Wen Yu's abacus was clacking loudly, and Yang Cheng stared at the slip of paper in the lottery box, his ears turning red little by little.
He reasonably suspected that the notes contained all these blushing "dares".
At this time, Yue Lingfeng said calmly: "Princess, I guess Lord Yang doesn't have anyone he wants to get close to."
Yang Cheng was slightly stunned when he heard this, but didn't say much, as if he agreed that this statement was correct.
Yue Lingfeng said again: "Princess, since Lord Yang is so embarrassed, I will complete the content of this great adventure, how about it?"
Yang Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly after hearing this.
The princess would not agree. After all, even a blind man could tell what the purpose of this truth or dare game is.
Just when he was about to say no, Wen Yu gladly accepted Yue Lingfeng's suggestion: "Okay, okay, of course, but the adventure transfer will need to be extended from one incense stick to two."
She squeezed Yue Lingfeng's palm under the table: "What do you think?"
Yue Lingfeng raised the corner of his mouth: "It should be so."
Yang Cheng: …
Yang Cheng coughed dryly and said, "Princess, since I drew the lot, how can I let Master Yue take your place?"
Before he could finish his words, Wen Yu interrupted him with a wave of her hand: "What's the big deal? This is more fun. Wait for the next wave."
Yang Cheng: …
Wen Yu said this and picked up the wine jug and started turning it again.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the mouth of the pot slowly stopped and pointed at Yang Cheng again.
Wen Yu was surprised: "You again?"
Yang Cheng was also surprised. What kind of lot would he draw this time?
At this time, Yue Lingfeng gently raised his hand and rubbed his temple, accompanied by two suppressed coughs, which attracted Wen Yu's attention.
"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? Do you have a fever again?"
As Wen Yu spoke, she wanted to reach out and feel the temperature of Yue Lingfeng's forehead, but he grasped her hand.
"Miss……"
"Um?"
"I feel a little sick."
When their eyes met, Wen Yu suddenly raised the corner of her mouth and said, "Since you are not feeling well, then let's not play anymore."
Upon hearing this, Yue Lingfeng leaned a little closer, his lips moved slightly, and he whispered with red ears: "Miss, you like to play, can you play with me alone?"
Wen Yu looked at him with a sly look on her face: "That's what you said."
Yue Lingfeng's cheeks became hot from being stared at by Wen Yu: "Yeah."
Yang Cheng on the side: ...
Wen Yu stood up, waved her sleeves, asked people to take all the things away, and then left with Liuchun.
After walking a little further away, Liu Chun couldn't help but ask, "Princess, how did you manage to keep the wine pot pointed at Lord Yang twice?"
Wen Yu: "Nothing else, because this princess is a genius."
"...Did you see Master Yue's expression? Princess, you are so mean."
"Men don't love bad women." Wen Yu was very satisfied. "This princess has already said that I will get my happiness back from Yue Lingfeng. He is shy and needs to be provoked."
Liu Chun couldn't help but sigh for Yue Lingfeng.
Mr. Yue, Mr. Yue, how will you react? But the princess has you under her control.
Even the posture of taking the bait was exactly as the princess had guessed.
Isn't the content of this fortune stick just what the princess says?
The whole thing is under control.
Then he sighed for Yang Cheng, poor Lord Yang...
"Princess, I seemed to see a flash of disappointment on Lord Yang's face just now, but it's possible that I saw it wrong."
Wen Yu pinched her earlobe and didn't really care: "That might be the case."
Liuchun: ...
Once again, let us observe a moment of silence for Lord Yang.
In the cell after Wen Yu left, Yang Cheng stood up and looked at the jailer standing outside the door: "Send me back to my original cell."
The jailer said in embarrassment: "Sir, it was the eldest princess's order to put you together. Now that the eldest princess has not given the order, how dare we let you go back?"
At this time, Yue Lingfeng, who was sitting cross-legged on the side, picked up the book again and flipped through it, his face calm: "Master Yang, since you are here, you should make the best of it."
Yang Cheng smiled and said, "You don't have a headache now?"
Yue Lingfeng said calmly: "It doesn't hurt anymore, because I was just pretending."
Yang Cheng: …
"On the day of the examination, I didn't realize you had this kind of personality."
Yue Lingfeng said: "Flowers have a hundred shades of red, and people are naturally multifaceted as well."
Hearing this, Yang Cheng sat down slowly and picked up the book to read. "Then I would like to thank you for taking that great risk for me?"
It was clearly a question, but Yue Lingfeng seemed not to hear it and replied as an affirmative sentence.
He smiled and said, "Lord Yang, you don't need to thank me. I just helped you with your worries. It's nothing to mention."
Yang Cheng turned a page and pushed the quilt on his nose, "Mr. Yue, the books you have here are much more interesting than the books in my cell."
"If Lord Yang likes it, please look at it more."
Yang Cheng didn't know what he was thinking about, and suddenly couldn't help laughing and said, "I am a little curious. If it was you and General Lu who were playing the game just now... Never mind, it's just a hypothesis. General Lu is far away in Xili now, how could he be playing a game here?"
Yue Lingfeng: ...
In fact, when Yang Cheng mentioned General Lu for the first time, Yue Lingfeng knew who the man with the surname "Lu" was that he had always cared about.
He unconsciously wrote "Lu" on the paper more than once, and then crossed it out with a pen. After all, he still cared.
He suddenly wanted to ask the young lady, between him and Lu Ren... who was better behaved?
The jailer outside the door quietly moved away.
This smell of gunpowder, are we going to have a fight?
Wen Yu was very satisfied with the final result of getting something for nothing, and walked out of Shengjing prison leisurely.
"Is the Princess leaving?"
Upon receiving the news that Wen Yu had come again, the prefect of Shengjing used his lackey spirit to the extreme and rushed to the prison as fast as he could.
He was afraid that if he didn't keep a close eye on them, his subordinates would neglect Wen Yu.
But when he arrived, he saw Wen Yu was about to leave.
At this moment, a man dressed as a servant suddenly came over with an anxious look on his face. When he saw the prefect of Shengjing, he hurriedly whispered something in his ear. The prefect of Shengjing suddenly looked ugly.
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