Only One Year Left to Live? Flirting Madly with the Crazy Crown Prince to Survive!

Yan Yuning inexplicably transmigrated into a book, becoming the cannon-fodder second daughter of the Prime Minister’s household. Raised in her maternal grandparents’ home since childhood, she w...

Chapter 272 You know I will be angry, why don't you serve me some food? (1/2)

Staring at Yan Shiyao's red eyes, Qi Qingchen's mind flashed back to the past two days. She also had red eyes and looked at him with tears in her eyes.

You are so pitiful. Please be gentle.

"Royal brother, where is Sister Jiang Jin?" Qi Zhiyuan said in a coquettish voice, "Royal brother, didn't you promise mother that you would accompany Sister Jiang Jin and me to take a boat ride and enjoy the scenery by the water? Let's call Sister Jiang Jin and go quickly."

"Yes." Qi Qingchen let go of Yan Shiyao, looked at Wu An and said calmly, "Go to the mansion to call Concubine Jin."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Yan Shiyao pursed her lips and understood that she would not be able to visit her mother that day.

"You come with me." Qi Qingchen's gaze fell on Yan Shiyao again.

Yan Shiyao was stunned. If she, the former consort of the third prince, went out with him, wouldn't she be pointed at?

If His Majesty the Emperor Qi finds out, won’t Qi Qingchen be punished?

It doesn't matter if he gets scolded, but if he displeases His Majesty the Emperor, how can she let Qi Qingchen ask His Majesty the Emperor to release her mother?

His Majesty the Emperor Qi must be very dissatisfied with her now. Seeing her and Qi Qingchen together, won’t he be furious? ?

"Royal brother!" Qi Zhiyuan stamped her feet, "Mother asked you to accompany Sister-in-law Jiang Jin, not to bring anyone else."

"Can't even bring a maid?" Qi Qingchen raised his eyebrows.

"..." Yan Shiyao took a breath.

Qi Zhiyuan pursed her lips, glared at Yan Shiyao and said sarcastically, "Miss Yan, have you become so destitute? You've even become a maid?"

Qi Qingchen glanced at Qi Zhiyuan leisurely, and said in a playful tone, "Why are you arguing with a maid like her? You are lowering your status as a master in vain."

"..." Qi Zhiyuan twitched his lips and was choked for a moment.

She didn't know if it was her illusion, but she always felt that her brother seemed to be belittling Yan Shiyao for her sake, but in fact he was telling her not to cause trouble for Yan Shiyao, otherwise it would be a lowering of her status.

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On the reddish-brown boat, the boat slowly moved forward. Yan Shiyao stood behind Qi Qingchen. Qi Zhiyuan bent over, put his ear to Jiang Jin's lower abdomen, and said in surprise, "Sister-in-law, he kicked you."

Through the silk clothes, Jiang Jin's bulging belly rose and fell slightly. It was the first time Qi Zhiyuan saw fetal movement. She looked at Qi Qingchen excitedly, "Royal brother, come and take a look."

Sensing that it was unnecessary, Yan Shiyao tilted her head and looked through the wooden window, lowering her eyes to look at the small stones that were clearly visible under the river water.

On the opposite bank, there is a row of quaint buildings with faded green tiles. Under the eaves, small red lanterns are hung neatly, swaying from side to side with the wind.

Reflected in the river water, they look like delicious little persimmons.

Yan Shiyao sniffed, and the smell of water plants was carried by the wind into her nose. This place was much fresher than the Third Prince’s Mansion.

She raised her arm which was suddenly aching. The humid air made the joints between her bones feel cold. Yan Shiyao shook her arm, and the pain became even worse. Even her fingers were stiff and she dared not move.

"Miss Yan, what are you standing there for? Pour the tea." Qi Zhiyuan raised her chin proudly.

Yan Shiyao took a small step forward, picked up the teapot with her right hand, and poured a cup of tea for Qi Zhiyuan with a smiling face, "Master, please."

"Hey, there's also one for my sister-in-law. Do I need to ask for this?" Qi Zhiyuan said coldly when he saw Yan Shiyao wanted to put down the teapot.

Yan Shiyao bit her lip in grievance.

"Come here." Qi Qingchen said with a smile, "She is my maid. You didn't bring any maid with you?"

Jiang Jin's face froze slightly. What does His Highness mean by this?