C27 (1/2)

Feng Yi shifted his body a little, and switched to an even more captivating position. His slender white fingers gently hooked onto the front of his clothes, revealing a firm and sturdy jade-like chest.

Chu Yunge could not help but swallow her saliva when she saw this, this guy's figure was really good.

”What are you looking at?” Feng Yi's charming voice carried a hint of playfulness.

”Peeping at a man's beauty while he was still caught, Chu Yunge's face couldn't help but turn hot as he hurriedly lowered his head. No... I didn't see anything. ”

Feng Yi glanced at her bright red ears, pursed his lips and resisted his laughter, asking coldly: ”Then why aren't you still not pinching this crown prince's ears?”

”Oh.”

Raising her hand, she looked at the muscular body before her, momentarily at a loss as to how to proceed.

”That... Crown Prince, can you change your posture? ”This way, your servant will know where to press.”

”Don't tell me you want me to teach you how to knead it?”

”No, no, no …”

She hastily waved her hand. Why was this guy so hard to serve? He really wanted to choke him to death.

Feng Yi glanced at her, and saw that she was trying his best to hold back his anger, and almost broke his seal, as he coughed lightly. ”Then why aren't you moving faster?”

”Alright.” Chu Yunge rolled her eyes, ”Crown Prince, this servant will bow his head for you.”

”Yes.”

Chu Yunge stretched out her claws and started to pinch his head. When she saw that he had closed her eyes, her breathing became steady.

He fell asleep so quickly? He bent his head down and whispered in Luo Yuan's ear, ”Crown Prince, Crown Prince, Tai-”

Suddenly, his eyes opened.

Chu Yunge was so frightened that she immediately fell backwards, her heart trembling.

”What do you want?”

”This servant is to see if the Crown Prince is asleep.”

”Continue.” His voice was somewhat dry. Turning around with his back facing her, one could faintly see that his body was slightly trembling.

Was it because he was so angry that his entire body was trembling? If he really pissed Feng Yi off and took her down, he would be dead.

Hurry up and continue massaging his head.

Half of the sand in the funnel had already sunk down, both of her hands were pressing on the sore spot, while Feng Yi, who was sleeping on her lap, took a deep breath.

Should I fall asleep now?

Ye Zichen shook his shoulders, seeing that he didn't have any signs of waking up at all.

He carefully removed his thigh from under his head. Suddenly, a cold voice rang out: ”Where are you going?”

”Your servant thought the crown prince had fallen asleep, so …”

He squinted his eyes and stared at Chu Yunge for a while until her body became stiff. Then, he got up slowly, lifted the carriage curtain and ordered the people who were accompanying him.

”Go, call the Chronicle Officer over.”

A chronicler? Chu Yunge was startled, what was this fellow trying to do? It couldn't be that he thought that she served him poorly, wanted to serve him with a heavy punishment, and wanted to make an example of this matter in the annals of history, right?

Did she, as a princess of a country, die because of Wang Chun's ugly face?

Mommy, my god!

”Crown Prince, you …”

Feng Yi raised his hand and forcefully cut her off, ”No need to say anymore.”

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing regular clothes bowed and got on the carriage, after bowing to Feng Yi, he sat in front of the table, ready to record everything down.

In that instant, she felt like she was being butchered on a chopping block.

She turned her head slightly and looked at Feng Yi's charming and handsome face with trepidation.

He smiled sinisterly.

She suddenly had the feeling that her bad uncle was trying to trick the little loli, but she was unable to find any clues.

”What do you think of me?”

”Huh?” Chu Yunge was startled, why did she suddenly ask this?