Chu Yanhuan glanced at her and asked casually, "What's your name?" ”

The other party's eyes immediately lit up, and he whispered: "The slave family is called Fuyi." ”

Chu Yanhuan was silent for a moment, and said quietly: "Why does this name smell like a hook?" ”

Whisk: "...... You love to laugh. ”

*

Chaoyang Palace.

Fu Yi stood at the door for a long time before she walked in in a daze, and shouted at Chu Yanhuan: "You are the ninth princess?" ”

The girl glanced at her and replied lazily, "Well, you know me?" ”

Fu Yi shook his head sincerely, "I don't know." ”

"......" Chu Yanhuan: "Then you talk about a fart!" ”

Fuyi pursed his lips aggrievedly, and opened his mouth to admonish: "Princess, how can you say such foul language from a girl's family?" ”

Chu Yanhuan's eyelids jumped.

She had a hunch that she might have invited the Buddha to come.

*

Sure enough.

In the next few days, there were chickens and dogs jumping in Chaoyang Palace.

Bai Zhi asked Fuyi: "What about the princess's favorite lotus plants?" ”

Fu Yi stared at the white fungus snow lotus soup in his hand and smiled stiffly.

"Well, I stewed it."

Angelica Bai: "......"

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Before the banquet, Fu Yi confidently helped Chu Yanhuan put on makeup.

Half an hour later.

stared at the big flower face singing in the mirror, his face was as white as a ghost, and his lips were red as blood.

She almost jumped in fright.

Chu Yanhuan tried to take a deep breath, and the corners of his eyes kept twitching.

She looked at her clothes coldly, and said coolly, "Is it good-looking?" ”

Fuyi blinked and smiled softly at her, "Beautiful." ”

Then, she was beaten by Chu Yanhuan.

Look good at your big pineapple!

Brushing his clothes silently and wiping his tears, sniffing his nose, he squatted in the corner of the wall aggrievedly.

Why is she always the one who gets hurt?

Huh~

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A few days later, Chu Yanhuan called the clothes to him very seriously.

Looking at this person, Chu Yanhuan felt angry, "You, come over to me." ”

Fuyi stood in front of her obediently and whispered, "Princess, do you have any orders?" ”

Chu Yanhuan said that he wanted to smoke a cigarette.

She glanced at the man, "I thank you so much, isn't it good for you to be a vase quietly?" ”

"Look at how many things you've caused me lately?"

The clothes hung down their heads, and they didn't squeak.

Chu Yanhuan: "Don't pretend to be dead." ”

Whisk: "Squeak-"

The girl laughed angrily, and as soon as she slapped the table and stood up, she angrily walked over to the whisk.

But because she was in such a hurry, she tripped over the hem of her skirt and fell straight to the ground.

It's all face to the ground!

The palace maids: "Princess! Then he hurriedly rushed up to support Chu Yanhuan, but because the distance was too far.

It's too late!

Chu Yanhuan hurriedly stretched out his arm against the ground to prevent his pretty little face from being broken.

Unexpectedly, Fuyi, who was obviously far away from her at that time, suddenly came to her face.

Fuyi reached out to hug Chu Yanhuan's waist, then put his body under her and fell to the ground hard.

The girl opened one eye and glanced at her current condition.

Her hand was resting on her chest.

Then, an untimely thought popped into the little girl's head.

Like, a little flat?

“！” Chu Yanhuan's eyelids jumped, and when he looked up, he met the beautiful and glamorous face of Fuyi, which was still an enlarged version.

The other smiled at her.

Chu Yanhuan's little heart trembled, she hurriedly withdrew her hand, and then got up from the ground.

Fuyi also sat up, her long hair fell apart, and her green hair was thick like a waterfall, and her beautiful face became more and more exquisite.

She raised her hand to cover her lips, and smiled seductively and innocently, "The princess is shy?" ”