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Chapter Seventy-Four: Cover

Chapter 74: Cover

Seventh Prince's Mansion.

"Did you get the things?" The mask on Xing Sichen's face had been removed, and his face, which was more beautiful than a woman's, was directly exposed to the air, making everyone in the palace blush.

only!

The cold air radiating from his body and a magnetic field that naturally repels outsiders make people afraid to approach him.

Jue Ji moved a big box into his bedroom: "It has been moved to the prince's bedroom. Does the prince want to see it immediately?"

"Well! You go down!" Xing Sichen's heartbeat accelerated involuntarily.

He really wanted to see what was being held by Xiaoyao.

Although he wanted to see those things in his heart, his face remained cold and evil. He stood up and walked steadily towards the dormitory.

Xing Sichen had just left for a while when the servants in the room started talking.

"Your Majesty is so handsome!"

"Yes! Even if I just serve as the prince's concubine, I am willing to die!" A maid whispered, with an ambiguous pink look on her face.

"Just you! Yan Hong, the most beautiful woman in the world, also admires our prince. It is said that she will move into the prince's palace in a few days."

"So what? Anyway, the prince is often away from the house, so her coming is of no use."

Sleeping hall.

Xing Sichen opened the box, and what he saw really shocked him.

He took out the contents of the box and saw two covers under the two straps. What are these for?

"What are these things?"

Xing Sichen curiously put the thing on his body. When he put the thing on his chest, he heard the flute sound and suddenly understood what this thing was for.

"Xiao Yao'er, I never thought you had the talent to make something like this. I'll have to let you put it on and show me later!" That's right. What he was holding was a bra.

There is a big box full of bras.

He buried his head there and searched for a long time. All he found was nothing but hoods.

"Yao'er, can you wear so many clothes?"

I closed the big box and opened a small box placed nearby. I found that the things inside were all worthless and looked very old, but they were well preserved.

Among them was a blood-colored jade bracelet. His subordinates told him that it was a gift from Wan Luofeng.

He held the blood jade and threw it fiercely towards the ground: "Xiao Yao'er, are you so precious with the things he gave you? Okay! Very good! I will destroy all these things for you today."

"Here comes someone!" His voice cut through the empty room.

Jue had been standing outside the door and heard Xing Sichen calling: "Seventh Master!"

"Take these things out and burn them all for me. If they can't be burned, smash them into pieces!" Xing Sichen said coldly.

Seeing Xing Sichen look so angry, Jue roughly guessed what happened: "Yes!"

The room became extremely quiet. Xing Sichen was lying on the soft couch, Xiao Yao's smiling face appeared in his mind,

No! You can't go back and lose your temper at her. Take your time! You must take your time! He doesn't believe that he can't win Xiaoyao's heart yet.

The sun shone on his face, which was fairer and more beautiful than a woman's, casting mottled shadows.

He sat quietly, feeling frustrated for the first time, feeling that it was so difficult to get something, but he was still willing to not care about any gain or loss.

Drunk in the red building.

Xiaoyao spent most of the time in Zuihong Mansion in Zuimeng's room.

Listening to the fragrance of tea lingering in the Qinxuan, Zuimeng was making tea on the stove: "Yao'er seems to be confused by something."

Xiaoyao was surprised by his sensitivity: "Xiaomeng, what would you do if one day you find that you have fallen in love with someone who has no possibility of having a relationship with you?"

Zui Meng's hand that was warming tea suddenly shook, and she was startled.

Yao'er wouldn't have fallen in love with that person!

"If you know that you can't be together, it's better to give up as soon as possible, otherwise it will just be more trouble."

Steam came out of the teapot, and you could hear the gurgling sound of tea boiling.

With his hand as white as jade, he picked up the teapot and walked to Xiao Yao: "Come, drink the tea brewed with peach blossom dew."

Xiaoyao nodded, picked up the tea cup and sniffed it: "It's very fragrant, with a peaceful smell."

"Take a sip!" Zuimeng was already holding the tea and started to drink.

Xiao Yao followed his words and took a sip: "Bitter but sweet, Xiao Meng is a master in tea ceremony, can you teach me?"

"A craft not worth mentioning! Yao'er wants to learn it, but I really don't want to teach it."

Xiao Yao was not happy when he heard this: "Why don't you teach me? Are you afraid that after I finish learning, you won't be able to make a living?"

"Pfft!" Zui Meng cracked a smile, and this woman who looked like an elf princess said with a smile: "If only I can make this tea, if you want to drink tea, you will definitely come to me. I hope to be able to make tea with Yao'er.

Being able to spend more time together.”

Listening to these words, Xiaoyao always felt that something was wrong, but could not tell what it was: "Xiao Meng! If I am not in the imperial capital in the future, I will be in trouble if I want to drink your tea."

After drinking all the tea in his hand, Xiao Yao said carefully: "Knowing that it is impossible, it is better to end it as soon as possible and find a way to leave him as soon as possible."

The dusk on the horizon gradually deepened, and the streets gradually became quiet, but Zuihonglou began to become lively, and more and more people poured into Zuihonglou.

"Yao'er doesn't have to go back today?" Zui Meng asked.

Xiao Yao shook his head: "Yao Yao must have gone back, but today I want to watch Xiao Meng's performance before leaving."

If she wanted to see it, he would definitely try his best to do it.

"Then let's go down now! Don't blink your eyes for a while!" Zuimeng planned to express the sound killing and bring Xiaoyao a visual feast.

Xiaoyao nodded: "I will definitely watch your performance without blinking."

The two pushed the door open and walked out of the room.

It was still the same as when Zuimeng first came to Zuihong Mansion. When the men here saw Zuimeng, they all went crazy and kept calling his name.

When Xiaoyao was by her side, she became a complete foil.

"Go! I'll watch you from below."

She found a slightly quieter seat and sat down.

A guzheng with fifty Chinese strings has been placed on the stage, which looks particularly radiant under the gentle glaze of the night.

Xiaoyao smiled at him on the stage: "Come on!"

The strings were plucked and the sound had just begun, and the originally noisy hall fell silent instantly.

His music is the best secret to make people quiet. The light voice is enough to cleanse a person's heart, and her peerless appearance is enough to make everyone forget to breathe.

Xiaoyao was stunned.

The music under her fingertips began to change slowly, became a little more exciting, and flowers of various colors outside the flower building began to fly off the branches.

Yao'er, this is the performance I give you, please watch it! Remember this one!

However!
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