Ma'am, your vest fell off again

Chapter 14

Li Junhao's eyes flickered slightly.Sure enough, he still thought too much, a beast is a beast, how could he understand human language?
But since he is not psychic, why must he be led here?
"My lord, why are you here?"

Just as she was thinking, Yujin's choked up voice sounded from behind.Li Junhao turned his head to look, a look of displeasure appeared on his stern face, "It's so late, why are you here?"

"Going back to the lord, I miss Chuntao a little bit, so I came here specially to have a look."

Li Junhao snorted coldly, "You can't come back to life after death, you should mourn."

Yujin sobbed a few times, with big tears rolling down from her eyes, "Since entering the palace, only Chuntao has been by my side, now that she is gone, the concubine, the concubine is really..."

"What the princess said, is she blaming me for neglecting you?" Li Junhao's voice was low, unable to detect any emotion.

Yujin's complexion changed, and she quickly knelt down, "I don't mean that, my lord, you are my husband, but, but in the past few years, you have never been in my room, even between husband and wife... My lord, forgive me for asking too much, is there something I did not do well enough to make you angry?"

"Princess is worrying too much. This king has never felt that you have anything wrong."

Facing Yujin who was crying with pear blossoms and rain, Li Junhao still looked as if he could not get enough money, and Fu Xuanrong who was watching beside him couldn't help but smacked the peacock's tongue.

This man looks normal, but when he is facing a woman, he is like a saint, so don't hold back?
Thinking of this possibility, Fu Xuanrong couldn't help but want to laugh, Li Junhao seemed to sense the wretched gaze emanating from the pair of black beans behind him, and turned his head to cast a cold glance.

"Hey!"

With a cry, Fu Xuanrong hurriedly continued to peck the ground and pretended to be dead.

Seeing that Li Junhao didn't even look at her, Yujin was quite interested in this damn pheasant, and was so angry that she almost burned it to ashes.

"My lord, what is so special about this pheasant? So that you have to take it with you when you go out at night? Could it be that my concubine is not as good as it in your eyes?"

Li Junhao smiled contemptuously, "Princess really is getting better and better, she actually compares herself with a beast."

Yujin bit her lower lip sadly, "My lord, that's not what I meant by being a concubine."

"What do you mean, this king is not interested, it's getting late, you should go back and rest."

"My lord, this place is very close to my concubine's residence, why not you..."

Yujin was still making the final struggle, but before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Li Junhao, "I'm tired, so I'll go back first, and I'll talk about it tomorrow if I have anything to say."

Grabbing the peacock that was still pretending to be dead on the ground, Li Junhao flicked his sleeves and disappeared into the night in a moment.

Fu Xuanrong lost a few of her feathers when she was caught, but now she is completely at the mercy of others, so she dare not struggle even if she is itching with hatred.

Finally, when they got back to the courtyard, Li Junhao casually threw Fu Xuanrong into the house, "You'd better be quiet at night, otherwise, my king doesn't mind having another tonic soup on the table tomorrow."

"..." Nasty and domineering impotent man, I wish you a life of impotence, aunt!

Curled up in the corner, Fu Xuanrong slept soundly all night, until the first cock crow sounded in the distance, she quickly opened her eyes as if she had been injected with chicken blood.

He touched his cheek to make sure that the veil was still there, and he was relieved.

She didn't want to scare Li Junhao to death early in the morning.

Waiting patiently until the man on the bed woke up, Fu Xuanrong deliberately pretended to wait for a long time, and respectfully said: "My lord, you are awake, and this servant will take care of you to wash up."

Perhaps because he had just woken up, Li Junhao's face was less stern and more dazed.The clothes on the chest are messy, revealing the collarbone like white jade, and the hair is full of black hair scattered on the feather pillow.

The scene of this beautiful man lying on the couch successfully made some yellow waste appear in Fu Xuanrong's mind.

With such a magnificent face, it's no wonder that woman Yujin loves him like crazy.

Finally fully awake, Li Junhao looked at Fu Xuanrong in front of him, his pretty eyebrows could not help but wrinkled, "Aren't you supposed to be in the prime minister's mansion? Why are you here?"

Fu Xuanrong smiled obsequiously, and made an excuse at random, "My lord, the servants are probably used to living in poverty, and they suddenly asked me to go back to be Miss Qianjin, and I feel uncomfortable all over."

After saying this, she wished she could slap herself a few times.

Look, is this speaking human words?How low must a person be to seek abuse like this?
Sure enough, when Li Junhao heard the words, there was also a mocking expression on his face, "Miss Fu, since you like staying in this king's mansion so much, why don't I go to the Prime Minister's mansion today and talk to your father?"

"No, no, no need to bother you, my lord. When I get used to living in the prime minister's mansion, I will definitely not bother you again."

[System]: Li Junhao's favorability -10.

Fuck, why is it -10?Could it be that there is a bug in the system?
"Fu Xuanrong, is it possible that Prince Li's Mansion of Prince Li is a vegetable market in your eyes? Come and leave whenever you want?"

"My lord's words are just a little girl. In the eyes of Xuanrong, Prince Li's Mansion is definitely a good place that is rare in the sky and on earth, especially when you are such a majestic and gentlemanly lord. How can I say that?" Willing to leave."

[System]: Li Junhao's favorability +10.

The corner of Fu Xuanrong's mouth twitched, and she sighed from the bottom of her heart that this Li Junhao was definitely narcissistic to a certain extent, and he actually liked hearing people praise him so much.

With a cold snort, Li Junhao lifted the quilt and got out of bed, "Dress the king."

"Yes."

With the experience of the last time, Fu Xuanrong did not do such a stupid act of giving him a loving hug again.

It's just that ancient clothes are too cumbersome, especially those worn by the prince. She struggled for a long time but failed to help Li Junhao put them on.

Li Junhao's face was getting darker and blacker, almost dripping ink. Before Fu Xuanrong had time to extend his claws to some indescribable part of him, he quickly grabbed his shirt and took a few steps back.

"Fu Xuanrong, did you do it on purpose!"

The man's voice seemed to be squeezed out from between the teeth, but a certain woman put on an innocent and pure face, "My lord, what are you talking about? Why can't the little girl understand?"

"...Get out if you don't understand!" He finally understood that he must not be alone with this damned woman for too long, otherwise he would be angry and lose a few years of his life.

Fu Xuanrong pouted unceasingly, "My lord, in fact, I came today to report something."

Li Junhao put on the last shirt, his face was so cold that it was almost icicles, "Say."

"When I came to the palace last night, I found that the princess was standing at the place where Chuntao fell into the lake. She looked very strange. Do you think she is the murderer who killed Chuntao?"

(End of this chapter)