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Chapter 20 Indirect Temptation 2

"Your Majesty, you are out. I saw that you didn't come out for lunch, and your injuries have not healed yet. I'm afraid you have something to do."

Manager Liu's sincere concern made Yun Qingyue look up at the sky, "It's not raining this day, and it's not the first time I haven't had lunch. Where did you sing?"

Yun Qingyue said half-jokingly, and made Manager Liu kneel to the ground and said, "Prince forgives his crime. My subordinates have not tried their best to serve the prince before. I beg the prince to punish him. My subordinates will serve the prince with all their heart and strength in the future so that the prince will not have any worries."

Yun Qingyue was confused when she suddenly expressed her loyalty to Manager Liu. She said, "Get up", turned around and left.

Manager Liu saw that Yun Qingyue was about to leave, so he hurriedly got up and followed him, and said, "The prince is magnanimous and really makes his subordinates ashamed. What Mr. Han said is indeed correct. The prince must be raising his energy and will definitely revive the prince's mansion in the future."

When Yun Qingyue heard Manager Liu mention Ahan, he stopped and asked, "What did Ahan say?"

"Young Master Han wants his subordinates to believe in the prince, and believe that the prince will definitely regroup and will not disappoint the old prince's expectations."

After hearing this, Yun Qingyue continued to walk forward without saying a word.

Manager Liu said that she had leaked her mouth on a whim. The little prince heard his mother a while ago and was worried about being scolded, but he saw that Yun Qingyue didn't care and felt a little comforted.

It seems that the little prince has already calmed down.

"Prince, Prince, the young man hasn't reported to you yet. The little Marquis Wenyue has arrived and is waiting in the flower hall."

The little Marquis Wenyue, the original bad friend, Su Wenyue, the only daughter of Su Wenyue, Su Sheng. She is of average qualifications. She relies on Su Sheng's prestige in the court and does nothing all day long and looks for fun everywhere.

The first time I went to drink flower wine was under her guidance. There were many unreliable things, and it was mostly under Su Wenyue's instigation that the original body had thoughts and made jokes.

For example, she was the idea of ​​taking the thousand-year-old Xuanling Jade she wore to pawn; for example, she took the phoenix blood essence iron on the spiritual silk armor given to Yun Ruoyao by the previous emperor as a bet, etc.

Yun Qingyue was recalling the ridiculous things that the original body and Su Wenyue had done together. Su Wenyue's shrill voice, which had nothing to do with the word "wen", was heard from the corridor.

"Sister Yueyue, you are pretending to be dead. You haven't seen you show up for so many days. You can't be so entangled by the spoiled mansion in the mansion!"

When Manager Liu heard this, he hurriedly met Su Wenyue and said, "Little Marquis, I dare not say that. Our prince has not recovered from his injury and is not pretending."

Only Yun Ruoyao, Ahan and Yu Qingzi knew that the original body could not repair the injury by relying on the Yuanli. Even if the original body was unreliable, he was not so stupid that he told his bad friends about his fatal weaknesses, so Su Wenyue naturally didn't know.

Seeing that Yun Qingyue's face turned pale, Su Wenyue shook her head and said, "No, no, you can't do this. Even if you can't practice, you can't do this. Let's go and go to the Huahua Pavilion with my sister. After three glasses of wine, my complexion will be cured soon."

Yun Qingyue was about to avoid Su Wenyue's white hand, but then she thought that if she refused, her temperament would be too abrupt, which would go against her gradually, allowing others to gradually accept her plan to change. So she stood still and let herself be pulled by her.

"My prince is still recovering from his injuries, so it is really not suitable to go out. I hope the little marquis will forgive me."

A voice was like a flower slid her fingertips, and her heart was gently touched at that moment.

Yun Qingyue saw that in a blink of an eye, she was wrapped in a slender arm.

Su Wenyue looked at her suddenly empty hand, and didn't know how the person came to do it.
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