Chapter 213 Don’t be angry
Outside the palace
"Master Qingfeng, the prince just sent the steward to invite the young prince to the front hall." Ruxue bowed slightly and spoke softly. She couldn't help but wonder when the young prince would be able to get up. If this continued, what would happen if the prince got angry?
"Yeah." Qingfeng responded with a calm expression, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.
Ruxue wondered if Qingfeng knew why her master hadn't gotten up yet. Would he barge in like that silly girl, Ruying? Thinking of this, she couldn't help but worry about the guard leader.
The kind-hearted Miss Ruxue wanted to give Qingfeng some hints, but when the words came to her lips, she felt embarrassed to say them out loud. Her pretty face was full of confusion and her brows were slightly wrinkled.
"Hmm? Is there anything else?" Qingfeng noticed Ruxue's hesitant expression and asked with a slightly raised eyebrow.
"Ah? No, the water is cold. I'll go change it." Ruxue was immediately panicked when Qingfeng asked her this. She blushed and hurriedly picked up the copper basin and ran away with a red face.
"Commander, why is this girl blushing when talking to you? Is she interested in you?" Wen Zhuo, the guard next to Qingfeng, joked with a sly smile on his face.
"Nonsense!" Qingfeng's face darkened and he scolded harshly.
"Hehe, little girl, you're really unworldly. I'm sorry." Wen Zhuo didn't care, still laughing heartily. They were all the young prince's secret guards, so they naturally knew more than those maids who didn't know martial arts.
They were no strangers to the person on the young prince's bed. Ye Qingyu and Qing Yi would avoid the maids around them, but they would turn a blind eye to these secret guards, as they couldn't avoid them anyway.
"You! What nonsense are you talking about!" Qingfeng glared at the talkative Wen Zhuo. This kid had a smooth talker. If he wasn't smart, he would have been kicked out of the Dark Guard Camp long ago.
"Hey, I'm sorry for being too talkative, Commander, please don't get angry." Wen Zhuo apologized with a smile, then leaned forward and said in a low voice, "Commander, if you don't wake the master up, the prince will be angry soon, right?"
"..." Qingfeng glanced at the boy and said unhappily, "Go and call!"
"Ah? Commander, are you kidding me? I won't do that! I'll be struck by lightning if I disturb someone else's good deeds!" Wen Zhuo shook his head quickly.
"Then shut up!" Qingfeng scolded.
"Oh!" Wen Zhuo responded, but he was thinking in his heart: Qing Yi is a young boy, but he is very capable. The master is such a great man, but he actually captured his heart. Alas!
Inside the palace
"Xiao Ye, don't be angry, I was wrong!" Qing Yi finally stopped, feeling satisfied. But when he saw Ye Qingyu's gloomy face, frowning brows, and a look of uncertainty, his heart suddenly tightened. Although he had forced Xiao Ye a little bit just now, it had come to that point. The arrow was on the string and had to be shot. Was he going to hold it back?
"..." Ye Qingyu ignored this shameless guy and sat up on his own, his eyes revealing dissatisfaction, and he straightened his messy clothes.
"Xiao Ye, I know I was wrong. You also know that we haven't had sex for a month... I have been like a monk for a month. How could I bear it?" Qing Yi defended himself, his eyes full of grievance.
"..." Ye Qingyu remained silent, only giving Qingyi a cold look, her eyes seemingly saying, "You still think you're right?"
"Xiao Ye, I'll listen to you next time, okay? Don't be angry!" Qing Yi grabbed Ye Qingyu's arm, preventing him from getting off the bed.
"Let go!" Ye Qingyu said coldly, indeed with a hint of anger. This kid has no restraint at all, extremely rude and domineering, it's really shameful!
"No, you won't let go until you stop being angry!" Qing Yi said shamelessly.
"Hmph! Do you think you can beat me?" Ye Qingyu gathered his clothes and suddenly attacked Qingyi.
Seeing this, Qing Yi quickly reached out his hand, and the two of them began to fight back and forth on the bed. Of course, they couldn't use their true martial arts skills, so they could only fight randomly. For a moment, the bed was covered with flying blankets, and the two figures shuttled between the mattresses.
When Qing Yi saw Ye Qingyu's palm coming again, he did not reach out to receive it this time. Instead, he lunged forward and met it with his heart.
Seeing this, Ye Qingyu quickly leaned back, retracting the already weak palm power. Qing Yi took advantage of the momentum and pounced on Ye Qingyu. Ye Qingyu lost his balance and fell on his back on the bed. Qing Yi leaned over him, looking at the still angry man with amusement: "Are you still angry? Go ahead and hit me, all you want, okay?"
"Get up!" Ye Qingyu looked at the smiling man and secretly complained in his heart, "Has this kid gained weight in the past month? Why is he so heavy?" He pushed Qingyi hard, but found that he couldn't move him at all.
"No!" Qing Yi said, and buried his head in the crook of Ye Qingyu's neck, taking a deep breath, as if greedily absorbing the breath from Ye Qingyu's body.
"..." Ye Qingyu was trapped firmly underneath, unable to move. He could only look at Qingyi helplessly, with anger and doting in his eyes.
"Xiao Ye, why do I like you so much?" Qing Yi whispered gently.
"..." Ye Qingyu couldn't answer Qing Yi's question. How could he know? But his hands gradually lost strength in resisting, and he even unconsciously wrapped his arms around Qing Yi's back.
The two of them were silent for a while. Ye Qingyu finally came to his senses when he noticed the changes in Qingyi's body. He thought to himself, "Oh no! If I don't get up now, I'm afraid I'll have to stay in bed all day."
"Get up, father is looking for me." Ye Qingyu patted Qingyi's broad back and said softly.
"Well, are you still angry?" Qing Yi still nestled in the crook of Ye Qingyu's neck, refusing to look up, and asked in a muffled voice.
"What do you think?" Ye Qingyu asked back unhappily.
"I don't know. Are you still angry with me? Xiaoye, I will listen to you from now on, okay? Don't be angry!" Qing Yi was born with a sweet mouth. If he wanted to coax someone sincerely, sweet words would come out of his mouth, but there were not many people in the world who he was willing to coax.
"How many times have you said this?" Ye Qingyu asked with a raised eyebrow, a hint of doubt in his eyes.
"I...Xiao Ye, maybe I really like you too much." Qing Yi blurted out the intimate words, and the sincere eyes made Ye Qingyu's heart tremble.
No one can escape Qing Yi's sweet words, not even the little prince of the northwest.
"..." Ye Qingyu looked at Qing Yi, secretly wondering if this boy was too good at coaxing people. But seeing Qing Yi's slightly flattering eyes, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.
"Xiao Ye, if you're not angry anymore, just kiss me." Qing Yi said more aggressively with a mischievous smile on his face.
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