The sixteenth little prince "Do you dare to hit me?"

Clutching his nose and taking several steps back, the joy in the eyes of the beautiful boy froze, and the pretty little face was also covered with frost.Immediately, a thick icy air burst out from his whole body, making people shiver uncontrollably.

If it was someone else, I'm afraid they would have been frightened to death.But unfortunately, what he is facing now is Yan Yiyou.Moreover, it was Yan Yiyou who was already on fire.

The anger in her heart melted away the oncoming chill, and Yan Yiyou also turned cold: "It was you who hit me!"

"Presumptuous!" Gritting his teeth, the beautiful boy shouted, "Do you know who I am?"

"I don't know, and I don't want to know." Yan Yiyou snorted softly.

"you!"

"What me? I haven't talked about you yet!" Yan Yiyou hummed, walked up to him, and suddenly grabbed his ear.

The beautiful boy was startled, and subconsciously clapped her hand.Yan Yiyou was already prepared, she pushed his hand away first, and then lifted her right hand up!

"Ah—let go!" Hearing the gasp, the beautiful boy squinted and shouted.

Sure enough, he is a well-educated young master, even at this time, his expression only changed, not to the point of panic.

Seeing him like this, Yan Yiyou panicked even more angrily, and couldn't help twisting her wrist——

"what!"

The severe pain was transmitted to the depths of the heart through the ears, and finally, the beautiful boy screamed, most of the blood on his face faded, but the look of resentment in his eyes deepened.

Seeing this, Yan Yiyou finally felt better, so she kindly let go of him and clapped her hands: "This is the price you pay for framing me."

"Framed?" Hearing this, the beautiful boy rubbed his ears and hummed, "If I really want to frame you, how can I give you that kind of medicine? I'll kill you with a croton—oh!"

Before he could finish speaking, he got kicked on the stomach again.Ben couldn't stand still, so he took a few steps back and sat down on the ground with a plop.

"Yan Yiyou!"

Angry at last, the beautiful boy raised his head and yelled, but a layer of mist appeared in his eyes as bright as stars.

Yan Yiyou's face darkened. "What's your name? Is it amazing to know my name?"

"Yes, I'm amazing, you're amazing, you know who I am, but you still dare to beat and scold me, you're amazing!" Punching hard on the ground, he suddenly stood up again, "I'll fight you!" !"

Fight it!

Yan Yiyou stepped aside, grabbed his arm, and pressed hard! "How do I know your identity? Is your identity very high?"

He was still struggling at first, but upon hearing this, the beautiful boy suddenly stopped struggling and looked back at her instead.He just stared straight at him without moving.

Suddenly panicked, Yan Yiyou turned her eyes away. "What are you looking at? If you have something to say, just tell me who your surname is, and report it honestly!"

"Zhong, Sun, Yu, Yan." Gritting his teeth, the beautiful boy said word by word.

Yan Yiyou was taken aback. "Zhongsun Yuyan? I haven't heard of it."

The last trace of blood on the beautiful boy's face also disappeared. "Yan, Yi, You!"

"Sixteen princes! Sixteen princes!"

As soon as the words were finished, a little girl dressed as a maid hurriedly ran over: "Why did you come here? The master and madam are looking for you everywhere——Hey, Miss Biao, you too where?"

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