Feng Yi shifted his body a little, and switched to an even more captivating position. His slender white fingers gently hooked onto the front of his clothes, revealing a firm and sturdy jade-like chest.
Chu Yunge could not help but swallow her saliva when she saw this, this guy's figure was really good.
"What are you looking at?" Feng Yi's charming voice carried a hint of playfulness.
"Peeping at a man's beauty while he was still caught, Chu Yunge's face couldn't help but turn hot as he hurriedly lowered his head. No... I didn't see anything. "
Feng Yi glanced at her bright red ears, pursed his lips and resisted his laughter, asking coldly: "Then why aren't you still not pinching this crown prince's ears?"
"Oh."
Raising her hand, she looked at the muscular body before her, momentarily at a loss as to how to proceed.
"That... Crown Prince, can you change your posture? "This way, your servant will know where to press."
"Don't tell me you want me to teach you how to knead it?"
"No, no, no …"
She hastily waved her hand. Why was this guy so hard to serve? He really wanted to choke him to death.
Feng Yi glanced at her, and saw that she was trying his best to hold back his anger, and almost broke his seal, as he coughed lightly. "Then why aren't you moving faster?"
"Alright." Chu Yunge rolled her eyes, "Crown Prince, this servant will bow his head for you."
"Yes."
Chu Yunge stretched out her claws and started to pinch his head. When she saw that he had closed her eyes, her breathing became steady.
He fell asleep so quickly? He bent his head down and whispered in Luo Yuan's ear, "Crown Prince, Crown Prince, Tai-"
Suddenly, his eyes opened.
Chu Yunge was so frightened that she immediately fell backwards, her heart trembling.
"What do you want?"
"This servant is to see if the Crown Prince is asleep."
"Continue." His voice was somewhat dry. Turning around with his back facing her, one could faintly see that his body was slightly trembling.
Was it because he was so angry that his entire body was trembling? If he really pissed Feng Yi off and took her down, he would be dead.
Hurry up and continue massaging his head.
Half of the sand in the funnel had already sunk down, both of her hands were pressing on the sore spot, while Feng Yi, who was sleeping on her lap, took a deep breath.
Should I fall asleep now?
Ye Zichen shook his shoulders, seeing that he didn't have any signs of waking up at all.
He carefully removed his thigh from under his head. Suddenly, a cold voice rang out: "Where are you going?"
"Your servant thought the crown prince had fallen asleep, so …"
He squinted his eyes and stared at Chu Yunge for a while until her body became stiff. Then, he got up slowly, lifted the carriage curtain and ordered the people who were accompanying him.
"Go, call the Chronicle Officer over."
A chronicler? Chu Yunge was startled, what was this fellow trying to do? It couldn't be that he thought that she served him poorly, wanted to serve him with a heavy punishment, and wanted to make an example of this matter in the annals of history, right?
Did she, as a princess of a country, die because of Wang Chun's ugly face?
Mommy, my god!
"Crown Prince, you …"
Feng Yi raised his hand and forcefully cut her off, "No need to say anymore."
At this time, a middle-aged man wearing regular clothes bowed and got on the carriage, after bowing to Feng Yi, he sat in front of the table, ready to record everything down.
In that instant, she felt like she was being butchered on a chopping block.
She turned her head slightly and looked at Feng Yi's charming and handsome face with trepidation.
He smiled sinisterly.
She suddenly had the feeling that her bad uncle was trying to trick the little loli, but she was unable to find any clues.
"What do you think of me?"
"Huh?" Chu Yunge was startled, why did she suddenly ask this?
She really wanted to directly say the word "hooligan", but she was currently pretending to be Feng Yi's eunuch, Wang Chun.
He grinned and said, "The Crown Prince is such a god-like figure, how can he be described with the words of the world?"
After saying that, he glanced over to see the chronicler sitting in front of the desk, writing something down.
What did that mean?
Without waiting for her to understand, she heard Feng Yi ask again: "So you also think that this crown prince is the best candidate to be the husband of Imperial Protector Princess?"
As a servant, she had no choice but to compliment him for asking such a question.
Yet, he had actually invited a historical official to write it down for him. He was really thick-skinned.
She pursed her lips and forced out a smile, "That's only natural."
"You seem to be answering, very unwilling."
Feng Yi sent an ice-cold gaze over to his face, causing goosebumps to rise all over her body. She then heard his cold voice asking: "Do you think that there's something wrong with this crown prince?"
"No, no, it's not …"
She took a deep breath and resisted the urge to kick him out of the carriage.
"Crown Prince, you have great looks and you have a high position. In the future, you will become the ruler of a country. Naturally, you are the ideal partner that all the girls in the world dream of. "
"In other words, the fact that Imperial Protector Princess Chu Yunge was able to marry this crown prince is her greatest fortune?"
"Yes."
Feng Yi looked at the recorded official who had finished writing, "Have you memorized everything?"
"Alright, please have a look at it, Crown Prince." The chronicler hastily handed him the recorded book.
Feng Yi looked at it carefully, and revealed a satisfied smile, and suddenly pointed outside the window.
Isn't that Chu Yan? Why is he back? "
Royal brother? Chu Yunge immediately stuck his head out of the window to look. She felt a sharp pain at the back of his head, her eyes blooming like flowers.
He wanted to turn around and see who had launched the sneak attack, but his eyes turned black and his body fell backwards.
Feng Yi pulled her into his embrace, the corners of his mouth curving upwards." "Chronicle Officer, you made a mistake in the booklet.
When the historical official heard this, his body trembled. His forehead was drenched with cold sweat as he hurriedly knelt down.
Having been a chronicler for many years, he naturally understood that it wasn't that he had made a mistake, but that his records did not satisfy his master.
"Please enlighten me, Crown Prince."
Feng Yi did not reply. He only slowly ripped off a layer of skin off Chu Yunge's face.
The Chronicle Officer's eyes widened.
Very quickly, Chu Yunge's original appearance was revealed before her eyes.
"Now do you know what's wrong?"
"This humble subject understands. Thank you for your guidance, Crown Prince."
"I do not wish for this matter to be known by anyone else."
"This humble subject understands that it has always been the Crown Prince and Imperial Protector Princess of Chu speaking. This humble subject has not seen anyone since I got on the horse carriage."
Feng Yi nodded in satisfaction and waved him off.
When Chu Yunge opened her eyes again, the back of her head was still aching. She remembered what happened the moment she fainted.
He was so frightened that he quickly touched his face and discovered that he was still wearing Wang Chun's skin. He immediately heaved a long sigh of relief.
However, why did he sneak attack her?
Had he been discovered?
Before he could think it through, he saw Feng Yi lift the curtain and enter the carriage.
"What do you think you are doing staring at this crown prince? You suddenly fainted just now. This prince has already asked someone to help you take a look, it's because you are too tired, so you just need to rest a bit more. "
"Sudden fainting?" Chu Yunge touched the back of her head, which was still throbbing with pain, looking confused.
Seeing Feng Yi like this, it seemed like he did not realise that she had disguised himself as Wang Chun, did he really faint all of a sudden?
Ye Zichen frowned, then thought about it. No matter how he thought about it, he felt that something wasn't right, and thinking about it made his head hurt even more.