【Yandere, super sweet and doting, one-on-one】
#The arrogant young man's eyes are filled with hostility: "You can only like me alone."#
#The yandere prince's gaze is ...
Then, the maid said...
"That male concubine named Ji Yu came from a brothel."
Such a lowly person, spending every day with the Marquis, would inevitably pick up some of his bad habits.
After saying that, Ke Yu's expression tightened.
Then, the maidservant said...
"Young Master Ke Yu, I don't mean for you to do flattering or fawning things, but rather to guide the Marquis onto the right path."
If Ji Yu were from a respectable family like you, that would be fine.
Given his status, if outsiders were to find out that the young marquis had been bewitched by a male official from a brothel, it would be a serious matter.
"I'm afraid the Marquis's mansion will lose all face."
This maidservant is really sharp-tongued.
Each sentence, spoken one by one, makes one feel that... it makes a lot of sense.
Clearly, Ke Yu's conflicted expression gradually calmed down, indicating that he had been persuaded.
Then, the maid explained
"Young master, the young marquis will be back soon. Please turn your back."
Ke Yu lowered his head, the scene of Su Yan standing and bowing her head to kiss Ji Yu flashing through his mind that day.
Her cheeks began to flush.
He turned his back, his hand gripping the teacup tightly.
Then, the maid heard a sound coming from outside the courtyard.
The maid stepped down from the pavilion and walked towards the entrance.
The person who walked in was Su Yan.
The maidservant quickly bowed.
"My lord, the young master is waiting for you in the pavilion."
Su Yan glanced towards the pavilion subconsciously.
I saw a person dressed in white, with their back to me, looking at something.
As a long-standing habit, Su Yan was used to Ji Yu waiting for her in the pavilion every time she returned.
Without thinking much about it, I walked in that direction.
She walked up to the pavilion, picked up a pastry from the table, and looked puzzled.
"What are you looking at?"
As he spoke, he shifted his gaze from the pastries to 'Ji Yu'.
But upon closer inspection, Su Yan stopped eating the cake she was about to put in her mouth.
My body jerked for a moment.
Even from just a glimpse of his back, I could still tell.
This person is not Ji Yu.
She blinked and glanced around.
Ke Yu turned around, her face still flushed.
"No, I didn't see anything."
After saying that, Ke Yu handed over the teacup in his hand.
"My lord, please have some tea."
Su Yan neither answered nor went to answer it.
Without even taking a bite of the snack in his hand, he put it back on the plate on the table.
She asked
Where is Ji Yu?
Ke Yu was a little nervous and stammered as she spoke.
"I don't know."
Su Yan glanced at him, then lowered her head and took out a strawberry milk candy from her pocket.
She doesn't seem to have eaten this in a long time.
They eat very little in this dimension.
Thinking this, I peeled off the oil paper from the candy and put the tender, white candy into my mouth.
A strawberry milk flavor filled my cavity.
Since Su's father had almost fully recovered, he asked Su Yan to spar with him for a few rounds today.
There was still sweat on her forehead.
Ke Yu took out a clean white handkerchief from her bosom.
Hand it over
"You've gone to so much trouble, my lord. Please wipe yourself down."
Su Yan glanced at Ke Yu and shook her head.
"Need not."
As soon as she finished speaking, Ke Yu froze.
The moment he turned around, the Marquis seemed like a completely different person.
I don't eat anything, and I don't use anything.
This is completely different from what I've seen before.
Yes, is there a problem?
Just then, a sound came from the courtyard gate.
Then Ji Yu walked in.
She was carrying Qin Zhai's pastries in her hand.
He stood there, sweat beading on his forehead, dressed in the same white clothes.
His gaze was fixed on the two people in the pavilion.
Su Yan stood there, seemingly talking to that person.
Ji Yu's eyes were dark, and he stared at that spot for a long time.
Not moving at all.