This Highness King Huai... this look literally took Yu Niang's scared soul out of her body. She didn't dare to speak any more, but obediently stepped aside.

Su Ying was about to fall asleep, but when she heard Yu Niang's voice, she was awakened.

An annoyance flashed in her eyes, this night was not white, and she really couldn't underestimate it.

An annoyance flashed in her eyes, and she actually found it!

Doesn't he need to sleep?

He doesn't sleep, she wants to sleep okay!

Su Ying subconsciously wanted to jump through the window to escape, but found a group of guards patrolling below. Su Ying was furious, but she was also ready before rejoicing in her heart.

She just sat down in the chair when the door was pushed open.

Yu Niang didn't give up yet, she said again: "Master, Qiaoqiao is sick today, and may not be able to serve you well, or you can order a few girls..."

Ye Feibai frowned slightly, his eyes worsened.

Yu Niang only felt that when she was swept by such terrifying eyes, the blood all over her body would freeze into a piece.

Yu Niang shrank her neck, and never dared to say a word again.

Yu Niang couldn't offend Duke Huai, so she had to say inwardly, "What a coincidence, you have to take care of the prince."

"Yes, mother." Su Ying's current voice is not her previous voice. Hongbo once gave her some voice-changing medicine, but now her voice is softer than her own.

She coughed deliberately when she said this.

When Yu Niang heard this voice, she immediately understood in her heart, and her eyes were slightly worried.

But due to Duke Huai's majesty, she could only leave.

Su Ying heard the footsteps coming towards her step by step behind her, and she was contemptuous. Is this a man's bad root?

After spending so much energy at such a big night, I still don't forget to come to piaoji.

With a tall figure standing behind her, Su Ying stood up in good time and bowed to this man: "Lord Jin An."

Ye Fei white eyebrows were raised slightly, 2C glanced at her faintly, her eyes gloomy.

Ye Feibai looked at the woman in front of her, with a thick powder on her face, and she could barely see her original face.

Mingyue Tower is the first brothel in Beijing. The women here are graceful and generous, but this woman in front of you...

Another girl, Qiaoqiao, was ill and was resting. Ask someone who was ill and painted her face like this.

Unless the woman in front of you is not really a clever girl!

Ye Feibai looked into her deep eyes, and quickly concealed a suspicious and strange brilliance.

The corners of his lips twitched slightly, his expression unhappy: "Why, what are you doing there? Qiaoqiao treats guests like this on weekdays?"

The man in front of him locked his eyes on her face and stared at her closely.

Su Ying tried her best to relax her face, her heart slightly suspended.

Her face was smeared like this, and she couldn't even recognize herself, so he wouldn't be able to see through it, right?

Su Yingying gave a salute to Ye Feibai: "The prince forgive me, coincidentally, I feel unwell today..."

Ye Feibai pressed her lips slightly when her voice was different, and a flash of disappointment flashed in her eyes.

Ye Feibai frowned slightly: "Why, I'm afraid this king will not give enough money?"

Su Ying sneered at the corners of her lips.

I was afraid that this man would recognize himself just now, but now listening to his tone, he didn't recognize him at all.

I'm afraid he is here to find a woman for fun.

Thinking of this, Su Ying said lightly: "Qiaoqiao dare not."

Ye Feibai looked at her hair bun, and looked at her gentle and pleasant look, making her hesitate.

Su Ying glanced at Ye Feibai from the corner of her light, and her heart relaxed slightly. She greeted her enthusiastically, "Master, sit down."

Su Ying's original intention was that the more passionate she was, the more Ye Feibai would hate her, and then he would leave on his own.

Unexpectedly, her voice just fell off,

Ye Feibai sat down on the chair casually, leaning back lazily on the back of the chair.

He didn't look at Su Ying, but just looked around, and said at will: "Since Girl Qiaoqiao is so enthusiastic, let's stay here today."

Su Ying wanted to bite off her tongue: "Master, Qiaoqiao..."

Ye Feibai calmly put her tiny expression into her eyes, and a hint of displeasure flashed across her lips: "What? What do you do when you stand so far, is it possible that Qiaoqiao girl is unwilling to serve the king, eh?"

Su Ying's teeth itch with hatred, this is a hypocrite, even piaoji is so arrogant.

Su Ying sighed inwardly, and now she can only swallow her breath in order not to be recognized by him.

Su Ying stretched out her slender and lush hands, poured a cup of tea, held it to Ye Feibai, and said charmingly: "Then Lord, have a cup of tea first?"

Before the words fell, Su Ying was dragged by Ye Feibai.

When she reacted, she was already sitting in Ye Feibai's arms.

Su Ying was startled, and began to wonder if this man really recognized herself.

She raised her eyes to Ye Feibai, and she was secretly relieved when she saw his indifferent face.

If he doubted in his heart, I'm afraid he would have dragged himself to wash his face, so... Su Ying made a fist. Ye Feibai should have no doubts.

Ye Feibai watched Su Ying's movements in his eyes, his face remained calm, but a narrow sneer crossed his eyes.

"Feed me." Ye Feibai said lightly.

Su Ying gritted her teeth and reached out to bring the tea cup close to Ye Feibai's lips.

Ye Feibai seemed to have adjusted the position of her hand unintentionally, but just when Su Ying was feeding him, she touched her face with care!

A black line began on Su Ying's head, and she couldn't help but curse in her heart, this man is really...shameless!

She was angry in her heart, but her face was calm, she still smiled cleverly, her eyes curled.

Su Ying was stiff and wanted to leave, but Ye Feibai firmly fixed her slender waist.

Ye Feibai looked at Su Ying condescendingly with cold eyes, and there was a little bit of cold light in his eyes, but there was a kind of fascination.

Su Ying gritted her teeth in secret, and silently hypnotized herself: He definitely didn't recognize it, didn't recognize it, didn't recognize it...

Ye Feibai's voice was low, with a touch of charm: "Does Qiaoqiao dislike this king being close, so why is her body so stiff?"

"Why?" Su Ying smiled softly, trying to relax her body, "The prince is handsome, handsome, and suave. He is the most outstanding of the men Qiao Qiao has ever met. Qiao Qiao's heart is nervous, so he is a little stiff. Lord, please forgive me."

"So, girl Qiaoqiao likes this king very much?" The displeasure on Ye Feibai's face gradually dissipated, her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, like a peach blossom in March.

If possible, Su Ying wanted to stab him to death now.

Men flirt like this-naked luo?

She smiled charmingly: "The prince must be tired. Why not let Qiaoqiao come down and let Qiaoqiao rub your shoulders for you."

Ye Feibai did not move, holding her tightly.