C154 Do you think I'm a printing press

"Butler."

"Your Royal Highness, what orders do you have for me?"

"Is the princess up yet?"

He didn't know why, but when he asked this question, there was a strange unnaturalness on his face.

The steward was stunned. He rarely heard the prince take the initiative to ask about the wangfei's matter. But recently, the prince seemed to have become more concerned about her.

The steward glanced in the direction of the East Courtyard before withdrawing his gaze.

"Princess Wangfei hasn't come out from the East District since this morning. She should be awake by now."

It was already too late for the princess to sleep.

the butler thought.

Yan Yuan was quiet for a few seconds, then waved his hand, signalling the butler to go down, and he walked towards the east courtyard.

It was obvious that the steward had still underestimated his own princess' ability to sleep. Even though the time had already passed, the princess was still sleeping soundly.

The East District was unusually quiet. Yan Yuan didn't even need to enter to guess that the woman definitely wasn't out of bed yet.

As expected — —

When he stood outside the main bedroom door on the second floor, Xiao Yue coincidentally came out. When she saw Yan Yuan, she was obviously shocked.

"Your servant greets Your Highness."

Yan Yuan's gaze swept across the water basin in Xiao Yue's hands and found that the water inside was cold.

"She's not up yet?"

Xiao Yue was unable to hear the emotions behind Yan Yuan's words, but his heart was beating like a drum.

His Royal Highness had always disliked the princess, and for the past three days, he hadn't gotten up until late in the morning.

Today, I was caught by the prince. This …

"My princess, she …"

Xiao Yue bit her lower lip, just as she was conflicted over how she should give Liu Ruo Qing a good reason to act. However, no matter how much she thought about it, she couldn't come up with a good reason.

"You can leave first."

Following that, Yan Yuan's voice came out coldly from above her head.

As if she was granted amnesty, Xiao Yue heaved a sigh of relief. However, in her heart, she was still worried about what the ancestor, who was still sleeping soundly, would do.

"Yes, your servant will take his leave."

Xiao Yue slightly cut herself off, lowered her eyes, and withdrew.

Yan Yuan reached out to push open the door. Even though he saw the person on the bed move twice, he didn't have any intention of waking up.

He just turned over and went back to sleep.

Yan Yuan was not in a hurry, he slowly walked to the table and sat down, then silently sat there and waited.

A quarter of an hour later, the person on the bed moved again.

She stretched lazily and sat up from the bed. She knocked on her right hand, which had become unbearably heavy after a few days of punishment, and cursed in a low voice:

"That bastard Yan Yuan actually mistreated me like that. When I go back and dig his grave, I won't believe it."

In front of the table, Yan Yuan's eyes flashed when he heard the mutter behind his. His eyes narrowed.

Just as Liu Ruo Qing finished speaking, from the corner of her eyes, she saw a person seated at the side of the table.

She suddenly turned her head, and saw that Yan Yuan was sitting with his back facing her, not allowing her to see his expression.

But Liu Ruo Qing was so scared that she leaped up from the bed.

Why is he here?

Did he hear what she just said?

Would he find a chance to take revenge on her?

In his mind, all sorts of scenes that were scarier than movies flashed across Liu Ruo Qing's mind.

At this time, Yan Yuan had already slowly turned his head to look at her, and the corners of his mouth faintly curved into a smile.

It was clearly a beautiful and handsome face with the ability to topple nations and topple the earth, but in Liu Ruo Qing's eyes, it was like a zombie infected with a bacterial virus in a biological crisis. It scared her so much that all the pores on her body started to prepare for battle.

"Love Consort, you have finally woken up. This king has been waiting for you for a long time."

Yan Yuan opened his mouth and spoke in a low and rich magnetic voice, causing her to feel no sense of danger. It was as if the warm sunlight that was outside the window was enveloping the entire room.

But Liu Ruo Qing knew that for a smiling tiger like Yan Yuan, the gentler it was, the greater its killing power.

And it's that kind of thing, you can't do anything about it.

Liu Ruo Qing stiffened as the corners of her mouth twitched. She pulled away her blanket and got off the bed.

"Your highness was waiting for me here early in the morning, it really flattered me."

He pretended to be calm as he poured himself a glass of water to hide his nervousness.

"This king has only heard that Love Consort has been busy very late these past few days. I presume that the mission this king gave you has already been completed?"

His long arm lightly wrapped around Liu Ruo Qing's shoulders. Even though it was such a gentle action, it still made Liu Ruo Qing feel that there was no blood in the weapon.

Of course she knew what the "mission" Yan Yuan had mentioned was.

Complete? Completed your ass.

Such a thick book, copying it a hundred times in three days. Do you think I'm a printing press?

"Hur hur."

She forced a smile on her face as she stretched out her hand to carefully remove Yan Yuan's hand that was on her shoulder. Just as she took a step to the side, she was pulled back by Yan Yuan's long arm once more.

"Where's the copy?"

His brows drooped, and his voice was still as gentle as the warm sun. The smile on his lips was like the spring breeze, yet Liu Ruo Qing could still easily feel the coldness within it.

"On... There it is. "

She pointed at the papers on the table that were already organized, and praised Xiao Yue in her heart.

Xiao Yue was not bad, she had already helped her before going to sleep.

Tsk tsk tsk, such a thick stack was actually copied by me personally.

I probably spent my entire life's worth of patience here.

"Bring it here."

"Oh."

Liu Ruo Qing lowered her head, with a face full of resignation, he walked to the table and brought out the thick stack of papers, passing it over to Yan Yuan.

Looking at his eyes, there was an additional feeling of not being able to live with him.

"That's all?"

Yan Yuan frowned, somewhat disdainfully. He clearly knew that she could not complete it, but he still liked to see the changeable expression on her face, which was even better than watching a show.

These words were spoken with undisguised disdain, almost igniting Liu Ruo Qing's violent temper.

But thinking that this shameless bastard Yan Yuan would go and snitch on Kaiser's nephew, she gritted his teeth and endured.

She pinched Yan Yuan's shoulders like a dog leg and said coquettishly:

"My prince, I know I was wrong. I've already copied it once, but I can't even lift his little hand anymore. How about …" This time, forget it. "

She moved closer to Yan Yuan from the back, her chin still leaning on Yan Yuan's shoulder halfway.

His body started to emit a faint female scent, and in the next moment, it floated to the tip of his nose, causing Yan Yuan's heart to palpitate for a moment.

"Just let it go like that?"

The corner of Yan Yuan's mouth hooked up in a calculating tone.

He felt every single movement Liu Ruo Qing made on her shoulders. He seemed careless, but it made him feel like he was being teased by her.