After the good boy went crazy

Suan Chao's beauty trick succeeded.

Although Zeng Yan was not canonized, the prince did not let the prince into the slave palace like the princesses and princes sent by other countries before, but lived in the palace.

Everyone knows what this signal is.

In the eyes of everyone, it should be a certainty that this sullen prince will be canonized after the bedtime service.

After all, the prince's appearance is something ordinary people can't refuse.

I never forget what I have seen.

On the other side, Huan Ji was lying on the bed and distracted.

The mind-wandering of the phantom festival is very interesting. Most people can't see that the phantom festival is mind-wandering, and they think it is meditation.

Because the expression of the phantom festival is very deceiving.

Basically every time Huan Ji looks serious and cold, his mind is actually blank.

After a while, the maids brought dinner to Huanji as usual.

After putting down the dinner, the leading maid saluted and said, "King Fengji Khan, the king won't be coming back to bed tonight, and the king told you to rest early."

Huan Ji nodded.

Seeing Huan Ji's calm expression, the maid hesitated for a long time and said: "King Khan, please speak up, you should try your best to obey the king."

Huan Ji noticed something strange, he wanted to ask.

But the maid didn't dare to reveal anything more, she just bowed and withdrew.

After all, a slave should not be involved in the matter of the king.

Huan Ji looked at the back of the maid, he was somewhat confused about what the maid said just now.

The words are easy to understand, but the expression is a bit wrong.

That expression is a bit like... sympathy?

【Host. ] The system suddenly called Huan Ji.

【Um? 】

【Continue to eat? 】The system is full of energy.

【... Still eating? 】Huan Ji snapped his fingers.

【yes!Otherwise how can there be points?We have to pay back those overdrawn points! 】The system said sadly.

【Um. 】

Afterwards, Huan Ji reluctantly started to eat, and fell asleep without knowing it at the end, holding a half-gnawed milk fruit in his hand when he fell asleep.

For several days after that, Zeng Yan never appeared.

This was not possible before.

Huan Ji's eyes flickered suddenly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

On this day, the maids continued to deliver meals.It's just that it's much worse than the previous few days.

Porridge is made of brown rice, not high-grade rice.

The fruits of the phantom festival are no longer fresh.

This is the dining room of the royal palace watching people order dishes.Now everyone in the palace knows that Wang Shangxin has gained a favor, so naturally they don't treat the phantom sacrifice so meticulously.

The system didn't let Huan Ji eat anymore.

Because these foods are not clean, Huanji is not healthy in the first place, and eating too much will hurt his body.

Fortunately, the attitude of the maids towards the phantom festival is still the same as before.

If you want to urinate or something, I didn't make things difficult for him.

It's just that Huan Ji's expression is still very dignified.On the fifth day, Huan Ji said to the system in a deep voice: [He seems to be tired of me. 】

[Don't be sad, you...] The system comforted.

But before the system finished speaking, it was interrupted by Huan Ji, who lowered his voice and said: [This is a good opportunity, we can take advantage of this opportunity to run. 】

The system pumped.

This is a plan that Huan Ji has been thinking about for several days, but it has never been implemented.

[Then your tribe...? 】

[We ran out and didn't go back to the tribe, how would he know if I wanted to run away or someone else hijacked me?It's fine if you don't chase me, if you catch me, I will say that someone is holding me hostage. 】

【…】

【how? 】Huan Ji said deeply.

[Very good, you are getting smarter. 】The system said silently.

Huan Ji, who was recognized, pursed his lips slightly.

This is an expression of Huan Ji's good mood.

Don't worry about the iron chain, a movie the system showed Huan Ji a few days ago happened to have an unlocking plot, and there was a picture of a hairpin unlocking it.

The phantom festival was recorded.

Then he found an opportunity to secretly hide a hairpin.

Now that the moon is dark and the wind is high, the servants and maids are guarding outside, this is the best time to escape.

[Can it be opened? ] The system is very suspicious.

【Try it. 】Phantom Festival Road.

While talking, Huanji sat up and opened the lock seriously.

Time passed without knowing it.

The system couldn't help but yawned, but Huan Ji continued to drive on.

Until a 'click' sound.

The system was refreshed, and said: [Open? 】

Huan Ji silently looked at the broken hairpin in his hand.

The system coughed dryly.

At this time, Huan Ji was really in a dilemma.

As long as the palace people find out that the keyhole is abnormal the next day, they will definitely report to Zeng Yan.

The end of the phantom festival can be imagined.

The system really can't stand it anymore, even though it doesn't want to help Huan Ji cheat, it still can't hold back: [The hairpin is made of wood, you burn it with fire. 】

Phantom Festival nodded.

Then he took out the candle and started burning it.

The sawdust in the keyhole was gradually burned away, and Huanji heaved a sigh of relief when he saw this.

[Put the candle back. 】The system said again.

【Um. 】

Huan Ji put the candle back to its original position.

Just when he was about to go back to the bed and pretend nothing happened, he suddenly saw something out of the corner of his eye.

Huan Ji was taken aback.

Then he headed in that direction again.

Then he saw Yan Yan in the dark, he was sitting there watching the phantom festival for an unknown how long.

Phantom Festival: "..."

Zen Yan slowly put down the teacup, he got up and walked towards Huan Ji.

Huan Ji retreated subconsciously.

It wasn't until retreating back to the bed that Yan Yan stopped, looked down at Huan Ji and said, "I was very focused on unlocking and opening the lock, and I didn't notice that I was coming. It seems that you really want to go out."

Huan Ji pursed her thin lips tightly.

Zen Yan raised Huan Ji's lower jaw, the strength in his hands was heavy, as if he wanted to crush Huan Ji.

