When the maids heard that the prince was angry, they were so scared that their faces turned pale and they knelt down to beg for mercy.
In front of such a disguised master, Bei Yutang didn't dare to be careless. She imitated the original owner and said to Yuwen Changyun, "Changyun, forget it. It's my own poor health, don't blame them."
Yuwen Changyun felt somewhat helpless, and held her hand again with a doting look, "You only know how to spoil these servants."
As she spoke, she turned around and said to the maids kneeling on the ground, "Get up, everyone. Serve the princess well. If anything happens to her again, you won't have to stay in the palace anymore."
"Yes." The maids responded with fear and trepidation.
Bei Yutang pulled her hand out of his, and when he was slightly stunned, she stroked his cheek and asked gently, "Are you tired?"
Yuwen Changyun smiled and said, "Seeing you makes me feel less tired. Get well soon. It hurts me to see you sick."
Bei Yutang lowered her eyelids shyly.
Yuwen Changyun looked at her with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, but that subtle look appeared too briefly, almost disappearing in a flash.
"You should go and handle your official business. Don't let me delay your work." Bei Yutang said virtuously.
Yuwen Changyun spent most of his time at the mansion in the study, handling official business. The original owner had previously considered him industrious and often prepared nourishing soup for him.
Bei Yutang, who had read the system information, knew that Yuwen Changyun's favorite thing to do in the study was to press the little bottom Yan Qing on his body and exercise, under the pretext of thinking of a countermeasure.
In fact, my mind is full of thoughts about how to play tricks.
Bei Yutang was powerless to complain about their bad taste.
Every corner of that study was their battlefield. If you examine it carefully, you would probably find a lot of evidence left behind by their campaign.
Yuwen Changyun liked her virtue and leaned over to give her a kiss on the forehead.
Bei Yutang suppressed her nausea and tried hard to keep a gentle and pleasant smile on her face.
"have a good rest."
"Yeah." Bei Yutang nodded gently and obediently.
Before leaving, Yuwen Changyun did not forget to coldly instruct the maid in the room: "Take good care of your master."
"Yes." The maids responded timidly.
After Yuwen Changyun left, Bei Yutang immediately used a handkerchief to wipe the place where he had kissed.
In the study, Yan Qing held a book in his hands, but his thoughts drifted away until he saw the study door being pushed open. His attention was immediately drawn back, and he could not hide the joy in his eyes.
He originally wanted to get up to greet him, but when he thought about where he had just been, he suddenly didn't want to get up, and his expression became resentful.
As soon as he entered the study, Yuwen Changyun's eyes were fixed on Yan Qing. He quickly walked to his side and put his arms around his waist from behind. Noticing the expression on his face, he jokingly said, "What's wrong? Who made you angry?"
Yan Qing glanced at him coldly and ignored him.
Yuwen Changyun straightened his body and looked into his eyes. "Are you jealous? I just went over there to see her. My heart has always been with you. If you don't believe me, try touching her."
As he said this, he domineeringly placed Yan Qing's hand on his chest, held his hand, and kneaded it dishonestly, sometimes with light force, sometimes with heavy force, teasing Yan Qing.
Yan Qing glared at him unhappily, with tenderness in her eyes and brows, and pinched his chest hard with pretended cruelty.
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