47.Chapter 47 Jiao Xiaoliu who is cute and coquettish
Feng Qianchen slowly opened his eyes and saw the one who was winking at him - Bu Qingyun! After that, a certain prince became ill all over. His originally gentle sleeping face gradually turned cold, "From now on, you will be the best."
It's best not to appear in front of me, otherwise you won't blame me for not caring about the friendship between master and servant."
Bu Qingyun felt regretful in his heart. He just felt that the sleeping prince was very approachable. Well, he also knew that this idea was indeed a bit absurd, but that was his truest thought after seeing his prince's unprotected sleeping face.
——Easy to approach! He made a face involuntarily. Then, a certain prince's eyes opened. Then, he became tragic. "Your Majesty..." The regret in the words of a certain guard did not touch a certain prince.
"Get out!" So, a certain guard walked out with tears in his eyes, turning back every step of the way. Feng Qianchen looked at Bu Qingyun's reluctant look and clearly felt that the veins on his head jumped twice.
"return!"
"Yes!" The speed of a certain guard's return was obviously not proportional to the speed of his departure.
Feng Qianchen sighed secretly, "Where is the princess?" When Jiao Xiaoliu was mentioned, Feng Qianchen's expression finally softened.
"The princess stayed by your bed for five days, and she lost a lot of weight. Ke Xin and Ke Ren finally persuaded her to rest." Bu Qingyun lowered his head, not daring to look at the wind.
Qian Chen's face was frozen again. "My lord, you have just woken up, can you please stop being so scary?" Of course, Bu Qingyun just whispered this quietly in his heart.
"Go and see her." Thinking of Jiao Xiaoliu, Feng Qianchen's lips revealed an imperceptible smile.
"Yes." Bu Qingyun quickly followed.
Feng Qianchen didn't stop, "Are you sure you want to follow me to see the princess?" When the latter heard this, he immediately stopped and didn't dare to follow her anymore. He could only stand there in a mess in the wind.
Jiao Xiaoliu, who had just fallen asleep, suddenly opened his eyes and sat up. Ke Ren walked over quickly and asked, "Princess, what's wrong with you?"
"I think I heard Qian Chen's voice." Jiao Xiaoliu's heart moved, and he lifted the quilt and ran outside.
"Princess, clothes...shoes..." Ke Ren exclaimed. "If we catch a cold and the prince wakes up, we will be doomed." Naturally, this sentence was also shouted in the heart, and it was louder than the previous ones.
Jiao Xiaoliu didn't pay attention to Keren's call at all. He opened the door and ran into a warm embrace. Bu Qingyun looked up and down at the disheveled Jiao Xiaoliu and coughed twice, "What are you going to do?"
He picked up Jiao Xiaoliu and carried him back to the room, "What if you catch a cold when you run out like this?"
Jiao Xiaoliu silently put his hand on the injured arm and pressed hard, grinning in pain.
Feng Qianchen frowned, walked quickly to the bed, put Jiao Xiaoliu down gently, looked at the blood staining Jiao Xiaoliu's clothes red with a distressed expression, and yelled, "What are you doing standing still? Go get the medicine quickly."
Help the princess stop bleeding!"
Jiao Xiaoliu stuck out his tongue, "Don't be angry, I'm fine. You're awake, it's not a dream, it's great!" He opened his arms and said, "Give me a hug."
Feng Qianchen looked at the innocent, cute and coquettish Jiao Xiaoliu, helplessly holding her forehead, trying to avoid her injured arm and hugging her tightly. "In the future, you dare to make fun of your body again."
