Ye Ting’an did not answer Jun Xiaoyan’s question, but he smiled and asked: “Why is the Prince here?”
Jun Xiaoyan walked in front of Ye Ting’an, leaned down, and made his eyes level with Ye Ting’an: “Why? Is the Prince can’t be here?”
“Of course not. Ting’an means that it is getting late, so the Prince should rest in his own house at this time.”
The smile on Ye Ting’an’s face did not change. It seemed that he had this expression no matter who he was facing.
Jun Xiaoyan curled his lips, looking unhappy: “Your expression has not changed for thousands of years. I am so tired of seeing it!”
“Prince, you should leave.”
Ye Ting’an was still smiling. The expression on his face did not change at all because of Jun Xiaoyan’s words.
As soon as Ye Ting’an finished speaking, Qi Luo on the side smiled at Jun Xiaoyan: “Sixth Prince, our Marquis is going to rest too. Why don’t you go back and rest early?”
Jun Xiaoyan glared at Qi Luo and snorted: “I plan to rest here today, what’s the matter?”
Qi Luo looked down at Ye Ting’an with difficulty.
Ye Ting’an’s eyebrows didn’t even tremble: “Qi Luo, send the Prince out.”
“Yes!” Qi Luo said with a straight face, then pulled Jun Xiaoyan’s collar, and threw Jun Xiaoyan out the door, almost bumping into Luo Bei who came in with hot water.
“Hey~ you stinky boy! Pretty boy! You are so bold! You dare to throw this Prince!”
Jun Xiaoyan was also a martial practicist, although not as skilled as Qi Luo. But after being thrown out by Qi Luo, he stood firm immediately, but his face was a little red with anger.
Luo Bei, who was about to enter the meditation room, stopped and turned to look at Jun Xiaoyan, who was standing outside the meditation room and sorting out his clothes that Qi Luo had tossed up.
Luo Bei asked expressionlessly: “Who is the Sixth Prince’s pretty boy talking about?”
Jun Xiaoyan answered without thinking: “The pretty boy is talking about Qi Luo!”
Jun Xiaoyan reacted quickly and came to his senses just after he finished speaking.
Pointing at Luo Bei, he looked surprised: “Hey~ Luo Bei, you usually don’t say a word, but is today the sun rising from the west? Are you still teasing me?!”
Luo Bei used her eyes to signal Jun Xiaoyan to look at the sky and said lightly: “It’s raining.”
After speaking, Luo Bei entered the meditation room with hot water.
When passing by Qi Luo who was smiling happily, Luo Bei just glanced at Qi Luo lightly. Then, she gently placed her foot on one of Qi Luo’s feet and stepped on it a few times.
Qi Luo stared with his eyes wide open and held his breath, and his face flushed. He didn’t dare to retract his foot, so he could only look at Luo Bei pitifully: “It hurts… My dear wife~ Let go of your feet, let go of your feet~”
Luo Bei stepped a few more times and added her strength: “Do you know you are wrong?”
Qi Luo’s eyebrows were almost knotted. He didn’t know where he was wrong, but he still nodded obediently: “I know I am wrong! I know I am wrong!”
“Where is wrong?”
“What?!”
Qi Luo looked at Luo Bei blankly and saw Luo Bei staring at him. Qi Luo immediately said a few times. His mind was turning quickly, thinking about where he made a mistake.
“I, I know I was wrong! Men and women should not be intimate with each other. Since I already have a wife, I shouldn’t hold the Old Madam’s sleeve! After all, although the Old Madam has an old lady identity, she is young and beautiful, not old at all~ I promise! I will keep a distance from beautiful people of the opposite sex in the future!”
After saying that, Qi Luo felt something was wrong again and then added: “No, no, no~ No matter old or young, ugly or beautiful, I promise not to get close!”
Luo Bei was stunned. This was not what she said!
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