Chapter 100 Don’t Be My Lover, Be My Concubine (Twenty-Seven)
"I'm a man!" The centurion sighed and continued to criticize Yu Miao for not marrying. "Miss Yu, you're eighteen and still not married. Be careful, you might die at home and no one will find you!"
Yu Huo ignored his talk of treating men and women differently and retorted sarcastically: "Why? If you're discovered, you can be resurrected immediately?"
The centurion continued, "I heard that Miss Yu likes to visit the Nanfeng Pavilion. No wonder she can't get married. A woman like her is not suitable for marriage at all."
"Yes, so I'm suitable to be your father."
"What can I do if I marry a woman like her who spends all day wielding swords and guns?"
"Marry her and worship her as an ancestor!"
The centurion was furious: "Just quarrel, who are you trying to disgust by saying this?"
Yu Huo sighed and rolled his eyes, "You're just being chauvinistic. If you don't like me, just say it. Why do you always gossip about my sister?
You brought my family along first, so don't blame us for being both your parents and your ancestors. After all, if there are unfilial children in the family, it's for your own good to discipline them!"
The centurion had mentioned Yu Miao before because the Yu Huo couple were in favor, so he didn't dare to say too much and deliberately used his sister to disgust others.
But instead of disgusting others, he disgusted himself so much that the gain was not worth the loss. He sneered rudely, "You asked me to say this. You are a son-in-law who is well kept by the Eighth Princess in the mansion and competes for favor with those men outside. Now you rely on your status to run into the Imperial Guards and do whatever you want. You come here and want to change the food and grass table. It's simply nonsense!
I think you should just use that pretty face as a vase. After all, you don't have the brains to be qualified for a third-rank official position!"
He almost pointed at the other person's nose and called him a fool, but unfortunately the other person was not angry at all. Instead, he was proud of it instead of ashamed.
Yu Huo's narrow eyes were filled with pride, and he chuckled: "That's right, no wonder you are only a centurion. After all, you don't have a brain, you are not good-looking, and you are quite self-aware."
There is no way to argue with it, there is no way to argue with it!
The centurion was a military commander, and when he couldn't win the argument, he wanted to fight: "You just rely on that face, don't you? Wait until I break your nose, and then we'll see if the Eighth Princess will still tolerate you!"
The next second, the sound of breaking wind came from his ears, and Yu Miao's whip suddenly wrapped around his wrist and pulled hard.
The 1.80-meter-tall man was pulled away by the little girl who was not even as tall as his neck, and fell out of the tent with a bang.
This wasn't over yet. Yu Miao, with a bad temper, pushed open the curtain and rushed out. In front of the onlookers, he slapped the centurion on the mouth and sneered, "You're so mean! If you have the guts, report it to the emperor. The emperor sent me to the imperial guards to serve. Do you look down on me or do you object to the emperor's decision? It's a good opportunity for us to sort it out in the hall and see if I should whip you!"
Yu Miao is famous!
This is how it is in the military camp. Although some people would initially make a fuss about Yu Miao's female body, once they found out that they couldn't even beat a woman, they would only feel a deep sense of awe in their hearts.
Although what Yu Huo said was not very effective, they would listen to Yu Miao and follow his advice.
Yu Miao listened to Yu Huo, so Yu Huo was able to secure the position of the third-rank captain of the imperial guards.
The plan works!
On this day, Yu Huo finally had some free time to have lunch with Jiang Ye, when a servant from the princess's mansion ran in and handed him a note.
Yu Huo opened the invitation and spread it between them, a puzzled look in his eyes: "Your third brother suddenly invited me to a banquet, what on earth are you planning?"
Jiang Ye shook his head slowly: "I don't know, but the weasel paying New Year's greetings to the chicken, An De must not have good intentions."
Yu Huo looked at the neat handwriting on the post and uttered an annoyed sigh, "My life is so miserable. I have to get up early and work late every day. When I finally get a day off, I have to go to the Hongmen Feast. This life is unbearable!"
Jiang Ye glanced at him, and put his slender fingers on his shoulders and kneaded them twice: "I'm sorry to trouble you. It's not appropriate for me to intervene in the situation right now. Everything still needs you to handle. Sorry."
Yu Huo narrowed his eyes in enjoyment, then snorted softly: "I don't want your apology."
Jiang Ye's hand stopped in mid-air and asked, "What do you want?"
The next second, the boy beside him suddenly stood up, stretched out his hand to lean on the armrest of the wheelchair, and his soft lips pressed against the earlobe, spreading all the way to the neck and then rising from the Adam's apple to the chin.
Jiang Ye felt as if his skin was burning on fire, and the numbness gradually seeped into his flesh and even his bones. His vision began to blur as he looked at the person in front of him, and a blush appeared at the corners of his eyes.
Just when those two thin lips were about to press against his lips, the other party stopped, looked at him intently for a while, then reached out and touched his lower lip.
"Jiang Ye, the prince must be anxious."
The person sitting in the wheelchair lowered his eyelashes slightly, his delicate eyes half-covered: "Hmm."
"Although he has come with ill intentions, since he has shown his knife, we can use this opportunity to open the door wide and let everyone see the Crown Prince's true face."
"Um."
"And Master Yin Xian, remember to tell him to be prepared. The plan may be advanced."
"Um."
Yu Huo looked at the person who was frozen in time, his eyebrows raised: "Do you like me?"
"Hmm...ah?"
Jiang Ye raised his eyelids, his dark eyes filled with confusion and astonishment, beautiful yet extremely deceptive.
Yu Huo didn't say anything else and continued the unfinished kiss. He first covered the thin red lips in front of him and then left.
Before leaving, he chuckled in the other's ear: "All I want is your love."
The boy's voice was hoarse, making people feel itchy and unbearable, just like the kiss just now, which was so fleeting that it made people want to refuse but also want to accept...
For the first time, Jiang Ye discovered that his mind could actually freeze. When he came to his senses, the young man was no longer in the hall, and along with him, the invitation on the table had also disappeared...
After a while, Nanny Cui looked at the cold food on the table and stepped forward to remind him, "Your Highness, do you need to heat up the food?"
Jiang Ye shook his head: "No, let's retreat."
Madam Cui waved her hand and asked the maid to come forward to clear the dishes. When the maids left the dining room, Jiang Ye suddenly raised his hand and pinched his earlobe, whispering: "Madam, I can't bear it anymore. If I reveal my true face, will he run away?"
Aunt Cui lowered her head even lower, her voice unquestionable: "Yes."
Jiang Ye sighed: "Then I'll just endure it a little longer."
After saying that, he pushed the wheelchair into the room. Aunt Cui skillfully ordered someone to bring in a bucket of cold water, and at the same time reminded him: "Your Highness, you can't always take cold showers. Your body is not as healthy as that of ordinary people..."
The sound of cold water hitting the ground perfectly covered up Aunt Cui's nagging, and also washed away the secret thoughts rising in the hearts of the people in the room.
Nanny Cui stood outside the door and sighed, "This Master Yu... is simply a fox gone mad."
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