Yuan Baoer pursed his lips, thinking that he had a sister whose status was unshakable, so he didn't say much, nodded, and said happily:

"Okay, I'm not your sister, I'm your young lady, is that okay?"

He glanced at her leisurely: "Yeah."

...It feels like she has brought back an old man.

The taxi stopped at the entrance of Prince Jing's Mansion. Yuan Baoer jumped off the horse, followed closely by Fu Sichen. When he saw the huge plaque, his face darkened, and the unhappiness in his heart suddenly surged up like a tide: "You

Live here?"

Not noticing the displeasure on the young man's face, Yuan Baoer walked ahead and said as he walked:

"It's just temporary. I happen to know the prince here. Let's go."

Fu Sichen remained silent, the rage boiling in his heart almost engulfing him.

If he remembered correctly, the prince here should be very handsome.

Sure enough, it lived up to his expectations. As soon as they entered, a handsome man sitting in the courtyard noticed them: "Back?"

He looked up and saw this beautiful man in white clothes bathing in the sun, with snacks on the table. He seemed to be admiring the flowers at the moon, but in fact he was waiting for someone.

wait……

The person next to him.

Fu Sichen's eyes turned cold as he stared at the man who walked forward.

"Miss Yuan."

Rong Yu's eyebrows were filled with joy, and he also breathed a sigh of relief:

"You're finally back. I originally wanted to send someone to check on you, but your brother always said there was nothing wrong with you. He wouldn't let me go anyway."

As he said that, he glanced at the people around her unintentionally. When he saw Fu Sichen, his expression froze, revealing some confusion, but he did not express it immediately. He just asked:

"Why have you been gone for so long?"

Baoer smiled and replied: "This is really fun. I was so greedy that I forgot to go back home. Oh yes, this is a person I picked up on the roadside, named Xiaofeng, so I took it

He took him by his side as a little attendant."

Hearing this, Fu Sichen took a step forward, raised his head and stared into Rong Yu's eyes without fear. Although his posture was humble, his eyes still showed that arrogant and arrogant attitude: "Well, Your Majesty."

Rong Yu narrowed his eyes.

The young boy in front of him has a delicate face. Although he has not yet opened his face, he can still imagine how charming he will be in the future.

And his look seemed to be filled with hostility.

That hostility between men.

What is it? Does a poor young man who appears suddenly like this still want to fight with him?

A hint of sarcasm gradually filled his eyes, and he simply ignored the other party and looked at Yuan Baoer tenderly:

"I have prepared sweet soup for you. Do you want to try it? It is a very special snack here. Although you also have it in Feng Qiguo, I think the flavor is different. Don't you like sweets? So do you want to try it?

"

Hearing the sweets, Yuan Baoer suddenly opened his eyes and agreed happily: "Of course, where are they?"

Rong Yu stepped forward and took a step closer to her, with friendly eyes: "If you don't mind, would you like to come to my room and let's eat together? By the way, I'll tell you what we're going to do tomorrow.

things."

"No problem." She nodded cheerfully, and just as she was about to step forward, her arm was grabbed.

When he turned around, Fu Sichen was looking at him coldly and whispered:

"Have you forgotten, Miss, that you bought a lot of food for the prince and your brother? And you have already eaten a lot of sweets during the dinner. Eating more sweets is not good for your health."

Yuan Baoer was stunned and blinked.

That seems to be the case.

The sweetness in her mouth has not completely dissipated, and it may be a bit nauseating to eat it again.

She could only face her face and say apologetically:

"Otherwise, you put it in the pot and I'll eat it tomorrow."

Seeing her refusal, Rong Yu frowned imperceptibly, and his eyes fell on Fu Sichen.

He looked at him, with a little coldness in his eyes, but his tone was still gentle:

"Tomorrow, I will send someone to make new ones for you. Throw away the old ones."

Yuan Baoer frowned, seeing that Rong Yu seemed to be a little disappointed, she still said:

"I'd better eat it. After all, I've eaten so much, it's not enough."

Rong Yu was startled and looked at her with a soft light in his eyes: "Okay, please come this way."

The group of people arrived at Rong Yu's room, but it was close to the door. Zhizhi originally wanted to follow, but Fu Sichen was a step ahead of her and entered the room first.

There can only be one personal attendant in the prince's palace.

Zhizhi looked confused after being squeezed out. Yuan Fu Sichen looked at each other, but the other party just nodded to her politely and whispered: "I'll do it."

She didn't have any objections, she just thought it was a bit weird.

It's like they are vying to be by the lady's side.

What's there to fight for?

She was a little confused.

In the room, Yuan Baoer and Rong Yu were sitting side by side, and sweet soup was served. It was made of milk and glutinous rice balls, with small glutinous rice balls floating on it.

"Try it quickly." Rong Yu looked at her with a smile, his eyes full of tenderness: "I hope you like it."

She gulped it down, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

In this hot summer day, this bowl of sweet soup is still served with ice. One sip is very refreshing.

Delicious!!

She nodded happily, and Rong Yu's eyes as deep as a pool finally revealed a little joy sincerely:

"That's good."

She has never been able to resist sweet things, and she would go down a bowl without stopping:

"I have seen what you have here today. If you go there next time, I will also take you to taste the delicious food we have there."

As she said this, she patted her belly and felt that her gift was worth it:

"I'll have someone give you the gift I brought later."

Hearing this, Rong Yu lowered his head and smiled implicitly, his eyes falling on her mouth, "The gift is not urgent, but -"

He suppressed the smile at the corner of his mouth, even though he could hold back his laughter so elegantly:

"Just wipe it."

Yuan Baoer was startled and touched his mouth, only to find that there were milk stains all around his mouth.

Her face suddenly turned red, and she lowered her head apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm used to being careless at home."

As she said this, she was about to take out her handkerchief and wipe her mouth. Suddenly, a handkerchief came across from the side.

She was startled and looked away, looking at the owner of the veil.

Fu Sichen held the black handkerchief used by men, lowered his eyes and wiped the corners of her mouth, his movements gentle and careful, as if he was wiping a treasure.

Everyone present was shocked by his move.

Also includes Yuan Baoer.

She looked at the young man in front of her in confusion, and waited until he finished wiping before she realized what she was doing. She said her thanks awkwardly: "Thank you."

Fu Sichen lowered his eyes, put the handkerchief close to his body, and stood aside:

"It should."

The subtle atmosphere between the two people fell in Rong Yu's eyes. At first glance, it seemed like the deep love between master and servant, but if you look closely at the young man's eyes, it seemed that there was a trace of possessiveness and deliberateness.

Moreover, his appearance is very familiar.
Chapter completed!