Jiao Xiaoliu shrank his neck and coughed twice, "Well, you go out first."
"Yes." Bu Qingyun bowed out of the door respectfully and closed the door knowingly.
Feng Qianchen was quite satisfied with Bu Qingyun's performance this time. "Why did you let him out? Do you have something to say to me?"
Jiao Xiaoliu smiled awkwardly, "What I just meant was that I asked you to go out too."
Feng Qianchen was stunned and his expression changed.
Jiao Xiaoliu couldn't help but feel annoyed. It was indeed a wise saying to say more and make more mistakes. "I'm soaked all over." After saying this, an unnatural blush appeared on his face.
Feng Qianchen nodded, "That's right, take off your clothes quickly." Our seventh prince is very pure. He had absolutely no other meaning when he said this. He was just worried that Jiao Xiaoliu would catch a cold.
But a certain girl obviously didn't think so, and her tongue was a little bit out of control. "What, what?"
Obviously, a certain prince was confused when he was concerned, and did not realize how ambiguous his words were to others. He touched Jiao Xiaoliu's head and asked, "Do you have a fever? Why is your face so red?" A certain girl's face turned even redder.
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Pushing away Feng Qianchen's hand on his forehead, Jiao Xiaoliu swallowed, "Can you go and help me get some dry clothes?"
A certain prince seemed to finally realize something, and his eyes began to wander.
Jiao Xiaoliu reached out and touched Feng Qianchen's forehead, imitating Feng Qianchen's tone and said, "Why is your face red? Do you have a fever?"
Feng Qianchen held his forehead and said, "Um, I'll get you some clothes... By the way, I'll ask someone to prepare hot water for you." After saying that, he left the room as if running away.
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"Hahaha..." A certain girl's laughter, regardless of her appearance, was instantly heard in the room, completely forgetting her shyness just now while holding her pipa half-hiding her face.
The efficiency of the Seventh Prince's Mansion is definitely not high, because Jiao Xiaoliu felt that he had not smiled enough, and the clothes had already been delivered. The girl who sent the clothes was sixteen or seventeen years old, and she was very cute.
"This slave is here under the orders of the prince." The voice was timid.
"What's your name?" Jiao Xiaoliu asked while taking off his clothes that were soaked by the melted snow.
"Go back to the princess, your servant is lovely." Yingying bowed and the little girl replied in a low voice.
Jiao Xiaoliu was quite helpless about the title of princess, but there was nothing she could do. "She looks very pleasant. But you don't need to call yourself a slave when you talk to me in the future."
"I don't dare." Keren's voice was even lower.
Jiao Xiaoliu suddenly felt a sense of irritability, and paused while taking off his clothes, "Get out!"
Keren knelt down immediately after hearing this, "I know I was wrong."
Jiao Xiaoliu resisted the urge to curse, "Where did you go wrong?"
"Slave... I don't know." Tears flowed down her cheeks. She really didn't know where she had offended this new master.
Jiao Xiaoliu hated seeing others cry the most, and his anger suddenly subsided, "Should you listen to what I said?"
Keren wiped her tears and nodded firmly, "Well, this slave is already the princess's."
Regarding this statement from the ancients, Jiao Xiaoliu couldn't help but wailed in her heart, "Girl, I am not Lily. What do you mean you are mine?" But he said, "Then from now on, you are not allowed to call yourself a slave. Otherwise I will
You’ll be angry.”
"Yes, slave... No, I have remembered it."
"Boys can be taught!" Jiao Xiaoliu nodded approvingly, "Ah sneeze..."
Keren was startled, and quickly stood up and ran to Jiao Xiaoliu, and put the fox fur she brought on Jiao Xiaoliu, who was half-undressed. "Princess, you should go take a hot bath to get rid of the cold first." Keren suggested.
road.
Jiao Xiaoliu nodded, "Let's go then." He said and walked towards the door.
Keren snickered, "Princess, you are in the wrong place. This is the prince's room, and there is a heating pool in the inner room."
Jiao Xiaoliu: "..." Nuan, Nuan pool? Isn't it just a hot spring? Feng Qianchen, you are really good at enjoying it.
