My Empress is My Bad Girl

Zhao Yuanjing was slapped for the first time in his life.

No, it should be said that he never dreamed that he would still be slapped one day.

A clear handprint quickly appeared on his white cheeks.

Yun Dai lay on the couch, staring at his face in a daze.

When she fought, she didn't think about anything in her head, and only realized after she finished that this one was not the wretched men of modern times, but the wretched man with the status of a prince.

Although the essence is the same shameless, but in the end, the background of the times is different.

She is just a little palace lady now, daring to stretch out her paws and hit the noble face of the prince, hundreds of people want the head on her neck every minute.

At this moment, she thought a lot.

It was Aunt Pan's family and her son who thought about it most.

If she died, Aunt Pan would definitely treat Yan'er well.

But what if she tires Aunt Pan's family?

Yun Dai made a decisive decision, quickly got up, jumped down, and fell to her knees: "The slave and maidservant deserves a million deaths, please immediately grant the slave and maid to death! The slave and maid should do everything alone!"

Zhao Yuanjing was still lying on his stomach.

He slowly sat upright, raised his hand and touched his cheek.

Hot.

That slap didn't save any strength.

Zhao Yuanjing couldn't help thinking that when she was in the kitchen before, when she knocked on the back of his hand with a spatula, Guojue was so cruel and did not hesitate.

This woman...really hot.

Fight if you want.

Zhao Yuanjing has no doubt that if he is just an ordinary man, not a prince. This woman will definitely bite his neck.

From this, she did not hesitate to apologize because she was afraid of his identity.

"Go out." Zhao Yuanjing said.

Yun Dai didn't stay at all, she got up and ran.

"Stop." Zhao Yuanjing said.

Yun Dai stopped immediately, but did not look back.

With a cry, a robe was thrown on her.

"Don't be seen by anyone, it's ruining your master's reputation, your master wants your life." Zhao Yuanjing said coldly.

Yun Dai unwrapped her robe and walked away quickly.

Zhao Yuanjing looked at her back, raised her hand and touched her face, thinking that this dead woman with no conscience had beaten someone. She didn't even ask a question, only worried about her own life.

He went to find a bottle of ointment by himself, looked in the mirror, and wiped it for a long time, and his cheek was dark and it didn't hurt much.

When Liu Fuquan came back, he saw the water all over the floor, but he didn't remove the bathtub, and he couldn't help being furious. When I saw the dark ointment on the prince's face, I was almost scared to death.

"Where are the people who served?" he roared.

"What to shout?" Zhao Yuanjing glanced at him, "I accidentally slipped and fell while bathing myself. Cleaned up here."

The maids hurried over, changed everything in the hall, and cleaned it again.

Liu Fuquan wanted to call an imperial doctor, but Zhao Yuanjing refused.

Liu Fuquan waited on him with a small thought, and said: "The slave was just ordered to send something to Concubine Chen, and Concubine Chen was very happy. He also asked your Royal Highness to come over, saying that he made a snack by himself, and would like to invite his highness to taste.

They all knew it was an excuse, but they wanted the prince to spend the night.

Zhao Yuanjing usually doesn't even move his brows.

But he suddenly thought of Little Chef's invincible appearance, his heart moved slightly, and he got up and said, "It's okay, go see Concubine Chen."

Liu Fuquan almost suspected that his ears had misheard.

Is he willing to go to Concubine Chen's house?

He hurriedly got up: "The minion first went to inform Concubine Chen."

"No need." Zhao Yuanjing got up and walked out.

He just wanted to know whether his "illness" was good for the little cook or other women.