Be Good Chapter 102: I really want to marry her.

Could it be that Xie Ci is here to heal himself?

Looking up, his eyes are strange.

Inadvertently caught a glimpse of Yuan Changhuan's bright peach blossom eyes, Xie Ci held his breath, and after a moment, he said softly and politely, "For half an hour, try not to move around, this son will leave first."

"After all, it's not appropriate to stay in a women's boudoir for a long time."

These words were spoken to Rong Yuanhou and also to Yuan Changhuan.

Without waiting for Yuan Changhuan to nod and urge him, his father, who was holding back, turned his eyebrows coldly, "This Marquis is here, who dares to say something wrong!"

"You and Yuanyuan can be regarded as a master and apprentice, don't stick to these common customs, come when you want in the future."

Thank you with a gentle smile, "Master Hou really has great wisdom."

Gentlemen's sloppy praises make people have no doubt that he is sycophant.

Rong Yuanhou, who has always hated other people's good words, immediately laughed, "Let's go, I invite you to Zhaoyuan Restaurant for a drink!"

Yuan Changhuan looked dazed, watching his father and brother embrace Xie Ci and take him out.

Come to the door.

Xie Ci suddenly looked back and smiled.

Thin lips hooked slightly, and her phoenix eyes were pitch black.

Yuan Changhuan's arm suddenly became densely packed with small bumps.

Creepy.

"Little cousin?"

Just as Yuan Changhuan was immersed in the shock brought by Xie Ci, Ying Qicheng's low voice came from outside.

"Why haven't you left yet?" Yuan Changhuan looked at him dissatisfied.

This person helped Xie Ci, and now he still dares to appear in front of her.

Yuan Changhuan sat up from the bed, his eyes were piercing.

It complements her appearance even more.

Ying Qicheng's originally crown-like face was flattering, "Little cousin, if it weren't for Mr. Xie, both of us would be severely punished now. After all, beating the prince violently is also a serious crime."

Father always loves to watch his brothers and sisters respectfully. If he were to know that he secretly collaborated with his little cousin to beat the sixth brother violently, he would definitely be furious.

Yuan Changhuan's stern look was somewhat relieved, "Does the sixth prince know now?"

"I don't know, Mr. Xie helped us put the blame on someone else."

Ying Qicheng rubbed his hands, with a deep expression on his face: "Brother Sixth Emperor is probably going to find trouble with Brother Fourth Emperor now."

Until Ying Qicheng put down the medicinal wine and left, Yuan Changhuan still frowned in thought.

Finally came to a terrible conclusion.

Xie Ci really wants to marry her!

No, no, no...

Yuan Changhuan shook his head, this is not the point, the point is why Xie Ci helped the seventh prince to blame the fourth prince.

Isn't Xie Ci the emperor's teacher in the previous life? The emperor in the previous life was the fourth prince.

Yuan Changhuan couldn't figure it out more and more. The emperor's teacher, the emperor's teacher, thanked him even younger than the fourth prince. The origin of this emperor's teacher is strange.

Is there something I have overlooked by myself?

"Miss, Miss Feng is here to see you."

Yu Duan's brisk voice came, and Yuan Changhuan stabilized his mind.

"Yudan, come in first and help me change."

"Yes!"

Trying to be supported by Yu Duan, Yuan Changhuan found that his waist really healed.

Twisting Liu's waist, there is no pain.

When he saw Feng Jinyue, Yuan Changhuan had already moved freely.

"Hey, round beauty, didn't you twist your waist?"

Entering Yuan Changhuan's boudoir, Feng Jinyue asked worriedly.

Yuan Changhuansu held the teapot in his hand and poured Feng Jinyue a cup of fruit tea. Then his red lips parted slightly, and his voice curled like a string, "It's cured."

Feng Jinyue sighed, "As expected of the era when talented people come forth in large numbers, a sprained waist can be cured so quickly."

Accustomed to Feng Jinyue's surprising words from time to time, Yuan Changhuan's lips were stained with a smile, and he leaned lazily on the back of the chair, looking at her with beautiful eyes, "Do you have something on your mind?"