Chapter 245 Furong's Heartbeat
Nan Batian was relieved and smiled at Yan Che who did not hide his possessiveness. "Disciple, you are not going too far, but the money is not with me—"
The two words "here" sounded like a singing voice, high-pitched, melodious and proud, and everyone present couldn't help but smile when they heard it.
"What?" Yan Che opened his mouth in disappointment and couldn't help asking, "Where is that?"
The master had spent so much of his money, and now that he finally had some money in his hands, he had to ask for it back.
X﹏X呜呜, is it easy for him to save money?
"It's here with me~" Luo Ranran giggled, and quickly got into the encirclement, tilting her head to look at Yan Che, "Do you want it?"
Yan Che: “…”
Haha, although the princess had a smile on her face, this smile made him shudder. He was certain that if he uttered a single word, the consequences would be disastrous!
"Hehe." Yan Che smiled at Luo Ranran in a flattering manner, "Princess, I don't want any money. I was just joking with my master."
Money is important, but life is more important.
He can still tell what is important and what is not.
Luo Ranran shook the little bell on her head, "Well, if you don't want it, forget it. Originally, this princess kept the money for your master, thinking that I would give it to you after seeing you, but now..."
Yan Che: “???”
What now?
Princess, please don't stop!
Luo Ranran's smile faded and her face looked disappointed.
"Now it seems that you need to be disciplined. You don't know what to say in different situations, and you don't know how to respect other people's privacy. This character is really hard to describe."
"So, from now on, let the brothers give you a good lesson so that you will remember it."
After saying that, Naituanzi's aura was greatly enhanced. He waved his little hand and ordered Lu Shamo and others who had been impatient for a long time: "Go ahead, as long as you don't kill anyone."
"Yes, Princess!"
…
The sounds of punching and kicking continued at the scene.
Yan Che was terrified, full of regret, with no one to turn to and screaming in agony.
Nan Batian couldn't bear it, and looked at Luo Ranran hesitantly, "Um, Princess..."
Naituanzi raised his eyebrows, not even bothering to look at Nan Batian, "Don't you think your apprentice needs to be disciplined? If his unruly temper is not corrected, he will cause a disaster sooner or later."
"Ah, no, I'm not begging for Yan Che." Nan Batian waved his hands hurriedly and smiled awkwardly, "I just want to ask you, Princess, not to give my one hundred taels of silver to Yan Che."
This silver was the New Year's red envelope given to him by the Empress Dowager, the Queen, Princess Qingyang, and the Eldest Princess.
It means a lot to him!
Luo Ranran opened her mouth and glanced at Nan Batian in surprise, "I thought you were worried about your disciple, but it turns out you are worried about your money~"
[Well, I was wrong today. 】
Nan Batian touched his forehead and smiled awkwardly.
Once the money is gone, it’s really gone.
As for his disciple, he was thick-skinned and needed a beating, and Princess Zhaoyang was just venting her anger for Furong and the little boy, she didn't want his life.
——
The other side.
The little boy caught up with Furong.
His face flushed, his hands and feet were nervous and he was at a loss. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to explain something, but he didn't know how to start.
Furong was amused by his uneasy look and stared at him with her blushing face raised.
"Well, tell me, did you hide my handkerchief?"
The boy's face flushed red upon hearing this, and he nodded to Furong, then hurriedly explained: "I'm sorry, please don't misunderstand, I didn't steal this handkerchief, you gave it to me."
"I gave it to you?" Furong frowned. When did she give it to you? She didn't even remember it happening.
The boy nodded, "When I had just arrived at the Princess's Mansion a few days ago, my hand was cut and bleeding profusely. Then you took out your own handkerchief and bandaged the wound for me yourself."
Having said this, the boy lowered his head, not daring to look directly into Furong's eyes.
"At that time, I said I would return the handkerchief to you after washing it, but you said... you didn't need it."
To him, his life is like a haze, he can never see the sun all day long, and being able to live one more day is a gift from God.
The princess was the first person who gave him hope. She rescued him from the cruel palace and gave him hope for the future.
And Furong, knowing that he was a young eunuch, never showed any disgust towards him and took the initiative to show him kindness.
This made him...
"Yeah, I remember now."
Furong slapped her forehead suddenly, then she remembered what the little boy said. She looked at the boy in front of her who was so embarrassed that he couldn't even raise his head, feeling both amused and helpless.
"You...it's been so long, how can you still remember it so clearly?"
The boy pursed his lips and said, "Well, I will never forget it in my life."
The boy's voice was low, but his tone was exceptionally firm.
At this moment, Furong's heartbeat couldn't stop accelerating and her face felt hot, making her feel unwell.
What's wrong with her?
Could it be that you have a crush on the little boy?
Furong suppressed her uneasiness, took a few steps back, and looked the boy up and down. The more she looked, the more satisfied she became, and her eyes almost curved into crescents.
Height - Satisfied!
Appearance—handsome and pretty!
Figure—slender and upright!
Fighting power value—higher than hers!
Intelligence: The princess herself certified that he has a quick mind and is an expert at gathering information.
Well, as for the physical disability...
Furong fixed her eyes on a certain part of the boy's body, and when she saw the bulge, her eyes almost widened.
Damn, the princess's medicine is truly magical.
It’s so big...it shouldn’t have any impact on having children!
Furong's cheeks flushed red and she shook her head vigorously, trying to shake out all the fantasies in her mind.
What is she thinking about!
"You, what's wrong with you?" The boy felt Furong's burning gaze, but in order to avoid embarrassment to each other, he had to bite the bullet and let her look at him.
Furong paused and smiled awkwardly.
It would be nice if her future husband was a man like Xiaoyazi.
Thinking of this, Furong took a breath. What happened to her today? Could it be that he was stimulated by Mei Lanying?
Seeing Mei Lan's increasingly ugly expression, the boy's eyes darkened, "Furong, don't listen to Yan Che's nonsense. I know that I am of humble status and would never dare to have such thoughts about you. Please don't misunderstand me."
Furong's expression froze instantly.
He stared at the little boy, a nameless anger rising in his heart, "So, you want to say that you have no improper thoughts about me?"
The boy felt bitter and nodded with pursed lips.
"Oh!" Furong sneered, "Then why do you carry my handkerchief with you? Don't you know that a girl's handkerchief should not be easily in the hands of a man outside her family?"
The boy's eyes flickered and he felt guilty.
He quickly took out the handkerchief from his bosom and handed it to Furong, "I'm sorry, I didn't think it through. I'm really sorry to return the handkerchief to you."
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