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 was a...

Chapter 62: Your Highness, what is Your Highness? Hurry up and leave (1/2)

"Feng Xiaoxiao, how can we bring Shiyao to Xuanzhao without moving the city or a single soldier?"

If he asked for it rashly, Emperor Qi would inevitably think that Shiyao was a treasure and used it to extort benefits from Xuanzhao.

"Your Majesty, isn't Miss Yan's identity the best excuse?" Feng Xixi handed over a cup of tea.

King Xuan pondered and said, "Not appropriate. When Shiyao's mother came, she brought all the ministers together to lead me into the game. Before her death, she forced me to say that I would not let Shiyao enter the harem. If I reveal Shiyao's identity, how can she marry Yu'er?"

Feng Yuyu bowed his head slightly and said, "Your Majesty, why not destroy Qi Lan in one fell swoop and unify the two countries?"

King Xuan glanced at him leisurely.

Although Qi Lan is not as strong as Xuan Zhao, if the two countries go to war, Xuan Zhao is not completely sure.

Feng Xixi lowered his head hurriedly, "Your Majesty, I have spoken out of turn."

When the carriage arrived at the Prince's Mansion, night had already fallen.

Yan Yuning got off the carriage, yawned lazily, and asked softly, "When are you going to go find my sister?"

They also had to go together to deliver a letter to Nan Chu's parents.

Xuan Yanyu's voice sank. "Do you know who ordered those two beggars to bring you here, Xuan Zhao?"

Yan Yuning pursed her lips. She was just her elder sister. She wanted to send Ranran away, but she couldn't explain it clearly and took her away with her.

Stupid, Yan Yuning's eyelids jumped. The envelope from Nan Chu's parents was with her elder sister. Her elder sister wouldn't go and deliver it herself, right?

Just go by yourself, I don't think anything will happen.

"It's your sister." The man spoke calmly.

Yan Yuning let out an exaggerated “Ah?”

Xuan Yanyu said righteously, "Yan Yuning, there is not a single good person in the Prime Minister's Mansion, so you stay in Xuanzhao."

Yan Yuning rolled her eyes in her heart. She shouldn’t look like a fool, right?

"Did you hear that?" The man raised his eyebrow.

Yan Yuning changed the subject, "Xuan Yanyu, which bedroom do I stay in tonight?"

She didn't want to talk to him about whether to stay in Xuanzhao or not.

Xuan Yanyu pulled the corner of his mouth wickedly, "Where do you live? You will be on guard for the palace every night."

Wouldn't it be better to stay in Xuanzhao?

Yan Yuning raised her eyebrows and smiled brightly, "Xuan Yanyu, lower your head, I want to strangle you to death!"

He was too tall, and she couldn't reach him without lowering her head. Look how thoughtful she was, she even informed him in advance.

Xuan Yanyu raised his eyelids and laughed, "Oh? You want to strangle me to death? Do I have to lower my head and let you strangle me?"

"According to Xuanzhao law, anyone who harms His Royal Highness the Crown Prince should be beheaded." Ye Jian said slowly.

Yan Yuning: “…”

"Live in the bedroom next to mine." Xuan Yanyu patted her head and stopped teasing her.

Yan Yuning took his hand away, turned around and ran into the Prince's Mansion. As soon as she reached the door, she was thrown into the arms of a woman who exuded a strong fragrance.

Yan Yuning had no time to dodge and was knocked to the ground, and the woman in his arms also fell to the ground.

"My Lord...My Lord...Who are you?" The woman raised her head and said in a proud tone, "Which mansion are you from?"

Could it be that he was also taking advantage of the Crown Prince's return home on the day to block him?

Yan Yuning pushed her away, pinched her nose and shouted, "Xuan Yanyu!"

Xuan Yanyu took a few steps forward, helped her up from the ground, frowned and asked, "Are you hurt?"

Yan Yuning pulled his sleeve and covered her nose with her hands. Her little face turned red and it really choked her nose.

She felt her body was covered with a strong fragrance.

"Your humble servant, Mu Xue, daughter of the Minister of Revenue, pays respect to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." Mu Xue bowed in greeting.

"It's getting late, Miss Mu, why are you in the Prince's Mansion?" Ye Jian had a standard smile on his face.

Mu Xue bit her lip and timidly looked up at Xuan Yanyu, "I heard that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will be returning home today..."