"Dumpling mistakenly believes that Yu Buhuan is his mother. If I forcefully separate them, Dumpling will definitely not give up. Instead of causing trouble with me in the future, it is better to end it directly."
Gu Donglai's eyes widened in surprise: "What do you mean..."
"Kill her." After saying that, Xuanyuan Mu turned and left.
"She is your junior sister!" Gu Donglai couldn't help but catch up and said.
Xuanyuan Mu's footsteps didn't even pause: "My little junior sister died ten years ago."
So this 'fish is not happy' should also die, right? Gu Donglai thinks this answer is a bit difficult to understand.
Prince Yan's Mansion is a magnificent scenery and covers a huge area. It has pavilions, pavilions, carved dragons and painted buildings, small bridges and flowing water, as well as uniquely designed flowers and plants. Even the warm stone path under your feet is uniquely designed.
I can't believe that a fat man actually lives here.
"Please come here, Master." Prince Yan's Mansion is not as strict as the Prince Regent's Mansion. As long as he comes without wearing night clothes, the servants will basically not be in trouble.
When Chu Yan heard that Yu Buhuan came to the door in person, she came up to him from a distance, with an unbelievable surprise on her face: "Master, why are you here?"
Taking a closer look, she was holding a small oil bottle in her hand.
Dumpling happily waved: "Hi, Uncle Fatty."
Yu Buhuan glared at Dumpling: "Just call me uncle, don't add adjectives in front of it."
"Oh. Hello uncle."
"It's good for you too." Chu Yan replied with a smile, then turned to look at Yu Buhuan: "How can you leave the palace?"
Although the Queen Mother no longer pursues what happened last night, how can she come out without a token to leave the palace?
"I quit!" Yu Buhuan said simply and concisely.
Chu Yan was shocked. She quit?
For the first time, I experienced the feeling of despair.
I don't know when he started to rely on Qiyubuhuan. If she really left, wouldn't he become the headless fly he was before?
"Actually, I have always felt that I am not suitable to be a Tutor."
Chu Yan felt miserable and frustrated.
But then Yu Buhuan's tone changed: "I think it's more appropriate for us to be friends. Now I'm not taking your Chu State's salary to do things for you, but I'm here to help you as a friend."
For a moment, Chu Yan's expression looked funny, as if all facial expressions were going through his face: shock, loss, sadness, then ecstasy, surprise, and flattery.
what did she say?
She said she wanted to be his friend?
How fresh.
Those around him were either kings and ministers, subordinates, or enemies and lackeys. His brothers didn't like him very much. Apart from peanut candy, he had no friends, and he didn't know what friends were.
The word "friend" moved him inexplicably, and even brought tears to his eyes.
"Master..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he received a sharp blow from Yu Buhuan. Chu Yan quickly swallowed back the next words: "Yu... fish..."
"My name is not Yuyu, my name is Yubuhuan."
"Uh... the fish doesn't like it."
"Hmm. Where is my room?"
…
In order to welcome Yu Buhuan, Chu Yan decided to hold a big banquet today. Since the dumplings were also there, Chu Yan thoughtfully ordered people to make a bunch of snacks.
Yu Buhuan warned Dumpling to return to the palace immediately after the meal.
Dumpling nodded vigorously.
When the food was served, Yu Buhuan was about to eat it when he saw the dumplings and shouted: "No--"
Because of Dumpling's exclamation, both Yu Buhuan and Chu Yan stopped using their chopsticks and looked at him in confusion.
