family who was rumored to be prosperous, and could make Yu Yuanzhao come to the palace banquet like this. He really wanted to meet him.

"Why don't you go back to the academy?" he asked again.

Speaking of this, Yu Yuanzhao began to feel a little proud: "My family hired an alchemist for me, who is much better than you. They are very kind to me and don't put me in solitary confinement."

Chang Huazi's face turned dark: "Woman?"

"Of course, she is as beautiful as a flower and as gentle as water. She is even more beautiful than the most beautiful woman in Dongyue." Yu Yuanzhao thought of Yu Wushuang's dazzling appearance today.

That handsome face is full of nymphomaniacs.

Chang Huazi's face turned even darker: "You are at the Marquis Mansion? I want to see you."

"Meet? That won't work. She is afraid of strangers and doesn't want to meet strangers." Yu Yuanzhao immediately shook his head warily.

"So protective?"

"Of course it's hard, that's my treasure, and no one is allowed to see it without my permission." Yu Yuanzhao said matter-of-factly.

Sweetheart?

Chang Huazi's eyes changed slightly when he looked at Yu Yuanzhao.

"What do you think I'm doing? Anyway, I'm not going back to the academy for the time being. I'm going to lock up whoever you want." Yu Yuanzhao snorted, turned around and walked away, twisting his waist.

Chang Huazi did not call him this time, and frowned even deeper as he stared at his swaying and pretentious figure.

(End of chapter)


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