As soon as he returned to the room, Jiao Xiaoliu suddenly felt his whole body softening, "My waist is so sore." He glanced at Feng Qianchen complainingly.
Feng Qianchen smiled and shook his head, "It's lovely, it's lovely..."
"My servant is here..." Kehe and Kexin immediately appeared outside the door and bowed to the two people inside.
Hearing this self-identification, Feng Qianchen suddenly felt a little harsh. It seemed that since Jiao Xiaoliu came, the mansion no longer calls itself slaves or slaves.
He smiled awkwardly and said, "Don't call yourself a slave anymore. The princess is still the same princess as before. You can just stay the same as before..." He coughed twice and said, "Well, the princess must be hungry. You go and prepare some food."
Go."
Jiao Xiaoliu made a face at Keren and Kexin.
"Yes, Your Majesty." Kehe and Kexin suppressed a smile, bowed to the two people in the room again, and then left quickly.
Jiao Xiaoliu put away her grimace before Feng Qianchen turned around to look at her, and looked at her seriously, "I didn't expect that the Seventh Prince would also say such slaps in the face, tsk tsk tsk... don't call me Prince Bingshan from now on.
Those titles are all too weak. It would be great to change it to Prince Slap in the Face. It’s high-end and classy.”
Feng Qianchen had a smile on his face and stared at Jiao Xiaoliu quietly, "Please continue talking..."
Jiao Xiaoliu scratched his head, "You asked me to say it, but I won't say it." He raised his fingers at Feng Qianchen, "It's your turn to talk about what happened yesterday."
Feng Qianchen slowly walked to Jiao Xiaoliu, pulled her up, sat down, and then let her sit on his lap.
Jiao Xiaoliu's face turned red, "What do you want to do in broad daylight?"
Feng Qianchen leaned over and kissed Jiao Xiaoliu's cheek, "You are my wife now, I can do whatever I want."
As soon as he said such ambiguous words, Jiao Xiaoliu unconsciously wanted to jump down, but was hugged tightly by Feng Qianchen, "Don't move, otherwise I really can't guarantee whether something will happen."
Hearing this, Jiao Xiaoliu became obediently motionless, "Um, what happened yesterday?" Jiao Xiaoliu tried hard to calm down his pounding heart, but it was in vain.
"Yesterday, the sedan you were supposed to sit in was crawling with the kind of things you were afraid of..." Feng Qianchen narrowed his eyes.
The person who did that must be a 'Spirit Snake' person, either Situ Pengfei or Shangguan Mo.
They had calculated everything, but they probably did not expect that Feng Qianchen would personally carry Jiao Xiaoliu into the sedan chair. Although the snakes did not dare to attack Jiao Xiaoliu, it was an indisputable fact that Jiao Xiaoliu was afraid of snakes. If they had not hugged Jiao Xiaoliu at that time,
When getting into the sedan chair, Jiao Xiaoliu would definitely cause a commotion if he sat in it with his head covered.
Jiao Xiaoliu froze, and then his face was filled with murderous intent, "How dare you plot against me..."
Feng Qianchen shook his head, "You have guessed it a long time ago, right? That's why the Snake King arrived in time when they released the snake in the Seventh Prince's Mansion."
The sedan chair was carried outside the city and burned by people from the 'Shuiyun Palace'. Apparently, Situ Pengfei or Shangguan Mo was so irritated that they actually released snakes in the Seventh Prince's Mansion to attack the guests.
Fortunately, Nongqin arrived in time with the Snake King. The snakes were driven out by the Snake King when they first showed their heads. Otherwise, the entire Seventh Prince's Mansion would have been turned into bones by now.
"We are getting married, so we should tell the Snake King." Jiao Xiaoliu shook his head and smiled, "I just didn't expect that the Snake King would actually come."
