It would be fine if Erbai didn't say this. The more he said Yuan Huiyuan became more angry. He was obviously childhood sweethearts and had no guesses (unilaterally thought it was the most fatal). As a result, a good husband suddenly appeared. Although he was good-looking, he looked like a normal person.

I don’t know which horn came out of a side husband!

Wu Qingyun looked charming and pretended to be pitiful at any time. When he was on his own pleasure boat, he mocked him a lot. Now that he was on Li Yue’s pleasure boat, he became an innocent little pitiful person?

This dog thing!

Yuan Huiyuan thought, and felt that he was stuck in his throat in one breath, and he couldn't get up and down, because this bitch, Li Yue turned against him and punished him again. No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't just let it go, otherwise he wouldn't have to climb on his head and act as a mighty man in the future?

The dark light in his eyes floated, and Yuan Huiyuan gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go back first. When I have the chance, I have to give him some color!"

Little did he know that these thoughts were exactly what Luo Liufeng thought.

When Wu Qingyun changed her clothes, she saw Yuan Liyueban squatting beside the small table, holding Luo Liufeng's hand, and helping him with medicine with a serious look on his face.

The light green translucent ointment has a rich herbal fragrance. As Yuan Liyue's fingertips pass by, it is slowly rubbed open. It was clear and cool at first, but after a few presses, Luo Liufeng felt a burning sensation slowly rise on the back of his hand, "Does it hurt?"

Yuan Liyue pressed her head up to look at Luo Liufeng's expression.

Luo Liufeng shook his head with a smile: "It doesn't hurt, the princess's strength is just right."

As he said that, he glanced at the corner of the stairs and saw Wu Qingyun standing at the entrance of the stairs. He smiled slightly and said to Wu Qingyun: "Young Master Wu's clothes are suitable."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Liyue turned her head and looked over. Wu Qingyun slowly raised a smile, opened her arms, looked down at her clothes, "I didn't like wearing this plain color in the past, but now I think that plain color is light and beautiful."

Luo Liufeng paused when he heard this, holding Yuan Liyue's hand, "Mr. Wu has a beautiful appearance and looks good in everything he wears."

Yuan Liyue felt the strength in her hand and subconsciously blurted out: "Liu Feng is also beautiful."

As soon as these words were spoken, the few people were stunned.

No one spoke in an instant.

Yuan Liyue blinked, looked at this and then that, and suddenly realized that, and touched her nose with her other hand awkwardly, "Well, since Mr. Wu has changed her clothes, let's go back first and ask the people in the house to make more ginger soup to avoid getting cold. This palace is going to return to the palace as well."

Wu Qingyun was unwilling to accept it, but he knew that this was not the time for him to be willful, so he pretended to be understanding and bowed to leave.

When the person left, Luo Liufeng looked at Yuan Liyue who lowered her head and pretended to be dead, and said in her ear with a bad intention: "I look good?"

Yuan Liyue paused the movements in her hand, raised her head and glanced at him: "You look good, you are the best!"

Luo Liufeng laughed, his eyes as if they were filled with stars, shining brightly.

...

After dealing with Luo Liufeng's hand, Yuan Liyue sent the person back to the Prime Minister's Mansion. When he saw Luo Yu saying a few polite words, he returned to the palace.

Yuan Liyue sat in the carriage with a depressed expression. She looked at her lack of interest. Xie Xia asked curiously: "What's wrong with the princess? But she's uncomfortable?"

Yuan Liyue shook her head: "I originally came out to have fun, but now... I feel inexplicably disappointed."
Chapter completed!