Three days later, Yan Qiu was holding onto a white and clean Bai Juan. He looked at the lady opposite him and asked, "Is this the mandarin duck you embroidered?"
"I can't embroider it," Shi Sheng replied honestly.
"Then what's the use of you staying by my side?" The man seemed to be smiling, but there was no expression on his face that could prove that he was smiling. But at this moment, he gave off the feeling that he was smiling.
Shi Sheng said seriously, "Murder and arson?"
Xuanchen: "…"
Yan Qiu seemed to be amused. The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and the laziness in his eyes became more obvious. He looked like a large pet cat.
A gentle breeze blew through his hair, and the air seemed to be filled with a sense of laziness.
Yan Qiu put Bai Juan down. He wasn't angry. "Get ready. Follow me out later."
Xuanchen: "…" What was His Highness trying to do?
Yan Qiu picked up the Iron Sword on the table and returned it to Shi Sheng. "It's a good sword, but it's too eye-catching."
Shi Sheng took it and coolly drew a sword flower in the air. "Being eye-catching is what it's good at."
It was supposed to be eye-catching.
It didn't have to be buried in the dust or hide its brilliance.
Yan Qiu seemed to have thought of something. He raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was a faint smile on his lips. His golden robe seemed to be glowing, and the surroundings seemed to be brighter.
Shi Sheng tilted his head and looked at him.
Yan Qiu suddenly turned his head and met Shi Sheng's gaze. Shi Sheng couldn't see any warmth in his dark eyes. There was only a sly cold glint in his eyes.
Tsk …
Another difficult person to deal with.
…
When Yan Qiu, the Seventh Prince, came out, he looked like a bully. People didn't even need to look at the logo to know who he was.
Hence, the people on the streets automatically made way for him.
Yan Qiu rested his elbow on the car window and supported his chin. He looked at the quiet streets outside.
The fragrance of the street food was carried by the wind. He suddenly put down his hand and waved. Xuanchen immediately went forward. Yan Qiu frowned. "Let her come over."
Xuanchen: "…" Why do I feel like I'm being despised?
Xuan Chen asked someone to call Shi Sheng over. Shi Sheng walked to the car window and asked, "What's up?"
"Do you see that shop in front?" Yan Qiu's slender finger pointed at a shop not far away. There were people lining up outside the shop and it was very lively.
"What's wrong? Do you want to snatch it?" Shi Sheng glanced at her and then looked away.
Yan Qiu: "…"
He put his hand to his lips and said, "Go inside and buy some golden lotus cake."
"You're a man, why are you eating pastries?"
Yan Qiu's gaze suddenly turned cold, as if to say, "If you don't go, then don't follow me today, and don't even think about following me in the future."
Shi Sheng: "…"
Motherf * cker, you're so arrogant because you're being pampered!
"Give me money." Shi Sheng stretched out his hand. "I'm very poor."
Yan Qiu frowned. "You can't even bear to part with such a small amount of money."
"I'm poor!" Shi Sheng emphasized. This was ancient times, not modern times. Money was not so easy to earn in ancient times, unless she went to the mountains to be a bandit.
Yan Qiu lowered the curtain with a swish.
Shi Sheng: "…"
F * ck, what's wrong with her?
Shi Sheng knocked on the window. "Do you still want to eat??"
"If you don't buy it back today, then don't go back to the residence." The carriage suddenly sped up and sped forward. The people on the street quickly moved out of the way.
Shi Sheng stood rooted to the ground, dumbfounded. After a while, he turned to look at Xuanchen, who had not caught up with them. "Is there something wrong with your Highness?"
Xuanchen glanced at him and said against his conscience, "His Highness is very good."
Although he always felt that there was something wrong with His Highness, he could not say this. He was His Highness's subordinate. Even if His Highness was terminally ill, he could not say that His Highness was ill.
Shi Sheng squeezed into the popular shop, but the shop was already sold out by the few people in front of her. The shop owner asked them to come back tomorrow. Everyone seemed to be used to it and consciously dispersed.
In the end, Shi Sheng bought a portion from someone else at a high price. She did not have much money on her, and she still had to go to the medical hall to change her medicine, so she had to save her money. Now that there was a retard who insisted on spending her money, she was really forced to go up the mountain and become a bandit.
Shi Sheng took the so-called golden lotus rice cake and caught up with Yan Qiu's group.
Before he even got close, he could feel the uneasiness in the air. It was a crossroad. Yan Qiu's carriage was parked at the end of the road. Xuanchen and the others surrounded the carriage in a protective semicircle.
Yan Luan and the others were opposite the carriage.
This was not the main point. The main point was that Yan Luan was being attacked.
Yan Qiu was leaning against the window, watching intently.
Shi Sheng gritted his teeth and passed through the layers of protection. He stuffed the golden lotus rice cake into Yan Qiu's hands. "You predicted that she would be attacked, so you came to watch the show, right?"
Yan Qiu did not answer Shi Sheng. He opened the paper bag and a sweet fragrance immediately wafted out. He pinched a piece and put it in his mouth. The cake was very soft and melted in his mouth.
There were some crumbs on his thin lips. He rolled his tongue and the crumbs were immediately sucked into his mouth. "I found someone to do it. You don't have to calculate."
Shi Sheng: "…"
My wife is amazing.
Shi Sheng looked towards Yan Luan.
The ninth prince and Princess Ning Huan's wedding was in full swing. However, at this critical juncture, assassins came wave after wave.
In just a few days, the ninth prince had encountered no less than five assassination attempts.
Most of these assassins were sent by Jin and Chu. They had started since Ning Huan left Xia. They did not want to see the marriage between Yan and Xia.
Princess Ning Huan's beauty could topple the world. The crown princes of each country all had tender feelings towards beauties. The unlucky one was naturally Yan Luan.
At this moment, even if Yan Qiu found someone to assassinate her, she probably would not know who the assassin was.
Moreover, Yan Qiu did not seem to have any intention of killing her …
Those assassins were only dealing with her, separating her from the others. Soon, there were only assassins around Yan Luan. She did not make a move. Instead, she dodged awkwardly.
Shi Sheng observed for a while and understood the motive of these assassins. They wanted Yan Luan to reveal her identity as a woman in front of everyone.
This was much more useful than spreading any rumors.
Shi Sheng's gaze drifted to the man who was eating the cake.
Yan Qiu seemed to have sensed it. He pinched the last piece of cake and put it in his mouth. His voice seemed to be tainted with the sweetness of the cake. "Do you know the consequences of betraying me?"
After he finished speaking, he turned to look at Shi Sheng. His eyes were as deep as an ancient well. They were calm but sinister.
Shi Sheng's lips twitched. He reached out and brushed the corner of his mouth. "Didn't I say that I won't betray you?"
Her hand brushed the corner of his mouth, bringing a trace of coldness. Yan Qiu's expression suddenly changed. He threw the empty paper bag in his hand at Shi Sheng. He shouted angrily, "Who allowed you to touch me?"
"You didn't dodge." Shi Sheng felt wronged. She was so slow just now. He had a chance to dodge.
Yan Qiu gloomily glared at her. "Go back and copy the Buddhist scriptures. Copy until I'm satisfied."
The curtains were lowered heavily, blocking the people inside.
Shi Sheng: "…"
How could he woo a pretentious and arrogant wife?
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