The only pet cute concubine: the dragon king is domineering and hooking

Chapter 39

Cursing his lips, he sneered coldly, Ye Yunzhe watched Xue Zichen's carriage leave on the street, and snorted coldly: "Hmph, so what if it's unusual? Don't you think that an ugly monster like Lan Yaoyao can Marry my uncle and be the princess of Qi Zhao of Donggan Kingdom?"

"Sixth Prince, this matter... is not impossible." The man in Tsing Yi responded with a chuckle, and his eyes fell on Xue Zichen's carriage, with a hint of interest.

Ye Yunzhe didn't take it seriously, and just sneered lightly at the man in Tsing Yi's answer. He really didn't believe that Lan Yaoyao's ugly face, which couldn't be more ugly, could really win the favor of his uncle, King Qi Zhao. He doesn't think that the ugly Lan Yaoyao would marry his imperial uncle with such a person's favor, so there is a slight chance, or... a slight possibility!

Ye Yunzhe slowly picked up the teacup on the table, and looked away from Xue Zichen's carriage, but at this moment, he was also thinking, what is the relationship between Lan Yaoyao and Xue Zichen, and they... ... how did you meet.

After Xue Zichen got into the carriage with Lan Yaoyao in his arms, he let go of Lan Yaoyao's body and let her sit crookedly.

Lan Yaoyao originally wanted to sit properly, originally wanted to sit steadily, but her body was too weak, and she couldn't sit still, so she swayed from side to side as the carriage swayed.

Lan Yaoyao raised her eyes, and looked at the closed eyes in front of Xue Zichen, who seemed to be recuperating, Lan Yaoyao pursed her lips, and hummed silently.

This guy Xue Zichen, why doesn't he know how to pity and cherish jade at all, seeing how powerless she is now, how can I... help her, right?
How could it be like this, just leave her aside and let her sit crooked like this?
What if she was accidentally knocked somewhere?
Lan Yaoyao slandered secretly, staring at Xue Zichen, a trace of dissatisfaction suddenly appeared.

I don't know if the heavens heard Lan Yaoyao's slander, but in the next second, there was a sudden "bump", causing Lan Yaoyao's head to really... slam into the car wall... .

Lan Yaoyao yelled "Ah" in pain, she was hit so hard that her eyes were filled with stars, tears were about to flow out.

Qiu Ju outside heard the young lady's yelling, and shouted "Miss", and wanted to lift the curtain of the car to see what happened to the young lady behind.

Unexpectedly, before her hand touched the curtain of the car, it was instantly stopped by the wind driving the car beside her.

Liu Feng frowned slightly, gave Qiu Ju a warning look, and said in a clear voice, "Are you looking for death? You dare to lift the curtain of the prince's car?!"

"I...I..." Qiu Ju was startled by Liu Feng's words, but she turned her head and glanced at the carriage behind, with worry in her eyes, "But my lady, she..."

"There's a prince in the car, don't worry!" Liu Feng didn't wait for Qiu Ju to finish speaking, he left the sentence alone, and then focused on driving the car.

Qiu Ju frowned, and stared at the carriage behind for a few moments. Even though she was worried, she didn't dare to think about raising the curtain to check on the situation of the lady behind.

Because of King Qi Zhao, she really didn't dare to provoke...

Inside the carriage, Xue Zichen suddenly opened his eyes. He frowned and glanced at Lan Yaoyao, then stretched out his hands and pulled Lan Yaoyao into his arms.

Lan Yaoyao's head really hurts right now, the pain made her eyes blink, and tears really welled up in her eyes.

She raised her right hand, and slowly touched the place where she was bumped. When she touched the bumped place, there was a bump. She twisted her brows, and a gloomy look immediately appeared between her brows.

No wonder it hurts so much, it turned out that it was bumped into a bag. This bag is not as big as an egg, but it is as big as a quail egg, and there are still some.

Lan Yaoyao slowly put down her hand, because the bump on her head would hurt very painful if she touched it, she didn't want to die, to touch it more...

Xue Zichen looked at Lan Yaoyao's eyes with tears flowing continuously, and saw an inappropriate bag appearing on her head, he lowered his eyes slightly, his cold voice sounded soft, soft Asked her: "Does it hurt?"

Lan Yaoyao raised her eyes, looked at the man who seemed to be walking down from the painting in front of her, and sighed silently, what kind of question is this man asking?
Didn't you see that she was in so much pain that tears flowed out now?Ask her if it hurts?What he asked was really nonsense.

Lan Yaoyao rolled his eyes at him, curled his lips, and snorted: "If the prince wants to know whether it hurts or not, you can try to hit it yourself. If you hit it yourself, you will know whether it hurts or not."

What Lan Yaoyao said was obviously out of anger.

Xue Zichen's cold eyes flickered, he stared at her, his thin lips parted slowly, and said quietly: "If you can talk back to me, it means it's not serious."

Speechless!Hearing what he said, Lan Yaoyao really wanted to spit at him.

She raised her eyes slightly, and looked at him with some displeasure, "My lord, can you be a little sympathetic?"

"Old man?" Xue Zichen narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly when he heard her three words.

Lan Yaoyao saw the dangerous light in his eyes, obviously dissatisfied with her when she called him "old man".

She shrank her neck slightly, pulled the corners of her mouth, and said with a stiff smile: "Isn't it? In our Dungan Kingdom, who doesn't know that our famous King Qi Zhao is already twenty-seven this year , a person in his twenties, in front of a girl like me who is only 15 years old, is he not an old man or something?"

After Lan Yaoyao finished speaking, she grabbed the clothes on his arms with both hands and held them tightly.

Because she was afraid of him, and angry at what she said, she threw her out of the car.

Lan Yaoyao blinked and blinked, looked at him for a moment, and then looked at him with a "pitiful" look. Well, she really did something wrong by showing off her quick tongue. It's really wrong, at this time, to talk to him quickly.

Xue Zichen saw her looking at him pitifully, and saw her tightly clutching his clothes as if she was afraid of being abandoned, a trace of emotion flashed imperceptibly in his eyes, and his phoenix eyes gave her a deep look, Then he freed a hand to touch her head.

Lan Yaoyao watched his movements, stared, raised her voice slightly, and immediately said: "My lord, what are you going to do? Don't, don't, my place hurts, it really hurts, it's so painful that I can't touch it. "

Lan Yaoyao had no doubts about him, and felt that his actions were meant to touch her head, the bag on her head.

Xue Zichen didn't stop his movements because of Lan Yaoyao's voice, he frowned slightly, and hugged her struggling body tightly, the voice overflowing from his thin lips seemed to be coaxing, slowly said : "It will be fine if I touch it."

(End of this chapter)