The official I raised has become a fine

Chapter 391
Wait a minute, male voice? !
Song Zhiying opened her eyes in panic, and when she looked up, she happened to meet a pair of peach blossom eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"Fu Junyao?" Song Zhiying stuttered in fright.

She looked to the side again, only to see that Qing Zhi was looking at her helplessly, apparently being threatened by that fellow Fuguier.

"Why doesn't the princess call me by my nickname? Fu Guier, right? How nice it sounds." Jun Yao looked at her calmly.

He said it nicely, but Song Zhiying could tell that what he said was ironic.

She laughed awkwardly, "It's not a nickname, it's a nickname, a nickname."

"Oh? Nickname, it's a great honor for the minister to get the nickname of the princess." Jun Yao smiled and squatted down, parallel to her eyes.

Jun Yao smiled very gently, but Song Zhiying felt inexplicably panicked, and couldn't tell whether he was telling the truth or the irony.

"Which one of us is with whom? You're welcome, you're welcome." Song Zhiying said with a dry laugh.

Jun Yao looked at her helplessly.

"However, why are you here? Could it be that my imperial brother allowed you to get in my carriage?" Song Zhiying asked curiously.

"How is it possible?" Jun Yao said with a chuckle.

Song Zhiying:?

How is it possible for Jun Yao to say this, but he is too confident, so he still sneaked up?

"It's not like you don't know your emperor's temper. You are more guarded against me than anything else." Jun Yao explained.

"Then when you were in the palace, why did you ask my brother specifically? Since you know that he will never agree, isn't that unnecessary?" Song Zhiying was a little puzzled.

"It's called courtesy before soldiers. No matter what, I informed him in advance, so that I won't pass your emperor brother when I get into your carriage." Jun Yao said the fallacy very confidently.

Seeing his extraordinarily reasonable appearance, Song Zhiying was almost misled by his statement.

"But this..." Song Zhiying is now in a daze, and her mind is not working well, so although she feels something is wrong, she can't tell what is wrong for a while.

"In short, I just came up successfully. I guessed that you would be uncomfortable, so I came to take care of you. How is it, is the princess moved?" Jun Yao asked.

Song Zhiying expressed that she did not dare to move, did not dare to move.

"I pressed you for a while just now, isn't it much more comfortable? Your small-bellied imperial brother still refuses to let me ride in the same car with you. If I didn't sneak up, you will have to bear it until how long. "Although Jun Yao said with some scolding tone, he was actually full of distress.

"After all, with so many people, it would be too embarrassing to delay everyone's affairs because of me." Song Zhiying explained.

"But you are a princess, you are Princess Zhaole, you have this power." Jun Yao felt sorry for her sensibleness.

"Maybe I haven't fully gotten used to this identity yet." Song Zhiying smiled at Jun Yao.

Her way of thinking still maintains a modern way of thinking, which must not be changed in a short while, and in modern social etiquette, it is very important not to cause trouble to others, so Song Zhiying also pays great attention to this point.

The main reason is that if it brings trouble to others, she will also feel a burden in her heart.

Jun Yao sighed helplessly and shook his head.

(End of this chapter)