Ah Qi was startled and rushed over: "Princess!"
Yuan Yao moved nimbly and nimbly around the obstacles.
With a forceful push, the door to the Pillow Star Palace was opened.
A cool breeze carrying moisture swept over me.
Everywhere you look, it's pure white.
Yuan Yao: "???"
She looked up in surprise.
Yun Chan was dressed in a snow-white robe, her jet-black hair was loose and dripping water from the tips.
He looked like he had dressed in a hurry; his collar was slightly open, revealing his delicate, fair collarbone…
A familiar, cool fragrance, faint and elusive.
Yuan Yao was dazed and listless.
My beautiful son, he's perfect in every way.
Even the chain bones are so beautiful...
A hint of a smile appeared in Yun Chan's usually cold eyes: "Have you finished reading?"
Yuan Yao: "..."
unwise!
She turned her face away and coughed lightly: "Yun Chan, go inside and get dressed, then have breakfast with me!"
Yun Chan chuckled softly, "No need to go in."
After speaking, he straightened his clothes in front of Yuan Yao and said calmly, "Yuan Yao, I'm ready."
Yuan Yao: "..."
She turned her head.
Yun Chan flicked her sleeves and walked to the table: "You haven't had breakfast with me in a long time. Is something wrong today?"
Something's wrong!
Of course something's wrong!
Yuan Yao straightened up and said, "Traitor, come out here!"
A dark figure landed inside the hall.
The footsteps were slightly heavy.
The gauze curtain swayed gently.
Yuan Yao squinted.
She paced around the little guard once: "Have you had breakfast yet?"
The young guard said in a muffled voice, "I ate it."
"You ate a bit too much for breakfast!" Yuan Yao said earnestly. "If you're going to come to Chaoyun Palace with me in the future, eat less!"
"Look, you've almost shaken the floor of Chaoyun Palace to pieces!"
Across from him, Yun Chan paused in his drinking.
He lifted his eyelids and looked up.
Just then, Yuan Yao was looking at him.
Yun Chan withdrew her gaze, slowly poured a glass of water, and handed it to Yuan Yao: "Come here, drink this."
Yuan Yao raised an eyebrow and sat down opposite Yun Chan.
She took the cup and took a sip.
Upon taking a sip, she exclaimed in surprise, "Why is it sweet?"
"This is honey water," Yun Chan said calmly. "It's rock honey that was just sent from Chu. Your Highness has a sensitive stomach, so take some back to Qianhua Palace when you go back later."
Honey water?
Honey water can help relieve hangovers.
Yun Chan knew she had been drinking last night...
Her gaze fell on Yun Chan's slender fingers covered with plasters.
Yuan Yao squinted.
Over the years, Yunchan's fingers have looked like they've always had a plaster on them...
Why would a normal person wear plasters all year round?
That's so strange!
Countless ideas flashed through her mind.
Just as she was thinking, Yun Chan spoke first and asked, "The rose branches this year are growing extremely lushly."
In the past few days, I have pruned many rose branches and cultivated quite a few seedlings.
Do you still grow flowers on your estate?
Yuan Yao: "?"
She shook her head: "All the land in the village should be used to grow vegetables."
"Really?" Yun Chan said regretfully, "My hands bled a lot while I was pruning the flowers."
After speaking, he turned to Yuan Yao and spread his hands openly.
My fingers were covered in plasters, even the area between my thumb and forefinger...
Yuan Yao smiled.
Yuan Yao smiled and said, "Yun Chan, do you think I'm easy to fool? Hmm?"
Yun Chan's eyes flickered slightly: "What did I lie to you about?"
Yuan Yao chuckled softly.
The next moment, her smile vanished completely.
In front of a group of palace servants, she grabbed Yun Chan's hand.
Yun Chan paused for a moment.
"Don't move!" Yuan Yao said fiercely.
At the door, Aruo and Aqi exchanged a glance and said in a low voice, "What are you all standing there for? Get out!"
Immediately, all the palace servants lowered their heads and withdrew.
Yuan Yao glanced at the little guard standing not far away, almost blending into the pillar: "Come here."
The young guard hesitated and looked at Yun Chan.
Yun Chan's eyes closed slightly.
The young bodyguard walked over.
Yuan Yao instructed, "Shrug."
So, the little guard stretched out his hand, palm up.
Yuan Yao grabbed Yun Chan's hand and, to Yun Chan's surprise, tore off the plaster from his hand.
One piece, two pieces, three pieces...
The further they tore at the wall, the wider Yuan Yao's smile grew, and the colder her aura became.
After peeling off the last plaster, Yuan Yao clapped her hands and looked at Yun Chan with a smile.
Yun Chan: "..."
Yuan Yao asked with a smile, "You bled a lot while pruning the flowers?"
Where's the blood?
Yun Chan: "..."
Yuan Yao smiled, her eyes crinkling: "Yun Chan, do you think I'm like a fool, so easy to fool?"
"No." Yun Chan pursed her thin lips slightly.
"Then tell me, how did you get the calluses on your hands?" Yuan Yao asked.
Yun Chan: "..."
Yuan Yao smiled and said, "Are you trying to tell me that these cocoons were made by you chopping wood?"
"Yuan Yao," Yun Chan interrupted her.
Yun Chan frowned slightly and stood up: "I'm sorry..."
"No need to apologize to me!" Yuan Yao's smile vanished, her face turning cold. "I hate liars the most!"
Yun Chan pursed her lips.
Yuan Yao stood up and looked up at Yun Chan, who was about twenty centimeters taller than her: "Go back to pruning your rose bushes!"
After speaking, she turned and headed towards the door.
Before I could take two steps, my hand was grabbed.
Yuan Yao turned around angrily: "Let me go!"
Yun Chan did not let go.
Yuan Yao forcefully shook off his hand: "I told you to let go of me!"
Yun Chan was afraid of hurting or aggravating her, so she had no choice but to let go of her wrist.
However, his fingers slid down and grabbed her sleeve: "Don't go..."
Yuan Yao: "..."
She glared fiercely at Yun Chan: "Liar!"
Throughout, Yun Chan had always appeared frail, aloof, and obedient in her presence…
I never imagined he was hiding it so well!
Over the years, he has been playing her, and everyone else!
It's true what they say, once a son grows up, he's no longer under his mother's control...
So annoying...
Looking at the sulking Yuan Yao, Yun Chan sighed softly and said to the little guard standing by, "You go out first..."
Before he could finish speaking, Yuan Yao snapped, "Don't you dare leave!"
The junior guard was caught in a dilemma.
Yun Chan gently tugged at Yuan Yao's sleeve: "Let him go out first. What do you want to hear? I'll tell you, okay?"
His voice carried a hint of coaxing.
Yuan Yao glared at him.
Yun Chan raised the corners of her lips and glanced at the little guard.
The little guard gathered his strength and disappeared into the Pillow Star Palace.
After the person left, Yun Chan released Yuan Yao and reached for the food box: "You drank wine last night, it's not good to eat on an empty stomach, eat first..."
Yuan Yao said sarcastically, "I'm already full of anger, and you still want me to eat? Are you trying to stuff me to death?"
Yun Chan looked somewhat helpless.
He looked at Yuan Yao: "Princess, I kneel to serve you my meal. Can you give me a chance to reform?"
After speaking, he lifted the hem of his snow-white robe and prepared to kneel down on one knee.
Yuan Yao: "..."
She said sarcastically, "What a filial son."
Filial piety?
Son?
Yun Chan chuckled softly: "Yuan Yao, do you really think that all these years I've been your bodyguard, risking my life and protecting you day and night, just to be your son?"
Yuan Yao: "???"
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