But in the end he slowly let go of the phantom sacrifice.

It should be said that the moment he touched the phantom sacrifice, Zen Yan felt his body temperature and gradually calmed down.He likes the body temperature of the phantom festival very much.

Zen Yan pressed Huan Ji on the bed.

Huan Ji struggled subconsciously, but was easily restrained by Yan Yan, he said in Huan Ji's ear: "Don't move, if you are obedient, what happened just now can be forgotten."

Hearing this, Huan Ji stiffened and stopped struggling.

Zen Yan was buried in the phantom festival's neck, feeling the unique breath of the phantom festival.

At this moment, his mood finally calmed down.

He hadn't been interested in politics these days.

The prince sent by Yan Chao always gave Zen Yan a feeling of deja vu, but he didn't see it upon closer inspection.It's that familiar yet unfamiliar feeling.

This feeling made Zeng Yan feel a little split.

So he calmed down for a few days.

For the past three days, he had looked at the sullen prince blankly, until the sullen prince fainted from hunger, and then Zen Yan frowned and came back to his senses.

Disgust and disappointment were all Zeng Yan's moods at that time.

Afterwards, Zeng Yan came out of the hall, and he ordered people to watch over the resentful prince strictly.He couldn't let the prince go until he figured it out.

Then he went back to his bedroom.

Coincidentally, I saw Huan Ji trying to unlock the lock.

Although Zeng Yan's face turned very cold at that moment, he didn't disturb Huan Ji, but stood at the gate of the hall watching Huan Ji study the chain.

Until the wooden hairpin of the phantom festival snapped.

Although it was a little out of place, Zeng Yan was really amused by the phantom festival.

The depression of the past few days was also swept away.

Huan Ji could feel the strength of Zeng Yan's grip on his waist gradually increasing, and a somewhat ambiguous and dangerous atmosphere slowly condensed in the air.

"Stop!" Huan Ji stopped Zeng Yan instinctively.

Yan Yan looked dangerously at Huan Ji.

Huan Ji's Adam's apple moved slightly, he paused for a while and then said in a low voice: "The palace said that the king has a new servant, if that's the case, can the king let Xiaohan go?"

Zeng Yan narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

Seeing his eyes, Huan Ji couldn't see any joy or anger for a while, but he still bite the bullet and said: "If, if the king wants it, Xiao Khan won't resist, can you let Xiao Khan go back to the tribe after tonight?"

This is the best solution for phantom festival.

He doesn't want to be a prostitute.

But Yan Yan stroked Huan Ji's eyelashes, and said, "New pet servant? Where did you hear it?"

"... guessed it."

"Guess it? Are you so smart?" Yan Yan pointed out.

"You—" Huan Ji's expression changed.

"So you're angry? Huh?" Yan Yan whispered in Huan Ji's ear with a deep voice.

"No." Huan Ji was at a loss.

Why is he angry?

Wouldn't it be great if someone rushed to replace him as a spoiled pet?

"Woo." Huan Ji snorted suddenly.

His waist was almost broken by Zeng Yan just now.

Huan Ji looked at Zeng Yan with a pale face, his pale thin lips were bloodless.

"What should you answer?" Zeng Yan asked coldly.

"... angry." Huan Ji said in a low voice.

"Yes, really good." Yan Yan gently kissed Huan Ji's trembling long eyelashes.

[Host don't be afraid, you can report work-related injuries. 】

【…】

Yan Yan wrapped Huan Ji's waist around him, took him into his arms, and said: "It's okay, if you get angry in the future, you can tell Gu directly, and Gu will not blame you."

Forced to 'get angry', Huan Ji remained silent.

After a long time, Huan Ji felt that he needed to say something, so he said, "He, is he good-looking?"

"It's not good-looking, it's ugly." Zeng Yan said in a low voice.

It's really ugly.

No matter how strange it looked, Zen Yan wanted to peel off that face for a moment.But Zeng Yan, who came back to his senses, paused for a moment, a little surprised when he had such a hobby.

Although he has been battle-tested and killed countless people, Zeng Yan has never had the hobby of killing.

So Zeng Yan pondered for a long time.

Ultimately blame yourself for possibly not sleeping for so long.

"Oh."

"What do you want to ask Gu again?" Zeng Yan lightly bit Huan Ji's earlobe.

"There's nothing I want to ask." Huan Ji said.

But in the next second, Huanji felt a pain in his earlobe, and a drop of blood oozed from his earlobe.

Phantom Festival: "..."

[Host, hold back!not angry!This can also be reported as a work-related injury! 】

So the whole night, Huan Ji asked questions.It wasn't until Zeng Yan was about to go to court that he finally let go of the phantom sacrifice.

Although Zen Yan knew it was fake, she felt better.

Or maybe he likes the breath of the phantom festival.

As long as he was close to him, Zeng Yan's restless mood seemed to calm down instantly.

This did not exist before.

But after seeing that sullen prince, this feeling of irritability became more and more serious.

Zeng Yan felt that there might be something wrong.

His eyes were as black as ink, as if he was thinking about something.

at this time--

Suddenly, the maid's anxious voice came from the garden not far away, "It's not good! Someone! Prince Yan has fallen into the water!"

The guards quickly ran to save people.

Zen Yan frowned, and he said to the valet who was serving beside him: "Go and see what's going on."

"promise."

The attendant hurriedly took a look, then came back and knelt down and said, "Go back to the king, it's the prince who fell into the water." He paused at this point, as if hesitating whether he should say the next thing or not.

Zen Yan said impatiently: "Finish."

"...This matter is related to Feng Jihan."