Shock!Straight Man Long Aotian Secretly Hides The Villain’S Skirt Chapter 106

Chapter 106 The sick and violent prince 4

“It’s useless even if she meets my father,” Xie Rong said lightly, “my father will only think that she is ignorant.”

“Even you know who is most useful to ask for, but she doesn’t know.” Xie Rong glanced at the aunt in charge, “Yeting is also very good. Don’t bother me again because of these things.”

The aunt in charge responded and couldn’t help but add another sentence: “But when His Highness succeeds to the throne, I’m afraid there will be a lot of such troubles.”

She really understands their little highness and knows what to talk about, and Xie Rong also likes to hear it.

As expected, Xie Rong’s mood improved as soon as he heard the word “Legendary” in the future. He raised the corner of his mouth and snorted: “Talk too much.”

The aunt in charge felt blessed and looked at Eunuch Gao who was kneeling on the ground with his cheek swollen, feeling quite helpless.

“It’s cold at night. Your Highness should rest early.” said the aunt in charge.

Xie Rong stood up, let Eunuch Gao go, and returned to the dormitory.

The earth dragon in the hall kept burning, and the Tang Pozi under his feet changed one after another, but Xie Rong’s feet were still cold.

How come he is just a sickly body, and that damn guy Lu Yuanju can be stronger than an ox!

The more Xie Rong thought about it, the more manic and depressed his eyes became.

He sat up, smashed Yu Ruyi on the pillow, and said gloomily: “Let A Chou get out of here.”

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In his sleep, Lu Yuanju returned to the grassland of Saibei. His eagle hovered in the sky and responded to him with its cry.

Before he could have a fun competition with the eagle on horseback, Lu Yuanju was woken up by a basin of cold water.

“Ah Chou, His Highness has called you to the bedroom.” The little eunuch threw away the basin, held his nose in disdain, and glanced around the dark, low room.

There were nine Saibei prisoners of war sent to the East Palace. They were all strong and strong. During the day, they did all the dirty work in the East Palace. At night, they were all crowded on the bunk.

Although there was no unpleasant smell, as a eunuch, he couldn’t smell the masculine heat of these men.

Hateful, hateful!

If he had not been purified, he might be the one who could enter the bedroom to warm up His Highness now. How could it be the turn of these Saibei prisoners of war!

Water drops dripped down Lu Yuanju’s forehead to the bridge of his nose, and then dripped along the tip of his nose to his lips.

He smelled the fragrance of the sick prince again.

Lu Yuanju frowned and said, “What kind of water is this?”

The little eunuch said sourly: “Your Highness just has cold feet. After washing his feet with hot water, he specifically told the slave to use his foot-washing water to wake you up.”

Lu Yuanju looked ferocious and raised his hand, wiping his mouth hard back and forth, wishing he could scratch his skin.

“Okay, stop dragging your feet. It’s a blessing for you, a cheap slave, to be rewarded with this basin of water for washing your feet by His Highness! You’re still pretending to me! Let’s go!” the little eunuch said sternly.

Lu Yuanju stood up, walked to the door and closed it with a bang. Then he turned his head expressionlessly and lifted the collar of the prince’s lackey eunuch like a chicken.

“What…what are you doing! Let me go! I’m going to find His Highness to make the decision!” the eunuch screamed.

There was no light in the small room, and the head of the man holding him was almost touching the beams of the small room. His arm muscles were bulging, and his dark eyes were vicious like a wolf staring at its prey. One hand could beat him to a pulp.

The young eunuch was shocked to realize that perhaps their Highnesses were raising tigers by keeping such prisoners of war in Saibei around them.

As soon as he had this thought, he was thrown out by the man, hit the wall, and then fell down. He spit out a mouthful of blood and lay on the ground in severe pain.

“Brother Lu, if we live under someone else’s roof, won’t we offend the young prince?” a Saibei prisoner of war hesitated.

“No,” the foot washing water on Lu Yuanju’s body had been evaporated by the temperature in his body, leaving only the lingering aroma that seduces men.

The little prince was just an idiot. He called him over on the pretext of warming his feet and put powder into the foot-washing water. Do you think he couldn’t tell?

Lu Yuanju sneered, kicked open the door and left, the shackles on his feet clanging all the way until he stepped into the bedroom.

Something hit him head-on, and Lu Yuanju quickly turned around to avoid it.

When I looked down, I saw it was a pillow.

Deliberately giving him a pillow and hinting at him.

“Ah Chou, how about your foot-washing water?” Xie Rong leaned on the edge of the couch, his lips were very light, his eyes were moist, and his black hair was loose. I felt pity for him at first. He was sick and torn apart, which is the most touching man’s heart, but his eyes were full of poisonous colors.

Lu Yuanju strode over, lifted up Xie Rong’s quilt with his hand, got in, and grabbed a cold and delicate foot.

“Bitch slave, who allowed you to grab the orphan’s feet!” Xie Rong was frightened and angry, and after the tail of his eyes turned thin red from anger, they turned a bit like a living person.

Everyone in this palace listens to him and respects him, so His Highness the Crown Prince does not pay attention to a slave at all. He is arrogant and thinks that everyone will be afraid of his majesty as the emperor.

Who knew this cheap slave could be so bold!

He opened his mouth to call someone, but Lu Yuanju grabbed his thin white ankle and pulled him in front of him, covering his mouth with his rough palm.

Lu Yuanju resisted the nausea of ​​touching the man’s feet and carelessly rubbed Xie Rong’s ankles with the thick calluses on his fingertips through the thin and tender skin.

Xie Rong had been raised in the East Palace since he was a child. Even when he left the East Palace, he would ride in a sedan chair. The skin on his feet was so delicate that it hurt and itched from the man’s calluses. He didn’t care about the prince’s dignity, so he opened his mouth and bit Lu Yuanju’s palm.

Lu Yuanju only felt that he was being licked by the cat whose fangs were not fully grown, “Your Highness doesn’t want the news about his feet being touched by a slave to spread, right?”

Xie Rong was extremely concerned about his face as a prince, let alone being misunderstood as having his sleeves cut off. Hearing Lu Yuanju’s words, he was already so angry that he had itched his teeth and thought up countless poisonous schemes in his mind.

By the time Lu Yuanju retracted his hand, he was already trembling with anger: “If I want to kill you, I will definitely kill you!”

“Oh, how are you going to kill me, Your Highness?” Lu Yuanju was still holding his foot with his other hand, raising an eyebrow and looking at him.

He is indeed a prince who spent countless people’s money and money to raise him. Even his feet are as smooth as rough jade. I’m afraid he will be more annoying than the little boy in Hualou, right?

Lu Yuanju vented his malice in his heart.

“I want to cut off your hands, chop off your feet, and put you as a hostage in Gu’s wine jar.”

But the heat on the man’s body was so comfortable that even the feet held by this bitchy slave were warm. Xie Rong unconsciously pressed close to the man’s chest to keep warm.

It seems that the pure yang thing mentioned by the Imperial Master is actually useful.

When he is cured and is no longer afraid of the cold, he will definitely chop off this slave’s hands!