Stunning at Every Step: Lazy Little Beast Concubine

Yun Yinming secretly clenched his fists, with a dark look in his eyes. He did not answer Luo Qingyu's question, turned around and walked away, and said lightly: "Please accompany me for a while."

Turn, turn the bird! In this ice and snow, I don’t want to walk the bird——

Luo Qingyu took a breath, deliberately staggered his feet, let out a cry, and sat down on the ground.

"What's wrong?" Yun Yinming turned around, came to her side, and squatted down.

Luo Qingyu took a deep breath: "My foot is sprained. I'm sorry, Your Highness, but I can't accompany you to the garden."

Yunyin Ming's eyebrows wrinkled slightly: "My foot is sprained? Which foot? Let me take a look."

He looked eagerly, as if as long as Luo Qingyu said which foot, he would immediately take off his shoes and socks to take a look.

Luo Qingyu's heart skipped a beat when he saw his eager little eyes. He quickly retracted his feet and smiled: "It's okay, it's okay, it's just a little sprained."

It’s a joke, this era was relatively feudal, and women’s small feet were not something that just any man could see.

I don’t know what the prince has in mind. What if he looks at her feet and he has to take responsibility for her?

She didn't dare to sit on the ground anymore and stood up holding on to a rock next to her.

Yun Yinming looked at her, his eyes gradually darkened, like dark clouds covering the moon, and a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes. He stretched out his hand to help her: "Can you still walk?"

Luo Qingyu pursed her lips and smiled, taking a step back to avoid Yun Yinming's palm: "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. I just sprained my tendon, but I can walk."

She deliberately took a few steps back and forth to show that she was fine.

Yun Yinming's eyes flashed slightly: "In that case, I will send you back to the embroidery room."

Did the prince take the wrong medicine today? Why was he so attentive to her? Luo Qingyu's heart rang with alarm bells.

As the saying goes, being courteous for nothing is both a traitor and a thief. What on earth is this prince trying to do?

Luo Qingyu shook his head and refused: "There is no need to work for the prince, the girls are waiting outside."

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, I have to go to the front hall to talk to Ye Xiang and take you back." Yun Yinming couldn't help but hold half of her arm: "Let's go."

He has a strong attitude and cannot be refused.

Luo Qingyu sighed secretly, the prince's cultivation level was much higher than hers, if he had to help her, she really wouldn't be able to get away.

She didn't want to argue with the prince here. In desperation, she smiled and sighed: "Well, the prince is really a filial piety..."

Yun Yinming narrowed his eyes slightly: "What is filial piety?" His tone was cold and a little unkind.

Luo Qingyu was not afraid of death, and said with a smile: "Filial piety, I am my uncle and you are my nephew..."

Yun Yinming's arms froze, and he suddenly let go of his hands as if they were being burned. He glanced at her with a livid face, snorted, and suddenly flew away.

He did not go through the main entrance, but flew up the wall, and in a flash, he was out of sight.

Luo Qingyu covered his mouth and smiled.

Humph, although she is not that big now, she is older than her. No matter how unconvinced that kid is, he can't do anything to her.

He shouldn't play tricks on her again, right?

After all, she is now his elder, how can there be any discussion of relatives across generations?

He is so arrogant, and if he goes back here in disgrace this time, he probably won't come back again. She can also be quiet for a few days.