Quick Travel: Cannon fodder, she always encounters yandere and paranoid people

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There was singing and dancing at the banquet, and beautiful dancers in dance dresses swayed their bodies. Qiao Qingqing, who was standing in the middle of the many dancers, wore a dance dress that was a little different from the others, so she naturally attracted more attention.

But compared to her appearance, her somewhat stiff dancing posture seemed to attract more attention...

The old prime minister didn't think it was a big deal. As long as he could successfully seduce Choi Yong-woo, his plan would be a success.

Qiao Qingqing saw Cui Yan's look, which seemed to tell her to start planning.

She turned around reluctantly and continued to "dance", and took the opportunity to look in the direction of the young prince.

It wouldn't matter if she didn't look, but once she did, Qiao Qingqing couldn't take her eyes away. She waved her arms absentmindedly, spinning in circles as she moved closer to Choi Yong-woo.

With this face and this figure...if it happened in modern times, she would be more celebrity-like than a star.

Qiao Qingqing muttered silently in her heart. She felt that this prince was even more handsome than Cui Yan. So she decided to carry out her plan of seducing him today. It was not a loss to meet such a handsome guy.

A smile appeared on Qiao Qingqing's face, and then she waved her sleeves and flew to Cui Rongyu like a butterfly as planned.

"Your Majesty..."

As soon as she opened her mouth, her voice was deliberately softened. Her eyes were fixed on Choi Yong-woo, and she picked up the wine jug on his desk.

"I will pour wine for the prince..."

There was an endless stream of stringed music at the banquet, but the noise was much quieter, and many people looked at the courageous dancer.

Cui Rongyu lowered his eyes, holding an empty wine cup in his hand, and pursed his thin lips in silence, as if he was thinking about something.

In Qiao Qingqing's eyes, this scene seemed like he was pretending to be cold and not daring to look up at her. She lowered her eyes and smiled secretly, then danced closer.

"Why should you be shy, little prince..."

Just as Qiao Qingqing was about to sit in the empty seat next to Cui Rongyu, the expressionless and cold prince finally spoke lightly.

"Feiyu."

Before Qiao Qingqing sat down, the sword hanging on Feiyu's waist was unsheathed. Qiao Qingqing was so scared that she shuddered all over and stood up quickly.

Cui Rongyu had received special permission from the emperor, allowing him to be accompanied by close guards carrying swords no matter what occasion he attended or when he went to the palace to meet the emperor.

"Swords have no eyes, so you'd better be careful, girl."

Fei Yu was full of vigor. He first showed his sword to scare people, and then put it back into the scabbard very neatly.

The music at the banquet suddenly stopped, and everyone's eyes turned to that side.

Qiao Qingqing, who was standing aside, seemed a little frightened, her face pale. Everyone's gazes made her feel as if she had made a fool of herself in public.

"What is the little prince doing? He has no mercy on women..."

The old prime minister spoke, placing the wine cup on the table with some displeasure. He was still waiting for the dancer's plan to succeed.

Qiao Qingqing blushed and said angrily:

"I just want to sit down, I'm not an assassin..."

"This seat is taken."

Cui Rongyu's cold voice sounded, his slender and beautiful fingertips pointed at the wine cup, and his cold eyes turned and glanced at Qiao Qingqing lightly.

"You can't sit."

Qiao Qingqing looked a little embarrassed, and she subconsciously glanced at Cui Yan who was sitting opposite her.

Cui Yan's expression didn't change much, she just frowned slightly, as if because her plan today had failed.

Qiao Qingqing withdrew her gaze in a huff, and asked with a stubborn and unyielding light in her eyes:

"Where is anyone here?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Yun Wu, who was sneaking in through the small door, appeared in front of everyone.

Yun Wu originally wanted to sneak in, but the banquet was very quiet, so everyone else heard her come in and looked over in unison.

"Awu, come here."

Choi Yong-woo's voice was cold, but everyone could hear it clearly in the quiet banquet.

"Yes! Little prince..."

Yun Wu had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk over quickly. Qiao Qingqing also recognized that handsome face.

Isn't this the person I met in the corridor? She is actually the maidservant beside the prince...

Yun Wu lowered her head and ran over obediently, then sat down on the empty seat next to Cui Rongyu.

She looked up at Qiao Qingqing standing in front of her with some confusion, and recognized that she was the dancer in the corridor who was said to be the second prince's consort in the future.

But Yun Wu didn’t understand why she had to stand here.

Seeing that the plan had failed before it even began, the old prime minister had no choice but to speak up.

"Ahem... please step back first."

"Yes……"

Qiao Qingqing had no choice but to bend down and bow crookedly, then looked back at Yun Wu with some dissatisfaction, and finally left with the other dancers.

The sound of stringed instruments and bamboo music was heard again at the banquet. The other guests, out of consideration for the old prime minister's face, just smiled and started toasting and chatting with each other as if nothing had happened.

However, many people were curious about who Cui Rong and the beautiful maid beside her were, who could make the young prince, who never cared about women, treat her so differently.

Cui Rongyu moved a plate of "carefully arranged" chicken legs in front of Yun Wu.

"I accidentally sent an extra portion. Here you go."

He casually moved the fragrant chicken leg in front of Yun Wu, and his hand holding the wine cup did not move for a long time.

It seemed as if he was waiting for the clumsy little maid to thank him with a soft voice... but -

"My young prince, why did the dancer look so bad just now?"

Yun Wu tilted her head and asked in a low voice. She came in late so naturally she didn't know what was going on and was confused.

Cui Rongyu's expression did not change, he just slowly poured Yun Wu a glass of fruit wine. The fruit wine was mellow and not intoxicating.

"Maybe he's sick."

He said it somewhat casually, but Yun Wu took it seriously and nodded slowly twice in surprise.

"No wonder, it turns out he's sick..."

No wonder she thought she was weird when they met in the corridor.

But before Yun Wu could think deeply, Cui Rongyu asked her to eat the chicken leg. She had just gone out to digest her food and her stomach was a little empty again, so she took the chicken leg and started to eat it contentedly.

Cui Rongyu glanced at Yun Wu while she was eating without any expression, and pursed his thin lips slightly as if there was a faint smile.

Her cheeks are so round and plump that they look like they are easy to pinch, hmm...

If he took a big bite, this stupid killer would probably cry like a pear blossom in the rain while gnawing on the chicken leg that he was reluctant to give up...

What Cui Rongyu didn't expect was that when the banquet was about to end, his stupid maid secretly drank some wine and got herself drunk.

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