Be Good Chapter 100: No trespassing in the boudoir area

"I just thought of something suddenly, and I was shocked, so I didn't get up well, so I twisted it." Yuan Changhuan looked at his mother innocently.

A look of innocence and sincerity.

Madam Yuan is not so easy to fool: "I heard from your brother that after you came back from Baihua Garden today, you were in a bad mood, but what happened?"

Sitting beside Yuan Changhuan's bed, he made up his mind to have a heart-to-heart talk with mother and daughter.

Miss Yuan lying on the bed...

Looking at his squashed Fengfeng, he was in a daze.

Then she raised her head solemnly, "Mother, I have a question to ask you."

Madam Yuan was overjoyed, thinking that her daughter was finally going to talk to her, she stroked her long hair very gently and said, "Speak, mother, listen."

"Will my chest be flattened if I lie on my stomach like this for three days?"

What a great question.

Yuan Changhuan watched helplessly as her mother's face changed from tenderness to stiffness to fierceness, "You're just asking this?"

"This is the most important." Yuan Changhuan looked at his mother pitifully on his already delicate face.

Taking a deep breath, Mrs. Yuan suppressed the urge to beat up this brat, and stood up, "You have a good rest!"

Every word seems to be squeezed out from between the teeth.

Looking at his mother's stiff back, Yuan Changhuan heaved a sigh of relief.

Madam Yuan suddenly turned her head, seeing Yuan Changhuan's expression, she smiled tenderly and considerately, "I'll take care of you when you're better!"

How dare you fool your mother!

The corners of his lips twitched slightly... Yuan Changhuan pulled up the quilt again, ashamed to see others.

Woke up by the pain early in the morning, Yuan Changhuan lay on the soft pillow.

Looking through the book of stories about Fengyue.

It's a lot of fun.

"Miss, the Seventh Prince is here to see you!"

Yu Duan heard the report from the servant, so she hurried to tell Yuan Chang Huan.

"What?"

Yuan Changhuan motioned for Yuduan to drop the gauze curtain, her delicate face moved slightly, ever since her partner Ying Qicheng beat Ying Lufeng, Yuan Changhuan had never seen him again.

Unexpectedly, the moment he was injured, Ying Qicheng came.

It must be uneasy and kind!

While thinking about it, a voice came from outside, "Little Cousin, I heard that you have twisted your waist. This prince brought you medicinal wine, and I promise you that the medicine will cure you!"

"This is a holy healing product for the Northwest Tribute."

The man's clear and clear voice is really disgusting.

Just...

Yuan Changhuan wanted to keep a distance from him. He ran to Rongyuanhou's Mansion like this. He didn't know it. He thought Rongyuanhou's Mansion had some special relationship with him!

"Thank you, you..." Yuan Changhuan raised his head to talk to him, and saw that there was someone beside him.

And the man smiled meaningfully at himself.

Thanks again!

Why are you so lingering?

Yuan Changhuan didn't take a closer look through the tulle curtain just now, and missed the best opportunity to chase people away.

Now I can only watch the two of them enter the house.

There is a layer of bead curtains and a layer of tulle curtains.

Hearing Yuan Changhuan's unfinished words, Ying Qicheng paused, with a puzzled face on Junyi's face, "Little cousin, what do you want to say about me?"

"The boudoir is an important place, and men are not allowed to enter." Yuan Changhuan pursed his red lips slightly, and spoke clearly.

"This prince is not an outsider!" Ying Qicheng did not regard himself as an outsider at all, opened the bead curtain, and was about to enter.

Yudan hurriedly stopped her.

"Seventh prince, you can't enter!" The delicate and serious face was in stark contrast to that pink and delicate face.

It made Ying Qicheng feel very funny.

Want to speak, but was interrupted by Yuan Changhuan, "You are not a foreigner, Xie Shizi always!"