Just as the system was waiting for Yin Yingying to change her mind, the male favorite who had finished drinking made a move.
The male favorite, who was originally a bit restrained, suddenly seemed to have drunk "fake wine", his eyebrows and eyes were like silk, and his voice had a little magnetism:
"Your Highness~"
The male favorite stretched out his hand tentatively and placed it on the hem of Yin Yingying's clothes.
Then, he slowly climbed up again, and finally, he leaned on Yin Yingying's shoulder with his other hand, and supported himself on the table beside him. Using the force, he straightened his back slightly, wanting to kiss Yin Yingying on the lips.
He wanted to please the person in front of him in this way.
The distance between the two people is getting closer and closer.
The system has gone completely crazy.
But Yin Yingying laughed.
Yin Yingying's laughter eased the male favorite's nervousness and even made him feel that it was His Highness encouraging him.
The male favorite's mouth corners slightly raised, and he stepped back with a bit of deliberate shyness.
He was able to act out his lust very well.
He said, how could someone really bring him back just to watch him dance.
As long as he seizes this opportunity and wins the favor of the person in front of him, he won't have to live in fear like before.
Yin Yingying's hand naturally fell on the male favorite's wrist.
The warm touch makes the male favorite's heart beat faster.
As for those who were kneeling below, their back teeth were almost broken when they caught a glimpse of this scene.
But before the male favorite could deepen his smile, Yin Yingying suddenly grabbed his wrist with force and threw him out.
The male favorite, who had some strength, was like a chicken in Yin Yingying's hands. When he was thrown to the ground, he rolled uncontrollably for several times.
"You've been with me for three months, so don't tell me my rules. You don't know them."
There was no trace of the cheerful expression on Yin Yingying's face at this moment.
The male favorite realized that Yin Yingying was angry, so he didn't hesitate and knelt on the ground again: "Your Highness, please spare me, Your Highness, please spare me..."
Yin Yingying stood up and walked towards the male favorite. She grabbed the man's chin with her fingers and said with disdain:
"The only thing that catches my eye is your dancing. If you want to please someone with your beauty..."
Yin Yingying loosened her grip, stood up, and looked coldly at the prostrate male lover: "Then get out of here and go back to your house as soon as possible."
How could the male favorite be willing to do that after finally coming out of the "devil's den"?
He just kept kowtowing and begging for mercy.
Yin Yingying has never lacked material possessions, and no demon servant would dare to treat her food, clothing, and other expenses badly.
But these male favorites are different.
If Yin Yingying is unwilling to continue supporting them, they can only go back to their old job.
It’s just that their customers all want to do practical things, and there are very few who, like Yin Yingying, ask them to perform such elegant actions.
Yin Yingying sneered, waved her hand, and walked towards the inner hall behind her.
[Does the host regret it? ]
[The hero is injured now, so it's a good time to approach him. ]
Seeing Yin Yingying drive away the male lover, the system's fighting spirit was rekindled.
But Yin Yingying had no intention of paying any attention to the system.
She had no interest in the male protagonist mentioned by the system. She just looked at him and had no intention of flirting with him.
It even awakened her feelings of respect and dislike for the Master.
Looking at the various data in front of him, he glanced at the host lying on the bed with no anxious look on his face.
System: She is unkind, so don’t blame it for being unjust.
…
For three whole days, Ning Wan did not look for Chen Jingze again, just as she said.
Her daily routine was quite regular. She would get up in the morning and burn incense in the temple, then return to her room to read storybooks.
Ning Wan had no intention of going down the mountain to play.
It takes half a day just to climb up and down.
It would be a pity not to spend your best years.
The windows in Chu Si's side room were closed tightly.
Shen Jingze's coughing became more and more severe, with no sign of improvement.
Chu Si stood at the door, holding a bowl of medicine in his hand. He waited until Shen Jingze's breathing stabilized before walking in.
Looking at the pale face of Shen Jingze, Chu Si felt that his reputation might be ruined by those few golden leaves.
Shen Jingze, who was leaning on the bed rail, didn't say much. He just took the medicine bowl from Chu Si's hand and drank the medicine very cooperatively.
Looking at Shen Jingze drinking medicine, Chu Si sighed in his heart.
You say he is afraid of death, but he looks indifferent and doesn't even ask a single question even when he coughs like that.
They said he was not afraid of death, and he cooperated very well in taking medicine and receiving acupuncture.
Chu Si looked at the bowl, which was as clean as the previous two days, but he couldn't help but feel confused.
Although he couldn't cure Shen Jingze, his condition shouldn't be as bad as it is now.
He took the bowl from Shen Jingze's hand.
It seems that I have to try other medicines.
Chu Si: "Have a good rest and don't think too much."
Before the last day, Chu Si instinctively didn't want to give up.
Looking at the overly obedient Shen Jingze, Chu Si pointed to the shelf beside him and said, "There are some medical books over there. If you don't mind, take a look."
Chu Si didn't say much, turned around and walked out again, intending to change a new treatment plan for Shen Jingze.
Shen Jingze nodded, took out a few more gold leaves, and was about to hand them over to Chu Si.
But Chu Si just waved his hand this time: "Forget it, what you gave me before is enough."
Chu Si struggled to move his gaze away from the gold leaves.
If he couldn't even save his life, how could he have the nerve to accept the golden leaf?
That night.
There was a knock on the palace gate.
One sound after another, sometimes urgent, sometimes slow.
It is particularly clear in the quiet night.
[Host, please cheer up. This is a great opportunity to improve the male protagonist's favorability.]
Yin Yingying was speechless. She sat at the entrance of the palace, leaning against the gate without any restraint. She slightly bent the index and middle fingers of her right hand, knocking on the door, and looked at the "weed" in her palm.
Being able to bring a person back to life should be extremely precious.
Unfortunately, this kind of grass is not a rare thing for people in the demon world.
Wherever there is grass, there will be a random plant like this.
But they are immortal to begin with, so they naturally don't care about these herbs. If they really reach the point where they must die, this medicine will not be able to cure them.
[The host should tell the male protagonist how precious and rare this medicine is. It would be best if he could injure himself a little...]
"Shut up, it's good enough that you can deliver it. Why don't you try to nag again?"
Yin Yingying became annoyed when she heard the system's voice and felt like killing again.
I just don't know what this thing is doing, but it actually dares to give her some weird task.
If you don't complete it, you will suffer excruciating pain.
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