Male God, a Little Su

Seeing a man in a white robe sitting beside him, Zhe Liu hurriedly tried to hold back, but his footsteps were much faster.

"Where have you been these days? I haven't seen you for a long time."

Su Yan beckoned and asked Zhe Liu to come over.

Zhe Liu didn't dare. She stood outside the pavilion and said with a smile, "Returning to the girl's words, there were not enough people in the kitchen a few days ago, so the servants went to the kitchen to help for a few days."

Not to mention being expelled.

Hearing this, Su Yan smiled, "Oh? Really?"

She looked at Song Guanzhi with bright eyes.

Seeing her eyes, Song Guanzhi let out a low cough and raised his chin slightly, "From today onwards, she is the Crown Princess—"

Zhe Liu was startled and worried, but he didn't dare to show it.

"Yes, the servant has seen the Crown Princess!"

"My lord is not in line with the rules," Su Yan still looked like she had no bones. She raised her eyes, "The status of the subordinate is humble, and it is really not worthy of the status of the master. Please ask the master to take it back."

"Oh? So you want to be a little concubine?"

Song Guanzhi narrowed his eyes, his eyes sharp.

"Then thank you master."

Su Yan curled her lips and looked straight back without fear.

Anyway, he will only have her one woman, whether it is a concubine or a crown princess, does it make any difference?

"you--"

Song Guanzhi laughed in anger, and nodded at her, "You know more and more how to arouse Gu's anger."

"Please rest your anger, Your Highness!" Zhe Liu was startled, and hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed to beg for mercy, "Don't speak, she really can't stand the toss."

He had already lost half his life, and since then his body has not been as good as before.

If Song Guanzhi still wanted to toss her, I was afraid that this life would be tossed into.

Song Guanzhi looked at the servants who were kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy, and flicked their sleeves.

"When did Gu say you're going to punish her?"

He walked up to Su Yan's side, bent down and pinched her chin.

A smile suddenly appeared, and the long and narrow Danfeng eyes showed ruthlessness.

"The more you don't want to do it, the loneliness is not as good as you want! What? You don't want to be the Crown Princess, but do you want to be Song Chaojiu's Second Prince Concubine?"

Her little face was dazzlingly white, and her skin was extremely tender.

When he squeezed it, it left a red mark.

"From today, let me know that she is the mistress of the Prince's Mansion!"

"Master has to do this?"

Song Guanzhi looked at her calm eyes and smiled little by little.

"In this life, you can only be tied to the loneliness. Don't you swear that you will be loyal to the loneliness in this life? It's better to be loyal to the loneliness in another way, and it's not impossible--"

Zheliu can't wait to plug his ears, can they see and listen to such a prince?

Su Ro's hand touched his face, her movements were gentle, and her lips were lightly opened, "You are so nasty."

The hand was clenched backwards, wrapped in the palm.

Song Guanzhi smiled like a clear breeze, "That's only nasty to you."

After all, he tightened the cloak for her and dropped a sentence, "I'll be waiting for you, if there is a half-point difference, I'll pluck your head!"

Then he strode away.

"laugh--"

Su Yan knew that he was leaving space for her so that she could talk to Zhe Liu well.

It seems to be tough, but in reality, it is retreating step by step.

Seeing his figure disappear, Zhe Liu got up from the ground and said happily: "No words, how are you now?"

She looked at Su Yan up and down, and saw that she was ruddy and recovering very well, so she was relieved.

"No, it's time to call you the Crown Princess."

"It's just a title," Su Yan supported her head, "You can call it whatever you want."