His cool eyes were raised slightly, and the strength in his hand gradually increased.
Ye Guoguo's beautiful little face immediately turned red from suppressing it, and she hurriedly stretched out her hand to touch his fingers, but it was in vain. She only felt that the air in her body was slowly leaving her body, her head began to become heavy, and her consciousness gradually became less and less.
Gritting his teeth fiercely, he said angrily: "If the prince kills me, who else can get that thing for you?"
"Anyone will do." Yehua answered very easily. He suddenly let go and said in a cold voice: "Put on the human skin mask." He turned his head towards Xiao Jiu who was already stunned and said, "Paja."
Taking the silk handkerchief from Xiaojiu's hand, Yehua carefully wiped the slender fingertips dry, pointed at Ye Guoguo's bedding, and said without any hesitation: "Ask the housekeeper to burn all these things for me.
Already."
"Burn it?" Ye Guoguo breathed in the air greedily and looked at the gold silk quilt in astonishment, "It's still good, why do you want to throw it away?"
Although her family is extremely well-off, Ye Guoguo has never had the habits of those eldest ladies, and she knows that those things are hard-won. However, just because she hates herself, she burns an intact quilt. Is this the capital of those palace nobles?
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Buxie turned his head away, hugged the quilt in his arms, and said, "Isn't the royal silver just silver? If you don't want it, you can give it to the beggars outside? You don't know what this means to them.
How precious is it? How could you burn it in such a wasteful way?"
The smile on Xiaojiu's lips suddenly froze, and the expression of gloating was completely reflected on her face. This woman dared to compare her own prince with a beggar. She was really impatient with life.
"Burn it." As if he didn't hear Ye Guoguo's anger, Ye Hua repeated it again calmly, his narrow and cold eyes slightly narrowed, with an extremely dangerous aura, and the words hidden under his sleeves
He clenched his fists unconsciously, constantly warning himself in his mind not to be impulsive and spoil the big thing. Only then was he relieved. He said coldly, "Mind what you are saying. Put on the human skin mask quickly." He turned his head away and faced his face again.
Xiao Jiu, who was gloating about his misfortune, said, "Prepare a car."
Iceberg face! Stingy! Ye Guoguo angrily filled in several new names for Ye Hua in his heart. He angrily took out the human skin mask and put it on his face. He picked up the mask that Qingge had only brought for him.
A few pieces of thin clothes followed Yehua who had already walked out quickly.
The coachman was already waiting respectfully at the door. When he saw Yehua approaching, he saluted diligently and opened the curtain with special discernment.
But Yehua just gave a faint hum and got into the carriage.
Ye Guoguo held her skirt and ran out. When she saw Ye Hua enter, she was ready to climb up. However, a cold voice suddenly came from the dark red car curtain:
"Who allowed you to get on the bus?"
Ye Guoguo's hard-working movements suddenly stopped. A burst of cold breath came from the car, causing Ye Guoguo to fall to the ground. He rubbed his sore butt. Ye Guoguo grinned.
Stand up: "What are you doing?"
"A slave is a slave, there are no rules at all." Xiaojiu came around from behind the carriage at this time, hugged his arms, and looked down at Ye Guoguo with his advantageous height.
"Do you think the prince is sending you to enjoy your happiness? You are just a slave, and you actually want to climb into the carriage." He laughed sarcastically as he spoke.
"Xiao Jiu." The voice as cold as ice came from the carriage again. Xiao Jiu responded as if he understood, climbed up to the side of the coachman with gloating, and directly ordered the coachman to drive.
Damn it! Ye Guoguo cursed fiercely in her heart. Looking at the carriage that was already moving, she stamped her feet and shouted, "What should I do?"
"Follow." There was no room for recovery, because the carriage had slowly begun to distance itself from Ye Guoguo.
Gritting his teeth fiercely, he greeted Yehua's eighteen generations of ancestors in his heart. Thinking that he would soon be out of sight of this iceberg, he became heartbroken and simply ran with the carriage.
"Ayawn." The emperor who was still in court suddenly sneezed loudly, and the ministers below immediately started to commotion when they heard it.
His majestic face frowned, and the emperor slapped the armrest of the dragon chair, cleared his throat, and continued: "It seems that Ye Sheng should ascend the throne as soon as possible."
"From what I see, the emperor's dragon body is still very strong. There is no need to abdicate so early."
The minister on the side quickly took a step forward and flattered the emperor.
"Yes, your Majesty, the prince is still young and it is really not easy for him to inherit the throne." Several ministers who had a good relationship with the minister also responded. However, what they were thinking about was the prince's unhurried words. Su. They looked at each other and shuddered unconsciously.
"Wei Chen thinks it would be good for the prince to exercise more at this time." Hua Xiang curled up the corners of his lips, took a step forward, and said with a very pertinent expression.
The emperor's face immediately turned cold when he saw the actions and expressions of Shangshu and his party. However, after hearing Hua Xiang's words, he nodded slightly. His brows slowly relaxed, and he took a breath and said, "What Hua Xiang said is absolutely true." , just as Hua Xiang said, the enthronement ceremony will be held in one year."
Old fox!
The minister glanced at the proud Hua Xiang. His daughter was the crown prince's concubine. If the prince ascended the throne, his lowest status would be the uncle of the state. Moreover, with the prince's stupid look, he would probably be the crown prince's wife in the future. He's under control.
He frowned slightly and wanted to stop him again. However, he was forced back by the emperor's gesture. He had to swallow his resentment and listened to the emperor's faint but incomprehensible words: "I am getting old. It's time to think about happiness. That's it. It’s decided. To withdraw from the court.”
"Long live my emperor, long live the emperor." Hua Xiang saluted respectfully along with all the ministers, but the corners of his mouth were raised with pride.
The maid who was following the emperor twitched her fingers slightly, frowned tightly, looked around to make sure no one was around, and quietly retreated.
A white dove slowly crossed the sky facing the early sunshine, but was quietly knocked down by a folding fan as it passed a gorgeous carriage.