Magic Punk

The evening breeze blew gently, ruffling Princess Houfeng's hanging hair. Qian Ying knelt on the ground, her face frightened and miserable.

Princess Houfeng's expression softened when she saw the stairs.

Although His Highness the Crown Prince's status and power are much higher than his own, he is a disciple of Wuming, and he can't do anything to him anyway. Besides, if he really goes to the emperor to participate in this dishonorable person who indulges in drunkenness and lust - no, wait a minute.

It was nothing more than indulging in wine and debauchery. The crime of being disrespectful to one's elders could not be placed on the prince's head. After all, if we were talking about seniority, the prince was her grandfather's generation, so the prince's concubine should also be her aunt's level.

Thinking of this section, Princess Hou Feng's face couldn't help but become slightly distorted.

"In that case..." Princess Hou Feng was just halfway through her words when she saw Xuanyi knelt down and helped Qian Ying up quietly. She couldn't help but grit her teeth and said, "How dignified is this!"

A prince went to help his concubine in public? How is this appropriate?

"You don't need to worry about my affairs." Xuan Yi forcibly helped Qian Ying up. After whispering in her ear that you don't need to worry about anything, he stood up and faced Princess Hou Feng coldly. He spoke.

"Father, you can add fuel to the fire as you like. Do I need outsiders to comment on my love for a woman?"

Princess Hou Feng was immediately speechless, because although the prince's words sounded a bit awkward, but if you look closely, the logic seems to be somewhat impeccable?

After all, as a noble prince, he should still have the freedom to choose who he likes.

But—no. Princess Hou Feng thought about this and couldn't help but sneered: "The prince likes this foxy girl. Of course I can't control Hou Feng, but the prince's eighteenth-year-old coming of age ceremony is coming soon. When you go to that clan to marry the queen, I hope you will You can repeat this sentence to Your Majesty."

Saying this, Princess Houfeng waved her sleeves and rode away in the chariot, never looking back again.

When Qian Ying heard these words from Xuanyi, she couldn't help but feel a surge of tenderness in her heart.

Could it be that the prince really liked her?

If you like her, why haven't you touched her with your fingers for a whole week?

Is it possible that His Royal Highness is still a member of the Pure Love School? Cultivate feelings first and then communicate in depth?

However, His Highness the Crown Prince has not exchanged any feelings with me in the past two days. Although they treat each other with respect, they really treat each other with respect.

"If I like a woman, do I need outsiders to comment?"

However, after hearing His Highness the Crown Prince's declaration, Qian Ying felt as if her bones were a little tender.

"I'm sorry." After seeing that everyone around him had dispersed, Xuanyi looked back at Qian Ying, who had been holding him in his arms. He saw that the girl's face was crimson, her breath was like blue, and she didn't even dare to look at her. Own.

"Because of the situation just now, you must not take anything I say to heart."

At that moment, if it weren't for the fact that the person in front of her was the Crown Prince, Qian Ying would have really wanted to open her mouth and bite this person to death in front of her.

…

…

It can never be bitten to death, and it will never be bitten to death in this life.

Xuanyi took Qian Ying back to the palace. After confirming that there were no other eyes and ears around, Xuanyi looked at Qian Ying in front of him.

"If I remember correctly, my status as concubine should be no less than that of Princess Hou Feng." His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said coldly: "If I hadn't arrived in time, would you still have to kneel down and lick her soles?"

Qian Ying didn't know how to answer for a moment, so she could only tilt her head and responded in a low voice.

Xuanyi could only sigh: "Do you still remember what we agreed?"

"I will be the sword in your hand, your chess piece, and charge into battle for you." Qian Ying whispered, and of course she did not forget it.

"So is this how you charge into battle?" Xuanyi asked.

"But that's Princess Houfeng." Qian Ying said eagerly.

In front of His Highness the Crown Prince, Princess Hou Feng is indeed not a big shot, but that is only in front of His Highness the Crown Prince. As a member of the royal family, Princess Hou Feng has a demigod father who is above Dongxuan, so she can freely enter and leave the palace, and have personal meetings. With the qualifications of Emperor Aosi, this is a big shot who is already qualified to participate in the fight for the throne. At least Qian Ying can only obey in front of her.

She didn't want to cause trouble to His Highness the Crown Prince because of herself.

"What about Princess Houfeng?" Xuan Yi said coldly. He leaned down and approached Qian Ying, who was half-kneeling on the ground. His cold breath, with even colder words, hit the girl's earlobe, lightly and clearly. "Even if you are an emperor, you will die standing, do you understand?"

Qian Ying shuddered and replied loudly involuntarily: "I understand."

"No, you don't understand." Xuan Yi said softly, then stood up: "Get up."

Qian Ying stood up quickly, her expression a little subtle.

His Highness the Crown Prince mentioned the current emperor, his own father. What exactly did His Highness the Crown Prince mean?

Qian Ying didn't dare to think about it.

But Xuanyi really didn't have much idea, he really just wanted to make a metaphor.

"You are about to face the world on my behalf. I hope you can clarify your identity." Xuan Yi continued to say calmly: "I plan to ask for an open position for you in a few days, but the premise is that you can do it. Get down from this position. This is the opportunity I give you, and I hope you can seize it."

"Yes." Qian Ying said.

"Then come with me." Xuan Yi continued, then turned and walked out of the hall.

Subconsciously, Qian Ying followed Xuanyi, and then asked softly: "Where to go?"

"This is not something you should know." Xuan Yi said with a smile: "You just need to follow. This is the first lesson I teach you."

"Yeah, I guess I have lessons that I can teach you too."

Xuanyi stretched out his hand, and Qian Ying hesitated for a moment before taking the hand of the Crown Prince.

"The second lesson is." His Highness the Prince's smile was warm and clean, which made Qian Ying a little stunned.

After all, his hand was hard and warm, making Qian Ying forget for a moment that this was transgression.

"As long as you don't take the initiative to let go, I will keep holding on. This is my promise to you."

"There's a third lesson."

Qian Ying never thought in her life that she would be flirted with by His Royal Highness like this.

Although the previous sentence "I like a woman does not need anyone else to comment" was very flirtatious, but then His Highness the Crown Prince shattered this illusion with his own hands.

But this time it should be right?

Xuanyi took Qian Ying's hand and walked forward, crossing the entire path full of flowers.

Xuan Yi didn't speak until he reached the end of the road.

"When I get to the end, I will definitely show you the final destination."