Eighth Ye's Savage Concubine

Chapter 168 Unclear Attitude
"She is indeed suspicious, but I don't want to tear myself apart with her, with the Zhenyuan Hou Mansion."

"My lord is right to do this. The current attitude of Zhenyuanhou is still a mystery, and he only has two daughters, An Yi and Anran, under his knees. If we tear up our face with Anyi, we will undoubtedly push Zhenyuanhou to Liang King, let him take one step closer to the throne."

Yuan Hua's words, every word and every sentence, are on the point.

Bai Jinchu lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, but his face became more and more ugly.

"Let's not talk about her anymore." Bai Jinchu shook his head, looked up at Yuan Hua: "Princess, come out for a walk with me."

"it is good."

Yuan Hua responded, came behind Bai Jinchu, and pushed him out of the study.

Everything that happened in the past few days was aimed at them.

Their emotions have been suppressed for too long, and they really should go out and walk around more to relax.

……

In the palace garden, the autumn wind is cool.

The original blooming lotus has disappeared, and the lotus leaves have also begun to turn yellow.

Occasionally, one or two dragonflies fly by and stop on the lotus leaves.

On the pond, build this octagonal pavilion.

Nangong Yiran was sitting on the gazebo, a servant came to him with a chicken in his hand, "Little Prince, this is the chicken you want."

"Well, give it to me."

Raising his hand, Nangong Yiran wanted to take the rooster over.

The servant lowered his eyes and hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said: "My lord, or else the villain will kill it for you, and drink the stewed chicken soup."

"What kind of stew, I just want to borrow its chicken feathers." Nangong Yiran urged after glancing at the servant: "Quickly, quickly, pass it to this king."

Seeing that Nangong Yiran insisted, the servant couldn't say anything more.

He bowed slightly, and handed the cock in his hand to Nangong Yizhun.

"Giggle..."

Taking the rooster from the servant's hand, the rooster screamed a few times in surprise.

Nangong raised the corner of his mouth, looked at the servant and said: "You go down first."

"promise."

Jia Dingfu saluted, turned and left.

He had just left, and An Ran, who was sitting by the side, looked at the person and chicken in front of him, and couldn't help frowning: "You... what are you doing?"

"Don't ask so many questions, help me pluck my hair!"

"Pull... pluck?" An Ran looked at Nangong Yiran incredulously: "You asked me to help you pluck the hair, I am the little princess in Tangtang Zhenyuanhou's Mansion."

"I'm still the prince."

"you……"

"Don't dawdle, pull it out quickly."

"Why didn't you let the servant pull it out just now?" Looking down at the rooster held in Nangong Yiran's arms, An Ran's brows frowned even tighter, and her eyes were full of disgust: "Anyway, I won't pull it out, but I will pull you up." Pull it out yourself."

Arms crossed her chest, An Ran remained unmoved.

Seeing her sitting there motionless, Nangong Yiran squinted at her: "Really?"

"If you say you can't pull it out, you won't pull it out."

"The king pulls it out himself."

With the corner of his mouth slightly raised, Nangong Yiran slowly let go of one hand.

The rooster in his arms felt that the opportunity was coming, and kept flapping its wings: "cluck cluck..."

Nangong Yiran pretended that he couldn't subdue it, and threw the rooster in his arms to An Ran's body.

"Cluck..." The rooster was startled, and landed on An Ran's body, thumping non-stop.

"Ah!" An Ran was frightened by the sudden change and screamed, and hurriedly stood up: "Nangong Yizhuo!"

"Hahaha, you are too timid, you are afraid of even a chicken."

(End of this chapter)