I'm not good at this green tea princess

Chapter 76 How about pestering him to be your mistress?

Shen Yi's forehead twitched, and suddenly he felt like he had an extra son.

This baby is going to heaven!

Seeing that his eyes were getting darker and darker, Meng Ci felt that something was wrong, so she put on a smirk: "Brother, I'm urgent to pee, I'm going first!"

It ran faster than a monkey, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Turning around a corridor, she stopped and saw that no one was chasing after her, so she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now was really outrageous.

Brother shouldn't settle accounts after autumn, right?
He is not such a stingy person, is he?
should not be...

After Meng Ci disappeared, Shen Yi's face quickly darkened, and he said coldly: "Come out, is the play good?"

Song Ying came out shaking her fan, without the slightest bit of eavesdropping guilt, and smiled like a spring breeze: "It's beautiful, this is the most exciting scene I have seen this year. Brother Shen, don't you get tired of holding your hand like this all the time?" ?”

Shen Yi's face darkened even more.

Meng Ci's snot was stuck to his sleeve, and if he put his hand down, the snot would get on the side of his clothes.

He has always been fond of cleanliness, it is really unbearable!

Song Ying didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement: "Brother Chen is so hypocritical, and Brother Meng cried so sadly just now, I think it's not just on the sleeves, Brother Shen's chest is also stained a lot!"

Shen Yi lowered his eyes and saw that his chest was indeed wet.

His temples throbbed, and he stretched out his other hand and drew out the long sword at his waist.

With a swish, he cut off his sleeve.

Song Ying raised her eyebrows, with a meaningful expression on her face: "Brother Shen, you've broken your sleeves, so ambitious. I really envy Brother Meng and Brother Shen, brotherly love!"

Shen Yi turned his hand holding the long sword slightly, raised his eyebrows and looked at Song Ying: "Does King Ying have no brothers himself, do you want to envy others? I'm not interested in taking another brother!"

For such a troublesome creature as my younger brother, just one is enough to give him a headache!

A look of sadness flashed across Song Ying's eyes, she shook her head and sighed: "That's really a pity!"

Shen Yi didn't bother to talk to him, put the long sword back into his waist, turned around and left.

Song Ying waved her fan gracefully, returned to her flirtatious appearance, and shouted to his back: "Brother Shen, if you still need a younger brother in the future, you must be the first to consider me!"

Naturally, there was no response.

The waiter Xiaojun said in a low voice: "Your Highness, what kind of drama are you singing again!"

"Are you blind, I want to recognize a brother!"

"Your Highness, you have a biological brother!" The eldest princess gave birth to four children in total, two sons and two daughters, the eldest son was the oldest, followed by two daughters, and at the age of 35, she had the youngest son, the King of England.

Song Ying kept shaking her fan, and sighed: "Yes, I also have an elder brother, I almost forgot!"

Xiaojun opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but finally swallowed the words that reached his throat.

When the master was young, he actually had a very good relationship with the young master.

Later, when the young master got married and had a child of his own, he gradually treated the master slowly. After the master was named the king of the county by His Majesty, the rift between the brothers became more and more serious.

Now, face and heart are at odds.

Hey!
Song Ying looked at the direction where Shen Yi and Meng Ci disappeared from a distance, and said to herself: "It's really rare for brothers to be so harmonious in a big family. I don't know if the two of them will still be like this when Brother Shen gets married!"

Xiaojun hehehe three times.

Song Ying didn't know what to think of, and her expression suddenly rose.

He tapped Xiaojun's shoulder with his fan: "Brother Meng is getting more and more interesting, how about I wrap him up and be your mistress?"

Xiaojun? ? ?

"Your Highness, you are joking, Mr. Meng, he, he is a man!"

"Hey! Look at your little brain, does true love still care about gender?" Song Ying waved a fan and called it a coquettish, "Look at my emperor's uncle, isn't he also flying with Yongchang Hou? I see Brother Meng has great potential in this regard."

Xiaojun's scalp became tense, and he quickly looked around, only to heave a sigh of relief when he found that there was no one else.

"Ancestor, please don't say a few words. It's all arranged on His Majesty. You have lived enough, but the servant has not lived enough!"

"Look at how promising you are!" Song Ying snorted, "Be more polite when you see Ah Ci in the future, he will be your future mistress!"

Xiaojun silently rolled his eyes.

His Highness's madness has occurred again, the best way at this time is to ignore it.

Just wait until he gets over it.

But this Mr. Meng is really, a big man holding his elder brother and crying is called a miserable person, and he is not ashamed.

Don't you think pussy chirping?

Anyway, I couldn't do it myself.

Master and servant for many years, Song Ying knew what he was thinking just by looking at him, and snorted lightly: "Xiaojun, if you cry like brother Meng holding a man, you will definitely be beaten to death, you know Why?"

"Why?"

"Because you're too ugly!" Song Ying smiled softly, but her words were twitchy, "Only the good-looking ones are cute when they cry, and the ugly ones who cry just want to be slapped and slapped away. "

Xiaojun! ! ! !
Your Highness, love will disappear, right?

Xiaojun felt wronged: "His Royal Highness, back then you picked a slave out of dozens of people to be your entourage. Wasn't it because the slave was good-looking and suited your eyes? You were the one who got the name Xiaojun!"

Song Ying sighed: "But you are disabled now!"

Crit!

Xiao Junjun is about to doubt his life.

Also suspicious of life is Hu Pai.

Today was the absolute low point of his life.

The confession was rejected, he was kicked several times by Meng Ci, and he was chased by a dog and flew all over the field, and his facial features were dislocated when he fell. In the end, he had to copy the book and beat the board to inform his parents!

If this matter came to grandfather, he didn't know what punishment he would have!
After being beaten twenty times, Hu Pai couldn't stand still, and naturally he couldn't attend class, so he was helped by the attendants into the carriage.

He really couldn't figure out why Meng Ci, who was on the same front as him before, became tit for tat. Everything he suffered today was all thanks to him!
Nan Ge, Meng Ci! ! !
You just wait!

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge!
Nan Ge little bitch, I will get you sooner or later. As for Meng Ci, I will definitely make you pay a hundred times the price.

The carriage went forward along Chaoyang Street, and after a long distance, it suddenly stopped with a sudden brake.

Hu Pai was upset and yelled: "Old Li, have you pissed the cat again? It's sunny and you can't drive a carriage. If you don't want to do it, you can get out. I have someone to take over for you... ..."

"Brother Hu is so angry!"

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, revealing a feminine and handsome face.

"Your Highness, Your Highness?"

The smell of blood in the car was very strong, the man covered his lips with a plain handkerchief, and frowned slightly: "How did brother Hu make such a virtuous behavior, could it be that he was bullied?"

(End of this chapter)