"Um?"

Were there also fans who chased stars in ancient times? The way of expression was quite implicit. It’s not like fans in modern society, who always shake hands when they see their idols! But in ancient times, they just touched the handkerchief for a small amount and gave Shihan a cigarette.

How can I still enjoy the feeling of being an idol?

Leng Yuhan thought in his mind, and a small smile that was not easy for others to see appeared on his cold and indifferent face. He put down the porcelain spoon and took out the handkerchief in his arms. Leng Yuhan took the boy's hand and put the handkerchief away.

In the young man's hand.

"Thank you, thank you Mr. Huang!"

The boy raised his head innocently, showed a cute smile, and presented the handkerchief to Leng Yuhan. He just touched it and then returned it respectfully.[

Leng Yuhan's throat injury was not getting much better, and he could not speak. Leng Yuhan patted Luoyang, who was looking away and couldn't close his mouth, pointed at himself, at the handkerchief, and finally pointed at the boy and nodded.

"My lord, do you want to give this veil to him?"

Luoyang understood Leng Yuhan's meaning and opened his mouth in surprise again.

"Thank you Lord Huang for your gift! Mu'er will work hard to grow up!"

Without waiting for Leng Yuhan to respond, the boy nodded quickly and heavily, holding the handkerchief in his hand, he finished speaking shyly, turned around and ran out.

Leng Yuhan looked back at Luoyang, wondering why the boy said something like 'try hard to grow up'.

"My lord, why are you so confused? Don't you know that a woman's handkerchief is a token of her relationship with the man Huang Feng? You gave the handkerchief to Mu'er, and when he turns thirteen, he will come looking for her.

You let me marry him!"

Luoyang lowered his eyes and rolled his eyes, it was like a crow flying on a branch and turning into a phoenix!

"Um?"

Leng Yuhan was at a loss. When did Huangfeng Kingdom have such rules?

"My lord, did you enjoy the handkerchiefs? Do you want Qianfeng to give one to every man here for you? Or do you want Prince Mo to give it to you personally?"

Chu Qianfeng looked with cold eyes at the other waiters who also wanted to get closer to Leng Yuhan. He placed his wooden chopsticks loudly on the table and lost his appetite for eating.

Are all the men in Huangfeng Kingdom so bold? So bold that they dare to seduce his wife in front of him, the new royal husband? And his wife actually accepted it with peace of mind and even gave him a handkerchief?

This woman who deceives her feelings is indeed a real example of flirting with women!

"Oh!"

The mute single-character notes were unclear, so Leng Yuhan didn't make any unnecessary excuses, stood up with a stern face, and chased away.

"Your Majesty!"

Luoyang anxiously watched Leng Yuhan run out, and he also got up and chased him out. Because Chu Qianfeng was angry, he did not leave with Leng Yuhan, but stayed in the kitchen and secretly considered whether to give it to the house.

These waiters who secretly admire their own women send a loyal warning.

Leng Yuhan chased out of the Shoufu along the one-way corridor of the courtyard. After looking left and right for a long time, he finally caught sight of the little boy's missing figure at the turning point three blocks away from the outer street of the Shoufu.

The streets were full of passers-by walking normally. Leng Yuhan wanted to use Qinggong to chase them but was afraid of disturbing the people's peaceful daily life. The inflammation in his throat had not subsided, and his throat was so dry that he could not speak, so Leng Yuhan had no choice but to walk towards them quickly.

I chased the little boy to where he had disappeared.[

After running past four or five intersections where the little boy stopped, Leng Yuhan finally saw the little boy sitting under the brick edge of an empty street. Leng Yuhan stopped to rest for a while and walked towards the little boy.

"Your Majesty?"

When the little boy saw Leng Yuhan approaching, a happy smile appeared on his pink face.

"Oh!"

Leng Yuhan touched the boy's head and patted his chest with his hand like a handkerchief.

"Your Majesty, do you want to get your handkerchief back?"

Beyond Leng Yuhan's imagination, the little boy was very smart and guessed what Leng Yuhan said right away.

"Um!"

Leng Yuhan smiled and nodded.

"Haha, then it depends on whether the prince has the ability to take it back alive!"

The smile turned fierce on the little boy's face. The dagger in the little boy's sleeve scraped and pierced Leng Yuhan's abdomen.

"Um?"

His body drifted and he took a few steps back to dodge the little boy's attack. Leng Yuhan stood firm, holding the spiritual knife in his hand, and a hint of danger burned in the center of his eyes.

"Your Majesty is indeed alert!"

The little boy straightened his body and stood firmly in front of Leng Yuhan with his bent legs. He was actually half a head taller than Leng Yuhan.

Turns out it’s a baby face? I thought it was the dwarf from Snow White!
Chapter completed!